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latoyalestrange · 2 years ago

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IT'S NEVER OVER

Joel Miller x F!OC

Series

CHAPTER TWO — POSITIVE TO NEGATIVE

Summary: Twenty fucking years. It wasn’t that Joel had forgotten about her, but she definitely wasn’t at the forefront of his mind. But boy, seeing her sent him in a whirlwind of emotions. He prayed she didn’t know about what he had done, and that was a first for him.

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Warnings: swearing, violence, guns, 18+ minors dni

A/N: Tysm for the love on chapter one! Ya’ll know how to make me blush :,) PS i’m not entirely sure if these are the exact dates/events in the show, this is just how i remember it to the best of my ability. it still makes sense tho don’t worry it just might not be 100% accurate cause i’m lazy lol

AUGUST 27, 2023

Jessie didn’t know how long she was out for, all she knew was for a few moments of pure bliss, she forgot the hell she was in. Her vision was shrouded with a white canvas, she had no idea if her eyes were open or closed. The sounds around her were replaced with a deafening ring. The first thing that came to her mind was Ellie. Where was she? God, she had one fucking job.

Jessie felt bad for Ellie. The constant tests, and being chained up all the time; she understood why she was so reluctant to cooperate. That was her responsibility to fix. She was going to be Ellie’s companion throughout her journey to the Statehouse. Her experience with little sisters and being Marlene’s favorite made her qualified. The only thing in their way: is a battery. A battery they thought they could barter with Tyler to get. But it can’t be that simple in the apocalypse.

“Jessie! Jessie!” It was muffled and far away, but somewhere in the distance, someone was calling her.

“Wake up! We need to go!” She tried to move her body, but it was no use. It felt like trying to move in her dreams, her brain was sending all the right signals but her limbs just wouldn’t budge.

Then, a sharp sting sprouted on the side of her face. Her ears popped at the same time, reality beginning to set back in. Her eyes struggled to flutter open for a moment before finally succeeding to be met with a flustered Marlene. Her eyes widened, putting the last few events together in her mind.

“Did that motherfucker shoot me?” Marlene didn’t expect any less from her. Jessie’s hand instinctively shot down to touch the wet spot on her thigh. She inhaled sharply through her teeth when her fingertips made contact with the new hole in her body.

“Jessie, don’t touch it. They shot us all except for Ellie.” Relief washed over her instantly.

“Oh, thank god. Fuck…” However, she spoke too soon. After taking deep breaths and a few good looks at her surroundings, she realized Marlene had her hands up at a surrender. Her face had anxiety, fear, pain, and shock written all over it. Jessie quickly scanned the room to see Ellie in the same position, with a man and a woman pointing guns at all three of them.

She didn’t recognize the woman. Her hair showed her stress in greying strands and frayed ends. Her clothes looked fairly clean, a little dirty, but she looked freshly showered at the very least. The man…holy shit.

“Jessie?” She stared at him with wide eyes. She thought of about a million different things to say, but she couldn’t get her mouth to move for any one of them.

If she were honest, although it was twenty years ago, she never forgot his face, or his voice. Sometimes in the early hours of the morning, when she was still half asleep in her bed, she could hear him whispering in her ear. When she dreamed of any man, it was him. She could imagine how his hands felt against her so vividly. Maybe it was because he was the last person to touch her like that, or maybe because the memories she had with him were the last few good ones. She didn't know the answer, but she found comfort in all of this. Sometimes it was the only thing keeping her going. She'd been thinking about him more these past few days as the group gathered car parts. Cars always made her think of him.

Yet, he looked so different. So cold. Not at all how she remembered him. His rosy cheeks were now pale and sunken in, and his rich dark hair was turning grey. To anyone else it would be clear that he was too far gone, a survival machine. But something deep inside of her wanted to warm him up, to fill up his cup like she did so many times all those years ago. She could tell he was hurting, and it broke her heart. After all they had been through, even after all he had done, it still hurt her to see him this way. Twenty years later, Joel Miller was still her weakness.

“You know this fucking guy?” Marlene retorted, throwing an accusatory glance in her direction.

“You know her?” The armed woman followed, not taking her eyes off of any of her targets. A few beats pass before her responds.

“Hardly.” That's fucking rich. Never mind anything she thought before. Fuck him.

“He was just a creep that used to hit on me at the diner.” She threw a furious glance in his direction, which didn’t seem to faze him one bit.

“That guy tried to scam you too?” Tess asked with their rifles still pointed at them. Their hands had fallen now that the two had gave them an inch of trust.

“Yeah, clearly a bad battery,” Marlene hugged her side now, bringing Jessie’s attention to the growing spot of deep red on her shirt. “Listen, if a battery is what you’re after, I know where you can get one.” Joel and Tess were silent now, listening intently.

“If you do something for me.”

“No.” Joel answered immediately, causing Tess to jab him in the side with her closest elbow.

“What do you want?” She added. Jessie took the opportunity to look over at Ellie, seeing her slightly exhausted yet fearful expression. Ellie felt her gaze and met it, feeling a small amount of comfort as she smiled at the girl.

“Take my associate and the girl to the Museum outside of Boston QZ and my people will give you a battery.”

“No.” God, he was annoying.

“What’s so important about her?” Tess questioned as Joel pierced daggers through her skull with his eyes.

“I can take her.” Jessie protested now as she began to remove her jacket to use as a make-shift tourniquet.

“You can’t be serious.” Marlene jabbed back instantly. Jessie huffed in opposition before tying her flannel around her leg, bracing herself. Ellie let out an instinctive chuckle, receiving glares from the other three adults in the room.

“I don’t have time to explain, we’re both bleeding out for christ’s sake. All you need to know is it’s important.” Marlene was breathless now, the pain of her grazed wound getting to her.

“We get her to this Museum, and we get a battery and whatever supplies we want. I’ve seen what the fireflies have.” Jessie couldn’t help but laugh at his request. She quickly silenced when her eyes met Marlene’s. She wasn’t taken aback by the man’s inflated ego. She was tired, and Jessie saw her leader surrender.

“Are you really saying yes to these guys?” Normally she wouldn’t dare raise her voice at Marlene, let alone question her, but today she did. Marlene let her head fall back with defeat.

“I’m not really in a place to say no, Jessica.” She shook her head and bit her tongue. “Do you know where the Museum is?” The two nodded their heads.

“I was near it on a supply run a few months ago.” Joel answered. Now that they had come to an agreement, their guns slowly lowered, still wearily holding them at their sides.

“Good. Take them there. They’ll be out of your hair after that.” Tess and Joel take a moment to look at eachother, silently making a life-altering decision.

“Fine. But the minute they cause trouble, they're out." His voice was low, gravely, and serious. Jessie rolled her eyes. Talking about her like she wasn't in the room inched her closer to giving him a piece of her mind.

"Jessica is fine. And she'll watch out for the other one." It was Ellie's turn to show her protest by mocking Marlene under her breath. Jessie pretended not to notice to avoid reinforcing it and returned her gaze to her lap. Her flannel was bloodied now, but at least she wasn't going to die. Her thigh throbbed under the tightness of the tourniquet as she attempted to stand, putting the weight of her body on the brick wall behind her. She turned her head to keep everyone hidden from the pain that was clearly shown on it. Ellie walked briskly over to help her stand, but despite her efforts, Jessie refused any help.

"M'fine." She grumbled, stretching her body for the first time. It certainly couldn't have been long since she was knocked out, but it felt like years. She turned to see the two had finally lowered their weapons and were waiting impatiently for them.

"Play nice, okay?" Marlene pleaded lowly, this time directly to Jessie. "I don't know what your history is with him, but it can't fuck this up. Got it?" Jessie's head hung low as she nodded. Marlene wasn't scolding her yet, but pretty much everything Marlene said came off as a criticism or warning. Marlene made her feel like that eighteen-year-old girl again, helpless at the bottom of a very tall ladder to the top. Twenty years later she had found herself in the same damn place. Working for someone who works for someone, who works for someone, who works for someone, and so on. She stayed for her own survival just like before but in a much more literal sense this time. It was still worlds better than FEDRA, though. Chicken sandwiches instead of mystery jerky, and, not to mention, you had free will in the fireflies. If you wanted to leave, go. Joel and Tess, however, were risking their lives leaving the QZ every single time.

"Yeah. Got it." Jessie tried not to sound defeated in front of Ellie, but she wasn't sure if it worked. She couldn't even look Marlene in the eye.

"Okay. Ellie--"

"Yeah, yeah, shut my mouth, do whatever the adults say, and don't get bit. Got it." Marlene shook her head at the girl's attitude and turned to leave. Jessie met the girl's gaze, sharing a smile as she tried not to laugh.

"Take your time," Tess called to them sarcastically. Ellie gave her a disinterested look before joining them at the other end of the hall. Jessie followed, throwing her bag over her shoulder that was previously on the dusty floor. To say she was in pain was an understatement, but she wouldn't dare show it. The tourniquet would have to work until she could properly dress her wound but even that wouldn't stop her from limping slightly when she walked.

"Stay close," Joel instructed as he forced the rickety door open. It only took one order and Jessie was already sick of doing everything he said. His attitude, his demeanor, everything put off hard-ass energy. With the pair's flashlights as the only source of direction, Ellie and Jessie followed them through the narrow mess that was the abandoned building. They could practically feel the dust in the air as they inhaled. The floors creaked underneath them despite their efforts to remain quiet. They weaved through the maze of debris and the long-forgotten furniture that resided there when everything was normal. Sometimes Jessie found herself imagining the original decorations and layouts of rooms, but it was hardly possible here. Nothing looked like it belonged after who knows how many people picked through it.

Ellie held on to Jessie's backpack as they followed Joel for an extra sense of security. Once they had almost reached the exit, Ellie leaned in closer.

"How do you know that guy?" She tried whispering, but the other two could definitely hear her in the quiet of the structure.

"I already said, he was just a customer." Jessie silently prayed that she wouldn't have to constantly explain the complexity of their past to her or anyone. He was different now and he had made it abundantly clear that it didn't mean anything to him. That certainly wasn't the case for Jessie, but she wasn't going to admit it. Her reaction to seeing him was embarrassing enough as it was.

"Yeah, I heard you. I wanna know what actually happened." If Ellie had a favorite activity, it would be reading her joke book, but her second favorite activity was listening to Jessie's stories about the world before. Ellie longed to know what it was like to live in what were now practically ruins of ancient cities. Jessie happened to know exactly what it was like to grow up as a pre-breakout teenager, and she had endless stories. It was a match made in heaven.

"There are some things you don't need to know, kid," Jessie replied shortly. The girl frowned behind her, deciding to pry at a later date when Joel wasn't within earshot.

A long time ago, Jessie was a naive college student. She met someone, fell in love too fast, and fell too hard. What did she learn? Love didn't exist. All the men she had ever met had only wanted one thing. Joel Miller was no different. All the romantic gestures, gentle touches, and perfect words were just bait that lured her further and further into his trap. She didn't want love to be ruined for Ellie as it was for her. So, Jessie kept the memories close to her chest and tried not to think of him whispering sweet nothings in her ear every time he was close to her. She tried to keep the image of him, flowers in hand at her door, or on top of her in his bed from flooding her mind, but it was no use.

This journey had hardly begun and it was already proving to be agonizingly difficult. Little did they know, it was going to get much worse.

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hitsuackerman · 5 years ago

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Soul Chicken (Hawks x Reader)

Prompt: Soulmate AU where the first words your soulmate says to you are written on your wrist and while Hawks has an absolutely unhelpful phrase written on them, y/n has something....unique.

(so this was generated by an OTP one shot generator and it caught my attention :D it was... challenging to say the least but still fun!)

contains: 4 year age gap (not that ya’ll would mind), fluff

Soulmates.

This was the one thing Hawks always managed to save for later. With just how fast he likes to move, he regularly shoved the idea aside. It was as if his mouth acquired a bitter taste each time it entered his train of thought.

How did this enter his mind once more? Oh right. The two people he had saved turned out to be soulmates. Such luck for them, he supposed.

Not that he didn't care, though. This bird child-man always dreamed of seeing who the universe had paired him up with. But to his luck, the letters etched on his skin were almost cursed. Cursed to the point where he merely gave up his search.

The first words his soulmate would tell him. The first words that would open new doors for his feathers to explore. Despite keeping his smirk pasted on his face, his heart would ache when he hears people saying it.

'Hey'

Those were the words inked on his inner wrist. A 3 letter word that was as overused as the word 'you'. How in heaven's name was he supposed to find his other half with every other person greeting him 'hey' with different variations.

Munching on his piece of chicken, he cleared his desk and began to look over the files his agency prepared for him. Laid on his desk were the profiles of possible interns he could gather intel from.

"Todoroki Shoto." He read and scanned the bio data. Endeavor would not be happy if he took him in. As tempting as it would be, he placed it on the discard pile.

"Bakugo Katsuki." His pupils shrunk at the memory of this kid being chained to the post. All while trying to bite off All Might's hand. "Little too wild for my taste."

"Tokoyami Fumikage." He immediately stamped the approval sign on it. A fellow bird in his agency? Hella fun!

"(L/N) (Y/N)." The 4th placer in the UA sports festival. His eyes drifted to your age. "Huh, interesting. Eldest of the class due to late enrollment and personal issues. 18 while the rest 16."

Nodding his head, your quirk wasn't too flashy but made up for its efficiency. Similar to his Fierce Wings. With his index finger tapping on his desk, he turned to his desktop and began digging up information about you.

Orphaned at the age of 6 due to villain attack. Jumped from foster house to foster house, a trouble maker? Top 2 in the class, makes up for intelligence? Pleasing to the eyes. Not bad, if he were to put it more into thought.

Biting the last chunk of meat, he approved of your possible application in his agency.

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"Yami…" You nervously whispered as you gripped onto his sleeve. "I'm nervous. I don't understand why he'd include me as a possible intern "

"Nonsense. You proved yourself worthy during the Sports Festival." Tokoyami tried to reassure you. Behind you, the window gave him a grand view of the city moving fast.

The two of you were now seated snugly inside the shinkansen. Because it was in the afternoon, the train wasn't as crowded despite buying reserved seats in advance.

Tokoyami's words seemed to work. Letting go of his now crumpled sleeve, you apologized but he simply told you it was no big deal. Looking at your hero suit cases, your eyes landed on your wrist.

It always made you wonder, what situation would your soulmate say those words. It was all too… random yet specific. Rubbing your thumb on the rather long phrase, your thoughts were cut.

"Is that… what your soulmate is supposed to say?" Tokoyami asked as he read the sentences. "Rather unique to say that on your first meeting."

"Ugh. I know." You sighed and tugged your sleeve a little lower. "I honestly gave up thinking of scenarios on how I'd meet this person."

"You are of legal age. I think it would be much easier to access places. But seeing those words, maybe you just have to look for people eating?"

"That's true but I think a part of me just wants to be surprised as to how we'd meet and how we'd exchange phrases. I did think this person would be at a fast food chain or some sorts, but I'd like to think he's responsible enough."

Tokoyami simply nodded. Looking down on his wrist, he too, began to wonder what circumstances would bring him and his soulmate together.

Feeling the train come to a halt, the two of you began to exit and board off the train. It felt like a blur, to be saying farewell to faces you see everyday. Though it would only be for a week, you would miss Ochako and Tsuyu.

When the high rise buildings were now in sight, Tokoyami nudged your elbow and pointed to a hero holding up a sign with your school's name on it. As the two of you walked towards the hero, you saw how the sign truly matched Hawk's Agency.

Ah yes. Hawks.

Your anxiety began to creep back up. Why would a pro-hero like him want an orphan who went to school late intern for his agency? Was this some sort of pity party? Or was your quirk enough to catch his attention?

"Calm down, (L/N)." Your friend whispered as he opened the car door for you. You sat in the back as he sat on the passenger's seat.

"Are you all excited to meet the #2 Pro-Hero?" The hero asked as he set the car to drive. His cheeks gave off he was smiling from your angle. "He's a pretty chill guy, you know. So if ya'll are anxious, he'll only catch that and make fun of you."

"How long till we reach the office?" Tokoyami asked.

"2 blocks from now. It's that building over there."

The two of you followed where his index was pointing at. It wasn't easy to miss. The building was huge and it was evident that his office was on the top floor. From your eyes, it would be the perfect height to take off for his wings.

The hero dropped the two of you by the entrance. Thanking him for the ride, 2 sets of eyes watched as the car turned to the corner. Probably to park in the underground carpark.

"Shall we?"

"We shall."

The two of you proceeded to the receptionist. Judging by your uniforms, the two of you were given key cards to enter his office on the 35th floor.

"He's still out, though. Make yourselves comfortable. He won't be taking too long!" The receptionist said with a smile as she pointed towards the glass elevator. That got you thinking fire drills must be a pain in the ass with this amount of floors.

The view going up felt as if you two were flying. The way the horizon slowly showed itself was something you could look forward to for the whole week. Your bird friend agreed as well.

When the elevator doors opened, you two were met with a frosted glass wall with 2 capital 'H' on it. Similar to what his belt had. It was nice tho. Branding on point.

Before you could enter, you heard the buzzing of a phone. Feeling it wasn't yours, you looked at Tokoyami and told him it was alright for him to take it. Telling you he'd follow suit once the call was over. Pushing the door for you, you walked into his office.

The office was definitely expensive. Glass windows framed 3 out 4 corners, his desk was simple but you could tell that the material was durable and expensive, 2 large paintings hung on the wall as well. Most probably commissioned since it fits Hawks image.

Walking towards one painting, you were about to touch the edges when your vision began to blur. Your body felt as if it were being tugged into the air rather forcefully. Harshly spinning you around, you were face to face with the Pro-Hero himself.

Your heart raced when it sunk in that it really was him. He was more handsome in person. His piercing yellow eyes seemed to observe you. Watching your every move.

His hands began to roam your sides. Patting motions till he seemed to find what he was looking for. Taking it out from your pocket, his gloved hand now held on to your ID.

"Hey!"

His eye twitched. You were officially the 15th person who had said 'hey' to him in a span of 4 hours.

"I swear that phrase would be the death of me." Hawks reacted in an emotionless face. Trying his best to compose himself to a student who merely wanted to feel the painting. "Tsk. Knew that last nugget was bad luck."

Though it wasn't his intent to scare you, he just thought it would make a good long running joke for the duration you would stay. He just… snapped when he heard those words coming from you.

Looking back at you, he placed you back on your feet and took off his yellow visor. A big teasing smile appearing on his features. Complete opposite to what yours had.

"Hey, take a chill pill, my little intern. I was just messin' with ya." Hawks assured you as he gave you the finger guns.

"Y-You… S-S-Sentence…" Your mind failed to function upon hearing his first to you. The same words you had memorized and knew by heart. Your eyes were desperately trying to hold on to something but all you could focus on was Hawks and his crimson red wings in front of you.

The look on your face was a mix of shock, fear, and a slight dash of awe. What did he say that made you react that way? All he commented about was…

His mind clicked and his jaw slightly dropped. His pupils enlarged when he finally bought 2 and 2 together.

"Holy pidgeon smokes…" Hawks thought out loud while nodding his head. "Looks like things are bout to get interesting, my little soul chicken~"

You couldn't help it. A soft giggle escaped your lips when he called you his 'little soul chicken'. By now, you were positive your cheeks were all sorts of red. When he took a step closer, you bit your lower lip in an attempt to calm your rapid beating heart.

"Don't bite your lip now, birdy. We just met." He said as he used his index and thumb to make you face him. Damn. You're prettier up close.

His feathers seemed to shake a bit and he let go of his touch. A second after, Tokoyami entered the door and bowed at his new mentor. After telling him there was no need to act all business like, he pointed towards the couch and told you both to sit down.

"So today," Hawks began. "I won't let you both do much. Just get settled in and take the feel of this agency."

His eyes would linger at you when he said the words 'settled in' and 'take the feel'. When he saw you understood his implied meanings, he gave you a wink and proceeded with the necessary instructions.

"Tsukuyomi. Your room would be on the 27th floor." He said and tossed the keycard. Tokoyami caught it with ease. "And you, my precious love nugget, will stay on the 30th floor."

By now your face was numb from all the heat that had traveled upwards. Expecting him to toss it, the key card was given to you by one of his feathers. Taking it from the floating feather, your breath hitched when the feather found its way to your lips. Brushing it ever so softly before returning back to his wings.

Tokoyami wasn't quite sure what was happening. He had heard that Hawks had a carefree attitude, he just didn't expect him to hit on you right then and there. (Though he did have a feeling that at one point you were bound to get bombarded with his flirtatious attempts.)

"So… Any questions?"

"What time do we start tomorrow, Sir Hawks?"

"We start at 7am. That good?"

The two of you nodded. With that, he dismissed you both and gave you free will with what you wanted to do on the first unofficial day of internship.

"Not you though, chickadee!" The way the light bounced from his golden eyes made them glow. "We still gotta talk."

Tokoyami squinted his eyes at you. His peripheral vision on Hawks. Brushing the thought aside, he excused himself and went towards the elevator.

When you heard the ding, your heart stopped when Hawks stretched his wings. Showcasing their impressive span. They began to shake a bit with each step he took. He would spread his wings and pull them back half way before extending them once more.

By the time he was in front of you, you were all smiles as he began to fold his wings alternatively. It was all too amazing, how this person had wings as a quirk. In the blink of an eye, all you could see around you were his feathers and the gorgeousness of his face.

"What was that for, Hawks?" You covered your mouth. Trying to hold in a giggle.

"Hey. Don't. I like seeing your smile." He said as he gently held your wrist, pulling it down to reveal what his eyes wanted to see. "And that little exhibition I did was a small mating call, soul chicken."

You began to fold your arm and imitate how chickens flap their wings.

"Not as impressive as yours, but I hope that did the trick!" You were now grinning from ear to ear. Seeing him chuckle at your lame attempt at flirting caused his stomach to swarm with little lovebirds.

"Oh. It definitely sealed the deal~"

His hand began to trace your arm till he stopped on your hand bringing it closer in order to see his first words meant for you.

'I swear that phrase would be the death of me. Tsk. Knew that last nugget was bad luck.'

"I can see why your eye twitched when I said 'hey'. That's literally the most overused word." You commented when you saw his mark.

"That's what I tell myself everyday." An amused grin plastered on his face. Suddenly, his pupils shrunk and his feathers began to ruffle. "You afraid of heights, birdy?"

"Not really. No. Why?"

His arms wrapped you tightly. Bringing you chest to chest with him. His wings now spread out with the occasional flap.

"Hawks…"

"Better hug me tight, nugget. You're in for a wild ride~"

Giving your cheek a quick kiss, he flapped his wings once more. This time with a bit more force in them. You could feel your feet leaving the ground. On instinct, you immediately wrapped your arms around his neck.

Next thing you knew, you were screaming with joy at the feeling of being swooped away from your feet. Literally.

Little did you know that Tokoyami had been watching the whole fiasco.

"Things really are going to get interesting." He said with a small smile on his face. Happy that his close friend found her soulmate.

With that he finally exited the office and made his way to his room.

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pokeexehasstoppedworking · 3 years ago

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Love Doesn’t Do Encores Ch12 Battle Gym Leader Kabu

You had been so, so confused at first when Gloria all of a sudden announced she wanted to use your sobble against Kabu. And to be honest you weren't really too keen on the idea either. Your little cute roll-y poll-y sobble who'd cling to you when scared?? Fighting against the second strongest gym leader in all of Galar??......Yeah. You really, REALLY weren't feeling up for the idea, and had asked her why for goodness sakes!? Her answer was simple.

"The tears ability! Sobble's tears will be my winning strategy against Kabu. I already gotta plan in mind but I can't do it without your pokemon's help since I ain't got a sobble 'o my own! Please Y/n! I'm beggin' ya!"

Well.....You really didn't want to just hand over your sobble even if you trusted Gloria by now, but you also didn't want to make her lose the gym challenge either. After all completing the game was your only shot at making it back home so far. If Gloria couldn't beat Kabu and was snuffed out of the challenge by him then what would you do? So...You agreed. Your sleep didn't come easy to you that night but somehow you managed to fall in a deep dreamless sleep. The next morning literally having to make Gloria push you off the bed in order to wake you up as she shook you. Not on purpose of course, as she had just been trying to get you to wake up but the moment your groggy body fell to the floor with a thud she began apologizing purfusely.

"Y/N!!" Your body rattled more than a maraca as you suddenly began pulling out of the darkness blinking rapidly at the blurry vision of everything shaking before you like an earthquake. "WAKE UP ALREADY!! WE'RE GONNA BE LATE!!"

"WHAT- AH!!" Your world tumbled as you fell from the comfy bed and was met with the hardness of the wooden floor by Gloria's feet. "OW!!"....You groaned as the blanket slowly fluttered down to messily cover you.

Gloria's hands shot to her mouth, making a hissing sound as she watched you experienced pain. "Y/N!! Oh my Arceus! I'm so so sorry!," she quickly apologised.

"...Good morning to you too, Gloria," you mumbled before kicking the sheet off you and pushing yourself off the floor, your hair a mess, and yawning. "What time is it?"

"Um..Seven in the morning I think?" You turned to her tiredly and noticed she was already wearing her white challenger uniform and all ready to go.

"Did you get the others up?," you asked stiffling a yawn as you stood.

"Um..." She chuckled nervously as you stretched your back and rose a brow at her as she held up a hand. "Uh..About that...They're gone." Her face frowned more as you paused...and blinked at her.

"...What do you mean 'They're gone'?"

"They weren't there when I knocked on the door, so I guess they left early! I'm sorry I didn't know!"

"Oh for the love of-..." You sighed and waved her off. "Nevermind." Quickly reaching over, you bent down and pulled the blanket off the floor, throwing it back neatly over the bed before going for your bag. "Are you all ready?" She nodded. "Good. We'll find them later. For right now let's just worry about getting to the stadium and seeing what's up! Ok?"

She had quickly agreed to that and you wasted no time throwing yourself together, tossing your bag over your shoulders, and grabbing your sobble's pokeball. From what she told you last night, you thought it'd be best to put the little critter into it's pokeball and give it to her before her battle to avoid any complications should your sobble start acting up. Which lead to now. The two of you were already in the elevator on your way down to the lobby. Anxious tention in the air so thick you could cut it with a knife as you lightly gripped the pokeball in your hand slightly harder. After a moment or two of silence Gloria went digging through her bag and pulled out something that looked pretty much like the goggles you'd see a diver wear before entering the water.

"Did you eat anything?," you asked glancing at her as she slipped the straps over her head making you give a confused look. "...And what are those for?

She silently shook her head slightly as her head was bent down and you watched in silence as she silently tightened the black straps tightly around her head. When Gloria finally managed to look up at you, the goggles were tightly clamped around her eyes and she shook her head no. "No. I was too busy tryin' too get ready. 'sides I feel pretty queezy. I don' know if food's a good idea right now." She blinked obviously noticing the look you were giving her goggles. "What are you- Oh these?" You nodded and she smiled. "Well last time he cried ya'll didn't stand a chance. But I figured if I covered my eyes real good I won't get affected by whatever's in those sobble's tears that makes ya cry rivers!"

You stared....."That's bloody genius!! Why didn't I think of that!?"

She chuckled. "To be honest it really ain't my idea anyways. I remember Hop telling me the idea back when I got my toxel. I remembered it when I thought of usin' your sobble and stopped by that clothes shoppe in town. They were sellin' swim wear n' stuff since it's summer and picked up these lil babies. Like I said. He's a genius."

Ah! That must've been why it took her a while to get back to the hotel. She really was preparing for her gym battle. As the elevator went you had reluctantly handed over your sobble's pokeball to her and she gently took it. Giving it a look before deeply inhaling and slowly exhaling, most likely psyching herself up before relaxing her posture and slowly slipping the pokeball into her pocket. You watched as she did so with worry and a little bit of guilt eating away at your stomach. You weren't sure if this was really the right thing to do after all, especially without telling your pokemon. This was surely going to be quite the shock for it, and you weren't too sure what the outcome could be. A ding interrupted any of your thoughts as the both of you looked back towards the doors as they opened, and you were lightly surprised to see the girl there. The same girl you had been worriedly thinking over last night. Marnie!

She was standing there in the lobby kneeled down handing her hamster like pokemon some kind of fruit to eat, which it took eagerly, but upon seeing you two blinked and slowly stood to her feet. "Mornin' Gloria. ..Oh. And you too Miss."

"Uh hi!," Gloria greeted a little unsure since she must've looked a bit strange in the swimming goggles. "Are you headin' off to battle Kabu too?"

She shook her head no. "No. We were 'bout to shove off on the next leg of our journey now. That friend of yours already went off to challenge the next gym, tho."

"He did?," you asked and Marnie politely nodded towards you. "...How early did those two wake up?"

"I couldn't say for sure, but by how happy they were it seemed like they had a plan."

"Oh! Well we have a pretty great stragety too!" Gloria smiled proudly. You were glad at least her nerves were seeming to be getting better.

Marnie only nodded. You looked at her for a moment and it didn't seem as if she had any nefarious schemes or malicious intent behind that polite exterior of hers. But still last night's questions swirled in the back of your mind as you narrowed your eyes in thought, raising your brows as she calmly reached into her leather jacket pocket and pulled out a small reddish card before handing it out to Gloria.

The brunette blinked at it for a moment before raising a brow in question. "What's this?"

"Kabu's League Card," she replied calmly, "It's supposed to help against him, but I ended up with a few copies, so I'll give you one." A look of surprise passed on both your faces as you two exchanged looks before looking back to Marnie. "Don't look so chuffed. It's no big deal. 'N I already got two others already."

Gloria stared for a second longer before smiling and taking the card from her. "Wow. Thanks!"

Marnie nodded in reply. "Oh. Here." She reached back into her pocket and pulled out a second card before holding it out towards her. "Take this too. A little somethin' for our battle yesterday. As a thanks for helpin' me out."

"What's this?"

"My own league card. Your friend gave me one of his so I figured you could have one too."

"Whoa! Thanks!" Gloria gladly accepted the other card with a smile. "That's real nice 'o ya!"

Marnie gave the smallest of smiles. "I bet you'll have no trouble beatin' that ''man of fire'' Kabu chap, right? Why don'cha get over to Motostoke stadium and get that gym badge already?"

...Gloria jumped. "OH!! RIGHT!! We need to get to the stadium!" She stuffed the cards into her pocket as fast as she could as Marnie peered up towards you and you blinked at her. ...You opened your mouth to ask her about the Team Yell involvement that's been going on. Not expecting really any answers outta her, but before you could say anything something tightly gripped around your arm and you yelped as Gloria yanked your forward in a run. Almost making you hit the floor for the second time that morning. "THANKS MARNIE!! GOOD LUCK ON YOUR NEXT STEP!!"

Marnie waved a hand back at your retreating forms. "Good luck out there!"

Gloria yanked you along, nearly tripping down the steps and over your own two feet as she raced ahead putting one arm out to shove the door open in her mad dash to the stadium ahead. Thank goodness the Budew Drop Inn was literally right next to the stadium. You didn't think you could last too long with Gloria's way of yanking you forward in a frenzy without falling over for too long. Cheers and loud noises were clear as day as soon as the two of you stepped out the doors and started running over towards the stadium. How early did these people wake up around here!? Thank goodness at least you two didn't have to worry about bumping or tripping over other people. It was a short distance, but with the adrenaline pumping and worry in your systems it felt as if you two ran a marathon by the time Gloria moved the two of you towards the double doors she had gone through previously during the Entrance Ceremony. Her sudden stomp making you stumble and catch your self clumsily on your knees and free hand as she still gripped your arm tightly, thankfully not smacking into the ground, as she skidded to a stop. Low and behold guess who was already waiting for you two? Victor gave the two of you a raised brow before sighing and reaching up to rub at his temple, as Hop chuckled and crossed his arms at the sight of you two girls.

"Slow moving aren't you, Glory?", Hop teased.

"O-Oh...S-S-Shove...o-off!," she forced out back at him between deep breaths. Letting lose your other arm. You hissed in sourness as you pulled it towards you, reaching up to rub where Gloria had gripped it.

"Where had you two been?," Victor asked frowning, "We spent half an hour knocking on your door before we left."

"I've already gone and earned my fire badge," Hop said in agreement, "The man of fire Kau is just what you'd expect. Nearly got burnt in my battle with him."

"LITERALLY," Victor added, "I'm surprised his pokemon weren't turned to ash when he barely made the second round. .....Was a very lucky close call that made him win."

"Even with my strongest team it was definitely tough- and - go .....but I still won in the end!"

"Just barely. He lost the first round, won the second, and third ended with a tie. Since no one won or lost the third round it counted as a win towards Hop as well and he managed to walk away with a two out of three win victory."

"SERIOUSLY!? How early did ya'll get up!?"

"Nevermind all of that!" Hop interrupted everyone waving a hand. "You need to get a shift on, Gloria. I bet you could beat the man of fire toooo....." He blinked. Staring right at her face seeming to FINALLY notice the swimming goggles on her face. "...Hey. Whatcha wearing those swimming things for? Afraid you'll get fire blasted at ya?"

She blinked as Victor was nice enough to walk over and help pull you up to your feet, pointing to her face. "Y'mean these? It's sobble protection."

he gave her a confused look. "Sobble protection? But Kabu doesn't have a sobble on his team."

"Not for Kabu's pokemon." She gestured to you as you thanked Victor. "I'm borrowing hers. I remembered what you said about using goggles to maybe help block the effects or their tears, so I'm tryin' it out."

Hop gained a look of surprise. Not sure if it was from what Gloria said or the fact she was using Sobble. "You...remembered t-that." He asked shyly. Yep. Def from what Gloria said.

She nodded. "Yeah. Why wouldn't I? By the way, how was the challenge?"

"Huh?" He blinked before turning an embarrased pink. "Oh uh r-right. *ahem* It went well. I mean you have to catch t-three pokemon but it's no big de-"

"WHAT!?" He blinked at her shout and watched silently as she quickly patted her pockets. "We have to catch pokemon!? B-But I didn't bring any empty pokeballs!!"

"Gloria, calm down-"

"Calm down!! CALM DOWN!?," she snapped towards her twin shouting with a look of panic, "I don't have any pokeballs on me except the ones that already have pokemon in them! How am I supposed to battle the gym LEADER if I can't make it past the gym CHALLENGE, Vic!?"

"You can borrow some of mine!," he shouted back at her.

Gloria shut up and stared at him blankly for a moment. "......Come again?"

Her brother groaned giving an eye roll before slipping the large (suitcase-) pack off himself. Silently you all watched as he brought it up and opened it before shoving his hand quickly inside for a second before pulling out a trio of pokeballs. Shoving them all at Gloria who barely managed to catch them all fumbling as she did. "Here!" He insisted already starting to close his bag. "Don't worry 'bout paying me back. You can keep 'em. But for crying out loud, Glory!! Become more prepared!"

Her brown eyes glanced between the poke balls and her brother. Looking to be at a loss for words. "I-....Uh....T-Thanks??"

"Don't thank me yet! You still have to get in there and beat him. So get to it, Glor! I know you can pass this challenge like you do every other- AH!!"

"THANK YOOOUUU!!! You're the best brother EVER!!"

Victor groaned as she hugged him before squirming his way free like a worm. "Yeah, yeah. Nevermind that now, you have a battle to win! Remember?"

"YEAH RIGHT!!......Um."

"What now?"

"You might want to stay out here instead of going inside, I uhhhh...Don't know how this might turn out."

"That might be a good idea," you commented. "Especially if those tears are gonna get BIG from Dynamaxing....But would you be able to do it without us there?"

"Yeah!...Wait." She glanced back to Hop with a slightly worried expression, "You'll still watch me from the live footage, r-right?"

Hop nodded without hesitation. "Of course we will!,'' he smiled whipping out his phone, "You don't even have to ask us. As your best rival and friend it's my sworn duty to support you in your journey even if it's from behind the scenes! We'll be here cheering you on all the way!"

"But first she actually has to go inside and do the challenge before Kabu decided you're not coming at all."

"R-Right! Yeah." With a turn of her head Gloria faced the doors before her before with another inhale and exhale, her face steeled and she started forward. "Wish me luck!"

"You don't need it!" "Go get 'em, Glory!" "Good luck!" The three of you shouted at her as the doors opened and she slowly walked her way in.

The worry feeling in your gut increased as you realized you wouldn't be watching your sobble battling within the stadium, but it might be better you all weren't affected by the giant tears if Gloria really was going to be dynamaxing the sobble. Hop pointed over towards a bench nearby where the three of you could sit and watch and you agreed, following the boys over as the cheers from the stadium was ever present. Guess the crowd must've gotten wind of another challenger on their way in to challenge Kabu. Hop had turned his rotom phone on and went to what he said was the Gym League's official website where you could find everything from past Gym leader's biographies, to their pokemon, to even content the Gym Leaders themselves posted. You could even find live footage if they currently battled anyone to watch if you couldn't be at the stadium. How convenient! It didn't take Hop too long to pull up a video turning his phone sideways to full screen as you and Victor huddle around to watch. What was shown on screen was the inside of the stadium, the many people in the stands, and an empty field. Gloria must've still been just starting the challenge presented to her. To which Victor commented it might take a bit to catch all three pokemon. So all the three of you could do was wait it out for the moment, which you did. You sat there for the longest time just staring at the phone screen mind wondering off into space as the boys chatted among themselves next to you glancing at the phone every so often. Would this really work out ok? You were starting to feel like maybe you shouldn't have let Gloria borrow sobble but you also really wanted to get home so if this really was the way she could win you were doing the right thing.....Right?

"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!!" You jumped at the loud man's voice that shouted out in what sounded like two different directions. And it kinda was, the announcer's voice was loud enough to be heard outside the stadium and came from the live feed being recorded live from Hop's phone as well. "The battle between Gym Challenger Gloria and Gym Leader Kabu shall now commence!!" The three of you quickly snapped to attention at the phone Hop held as the camera recording the live feed zoomed it just close enough where you could watch the battle at it's fullest, but also too far away to see their faces sadly. You hoped Gloria wasn't feeling too anxious. The crowd roared again in cheers as at last both the figures of Gloria and Kabu jogged their way towards the very center of the big field before stopping. Here we go. "Battlers please take your place on opposite field and face one another!!" It looked like they exchanged a few words before turning and walking a decent amount away from one another. " SET!" They faced one another. "Pokemon at the ready!! BATTLE BEGIN!!"

In a flash of bright light, both parties sent forth their pokemon as the crowd cheered. Kabu a fox looking pokemon, Nine tales if you remembered right. And Gloria her Roselia.

"Wha- Why's she using a grass type?," Hop asked confused, "Grass-type pokemon are usually weak against fire-types. Shouldn't she know the type disadvantage? "

You were confused at first too. Why would she be using a ro-...Your eyes widened remembering something from your past encounters. "....Stun spore."

"What?," he asked turning to you.

And you them as you spoke. "I bet you more than anything she's going to use that stun spore move on that thing."

...Hop's eyes widened. "Of course! Stun spore leaves a paralysis effect on it's opponent! She could that to get an edge up on Ninetales if she's able to land the hit!..If she can that is. Ninetales has the time advantage and more speed than any other nine tales I've seen. I couldn't even get passed it."

You said nothing after that and turned back to the screen as a flame thrower type move nearly hit the roselia by a couple inches. OH Crap- The battle must've started while you weren't paying attention! So far Gloria seemed to be doing ok. With a point from her form she must've been giving an order, because that roselia in all it's agility used tackle and ran straight towards the ninetales. ..!? WHAT WAS SHE DOING!? She was gonna get that poor rose pokemon hurt! A tense and cold feeling grabbed a hold of your body as the fox pokemon opened it's large mouth, and filled with the burning fire as it shot towards the roselia. A collective aw reaction coursed through the crowd and you three as the roselia....slid. That's right. SLID. The grass pokemon suddenly dropping back as it it slipped and fell to it's knees (Or you guess what counted as knees on it) and as if in a rock star pose, leaned all the way back as the fire passed above it literally inches from it's face. No doubt the speed from the tackle added in it's aid of sliding across the grassy field. As if time slowed down, the fire soon left the ninetales's mouth, and it turned it's head down towards the roselia sliding towards it at break-neck speeds. Lifting the roses on it's arms surrounded by burst of electricity, you could've sworn the fox thing gave a look of panic, before there was a flash of light as bright as a camera's flash as the roselia continued it's journey under the ninetales as it was enveloped face first by electricity. Now if you thought the corvinkight's loud cries when you crashed into it's nest was terrifying, it was nothing compared to the high pitched dog like wails that came from this pokemon really made your stomach flip. Through the static shock surrounding it, the ninetales gritted it's fangs and looking as if pain, forced itself to snap towards the roselia who stopped just behind it. And in one swift motion, in a white blur the pokemon turned and swiped at it. HARD. With a cry from the pokemon it went flying across the feild, tumbling head over heels, round and round in summer salts until finally with a thud the poor thing landed with half it's body crossing one of the perimeter lines.

"MATCH!!" The announcer's voice called back through and it honestly made you jumped by how it surprised you, too lost in the battle to notice. "THE GYM CHALLENGER'S POKEMON IS OUT OF BOUNDS!! GYM LEADER WINS FIRST ROUND BATTLE!!"

The crowd roared out again at Kabu's obviously win, and you weren't too surprised since he is supposed to be the second strongest gym leader. So it shouldn't be surprised that the ninetales was still able to move like that after Gloria's stun spore surprise. Tho you were a bit sad at her loss.

"Aw man! She totally got canned out there!," Hop sighed lowering the phone a little disappointed as both battlers returned their pokemon

Victor hummed. "Well, yes. Glory lost first round but it's not a total loss. Stun spore's affects increases the more the recipient of it moves, so it'd be dumb if Kabu forced his ninetales to battle again for the second round. It'd just be giving her a better chance at winning. So she still managed to wittle down them to an equal two pokemon each."

....Hop nodded. "Yeah! You're right. But it doesn't mean the other two won't be just as powerful."

"SECOND MATCH START!!" The voice returned. "POKEMON AT THE READY!! SECOND ROUND BATTLE BEGIN!!"

Two more bright lights appeared and the BIGGEST arcanine you had ever seen appeared before you! That thing was huge! Much better than the ones in game. And Gloria had sent out her raboot. A fire type against a fire type. They should be equaled out but you had a feeling the arcanine was the more powerful in terms of strength and skill. Gloria better have had a trick up her sleeve for this one. Kabu was the first one to make a move. As it quickly leaned his head forward just an inch and the raboot jumped a good yard back away in fear.

"That's arcanine's intimidate. Hope that raboot's not too scared."

The arcanine took a step forward the rabbot took another step back. Kabu pointed and in an instant it charged. Flames spewing from it's mouth the moment it opened it's maw and it fell. Well at least you thought it did by how fast it dropped, only to flip using it's back legs to kick off and a envelope itself in fire to perform Flame Wheel- Raboot. Charged! It's feet gaining fire with it's speed when you realized what was going to happen. Was Gloria attempting to use Flame Charge as a way to counter the Flame Wheel like back when she used her Scorbunny's move to deflect Hop's Wooloo's tackle? That may have worked out back then but Arcanine was much bigger and stronger than an ordinary wooloo! There's no way as strong as raboot was they could deflect that flame wheel....Except..Well...That wasn't what they did at all. As soon as that raboot jumped and made contact with that fire hoop of death, it was like a catapult suddenly went off under it's feet. Using the momentum of the moment that crafty little bunny used it's own fire as a shield for it's feet from the flames of it's enemy to leap itself into the air. The three of you watched in awe as the raboot launched itself a decent twenty or so feet in the air above the arcanine who had stopped and then looked up in confusion as it most likely didn't expect that. That's when it struck. With a surprising speed for being in mid air, the raboot shot back back down straight towards the arcanine. The dog pokemon in retaliation growled and opened it's maw WIDE to catch it within it's fangs at the same time as the raboot flipped, and landed a perfect double kick to the upper part of the pokemon's face. The. Arcanine. WAILED OUT!! The jerk it's head gave shoving the rabbit pokemon to the ground with a loud squeak as it hit the dirt but as quick as ever sprung itself back onto it's feet to face it's enemy. The much taller fire type shaking it's head and pawing at it's eyes.

"A Quick Attack and Double Kick combo!! How'd they do that so fast!?"

None of you had time to answer that before Gloria was already pointing at the arcanine and the raboot swiftly followed. The arcanine snarled it the approuching raboot's direction eyes closed and again went to use Bite, but with a quick side leap to the left, it easily delivered another double kick to the side of it's head. Making it recoil. And thus it had begun. Side! Back! Gut! Front Leg! Back Leg! Under Chin! Front Leg again! The raboot as quickly as a real rabbit in your world, was light on it's feet. Using quick attack and double kick over and over again to kick the blinded and confused arcanine in random places jumping over, under, around and sometimes latching onto it's fur to propel itself in a different direction from the jaws or swiping paws as it growled and blindly went after him. One time literally trying to slam it's whole right side onto the smaller pokemon before the rabbot quickly thrust itself forward under and away from the falling body before giving it a tackle to it's exposed middle in retaliation for the body slam. Using it's speed and smaller body to it's full advantage. The blinded pokemon's only saving grace was to suddenly use the order of flame wheel to break away from the small menace. Rolling fast away in a hoop of flames. You nearly choked on your own breath as you all watched in disbelief as the tinier much smaller raboot CHASED. Yes. CHASED after the spinning wheel of death faster than you had seen it run. The flames gathering on it's feet again. Another flame charge?? The arcanine stopped just a few yards away from him, flames still gathered within it's mouth as it turned, presumably to launch a strong flame attack at the smaller beast. And raboot with all it's speed and flaming feet. KICKED!! As fast as a jet streaking through the sky, a flaming rock was launched right at the pokemon's face. And connected. With a yelped and smoke going off from getting straightly hit by it, the arcanine went down.

"ARCANINE HAS BEEN RENDERED UNCONCIOUS!! GYM CHALLENGER WINS THE SECOND ROUND!!!"

THE. CROWD. CHEERED!! Ember....That raboot used ember to knock out that arcanine!! You didn't know whether to be impressed or surprised at what just happened but both the boys next to you exchanged a few cheers of their own and high fived. And you let out a breath you didn't know you were holding. Holy canoli that was tense!! ....But then you froze. Wait...If both first and second rounds were over..that meant only the third was left. And the third round was the dynamax specialty. And Gloria was planning on using... all the worry came rushing back in an instant.

"Oh no-"

"FINAL MATCH DETERMINES WHO WINS AND LOSES!! YOU FOLKS KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS!!" Oh please don't say- "DYNAMAX ROUND SET!! GET YOUR POKEMON AT THE READY!!" You could all suddenly hear the crowd begin chanting the word 'Dynamax'. Your eyes widened as, as tiny as Gloria's figure was on the camera, you could CLEARLY make out her reaching into her pocket and pull out a pokeball, her other hand coming up to her goggles. In than instant your face paled and your blood ran cold. A heavy feeling of cold settling in as you saw that unmistakable red energy gathering around her wrist band as she held your ball. Your poor baby's ball. "FINAL BATTLE BEGIN!!"

The first to make a move was Kabu as the pokeball in his hands swelled up to the size of a watermelon and with a firey look in his eyes, swiftly turned on his heel and with one arm chucked the giant thing into the air. It sored through the sky until popped open and THE BIGGEST centipede you had ever seen came forward. The ground where you three were sitting shook from the force of the giant pokemon in the stadium in front of you landed on the ground. Sending a wave of wind and rubble from the field flying in it's wake as dark reddish-orange storm clouds darkened itself overhead, making it look even MORE horrifying than it was....OH. SWEET. MOTHER. OF MILTANK!! If that thing was scary to you than it'd be an utterly drop dead terror for your poor sobble! The pokeball in Gloria's hold swelled up to the same size as a watermelon. Using both arms to lift the thing over her head, and tossed it into the air. It soared through the air and all three of you watched like you were watching a trainwreck happening. Too scared for the results but unable to look away feeling as it popped open. And your sobble made it's entrance. The blue pokemon now several times bigger than it's usual cat like hieght. It landed in the same fashion as Kabu's centipede thing did. And instantly a look if confusion graced it's face as with a montrous chirp it started quickly looking around at itself. Although that confusion quickly dashed away as soon as it's eyes laid upon the terror in front of it. It froze. Staring unblinking with that blank stare of his as it laid eyes on the centipede pokemon.

"Oh no-

Now you weren't entirely sure what move it was called that it used, but all of a sudden this giant bug thing decided to play....But this thing moved so fast in air as Kabu leaned back and pointed up at it you nearly had a heart attack then and there. It took the form of a sideways zig zag pose and gathered a great deal of fire within it's coils. The GIANT ball of flames launched in a moment's notice as it sailed out. And hit your sobble directly with an explosion. You cried out, hands coming to clasped at your mouth at the noise the water pokemon made as it connected and tumbled over. The three of you had to grab a hold on the bench as it wobbled, Hop nearly dropping his phone in process as he did. Thank goodness he didn't because you still had your panicked eyes stuck to the screen even as it shook. .......Your now giant sobble with storm clouds gathered over it's head was just laying there for a moment....before it pushed itself onto it's bottom silently, dirt from the field falling off itself as it did. He stared blankly back at the centipede-...thing for a moment....before it's giant mouth quivered. And in a flash the giant sobble threw it's back and began to cry. The loudest cries you ever heard rung out through the sobble's mouth, it sounded like someone took the world's largest bagpipes and cranked it's volume to eleven. But that's not what concerned you. Thousands of shining droplets starting floating down everywhere. And in an instant the centipede thing violently shook it's head. A loud cry of protest coming out of it.

"Holy Arceous..."

Was all any of you could manage to say at the situation as you continued to watch your sobble cry as the centipede thing continued to shake it's head and yell out. Kabu's small form on the screen even shown him using whatever towel he kept around his shoulder to suddenly smush his face against. The centipede thing suddenly dove. A giant crater forming in the field as it attempted to bury it head away from whatever was irritating it. After a moment your sobble stopped. Giving it a look as it twitched and kept it's face in the giant crater it made for itself like an ostrich, eyes watering a bit as it did. It gave a look around again but seemed to be scanning more of the stadium than the field. Most likely looking for a way out. That didn't surprise you in the slightest. What DID surprise you next was what it did next. Your. Sobble. Scowled. In the direction of the centipede thing who still rubbed it's head in the dirt, most likely trying to settle down the burning sensation of the tears it experienced before. You blinked as it gave off a montrous sound of it's own towards the other pokemon. Did....Did your sobble..The one who who dive under your arm or hide behind your head just...growl at the other pokemon?? By the end of the war cry it gave as a shock, it pushed itself forward. Landing it's hands right onto the ground as a wave of energy expelled from it. The force making crackes in the earth around the thing's buried head before blue light seeped through the depths of the earth and a geyer of blue light shook the stadium and the three of you.

"T-T-THAT WAS A SOBBLE'S MAX STRIKE MOVE!!," Hop managed to force out between holding onto the bench as everything shook.

"IT WAS A WHAT!?," You shouted back at him trying to make out the shaking screen in his hands between holding onto the bench yourself.

The centipede things wretched it's head up from the dirt and with a loud cry began shaking it frantically like a panicked snake. That was before it was attacked again of course by your sobble. A torrent of water rushed out from it's mouth the moment it was opened and hit the thrashing fire type straight in the face as it cried out. The fire becoming so bright it turned white...except it wasn't coming from the giant pokemon. The bright light was coming from the other side of the field as your sobble cried out again- The screen shut off with a beep. A flash of 'No Signal' coming over the sudden white screen. The three of you stared at Hop's phone. No one moving. No one saying anything. As the three of you just....stared at the lost signal-

"NO!!" Hop yelped and wretched his arm back in surprise as you snatched the phone from his hands. Frantically bringing it up to your painicked face as your body drawled in quicker breaths. You shook the phone within your hands and furiously tapped the screen in rapid moment before the rotom within it wretched itself from your grip with a scowl to escape your grip. "NO NO NO!!" You snapped back to Hop. "WHAT HAPPEND?!"

"We must've lost the live feed signal," Hop replied back reaching over and grabbing the rotom from mid air and bringing it back to him.

"Can you get it back?!"

"I can try, but I don't know if-"

"GYM MATCH IS OVER!!" All three of you froze to stare in the direction of the voice coming loud and clear from the stadium. ....You slowly stood up. "CENTISKORCH IS UNABLE TO BATTLE!! GYM CHALLENGER GLORIA WINS THE MATCH!!" The crowd cheered...And you leaned forward-

"OOF!!" You were yanked back by your backpack by Hop before you could fall to the ground below and you landed with a thud back onto the bench. "....Thanks.''

Hop nodded before he put the phone quickly away and stood along with Victor. "C'mon. I don't know about you guys, but I'm gonna see what happened."

You stood up quickly with a scowl. "You bet your pokeballs I'm going to see what happened! Gloria and my sobble is in there!"

There was no questions or doubts about it as the three of you unanimously started towards the inside of the stadium doors in worry for the young trainer and your pokemon. ...Except as soon as the doors opened the trio of you were stopped by some man wearing a gym suit and sunglasses. Surprise, surprise. You and Victor weren't allowed in as unregistered gym challengers. ....ARE YOU KIDDING ME!? You wanted to yell at this guy and push past him if you bloody had to to see them! And Hop looked as if he was about ready to argue in your favor as well squaring up. The only one who seemed to be thinking clearly in the situation was Victor who had to pull the two of you back to wait outside for her. You wanted to get it!! Who cares if they threw you out kicking and screaming!? You were seeing your pokemon!! Oh the irony when Victor yelled at you two it would only put Gloria's and Hop's places in the challenge in danger if either one of you did anything dumb to threaten their places. Oh....Well when he put it like that, then it did make the two of you seem foolish. But that didn't you liked it standing right outside those giant double doors leading to the inside of the gym pacing, and tapping your foot, staring at the doors in worry, mumbling to yourselves. Poor Victor standing deadpanned in the wake of your two's worried mess with a sigh. You all nearly jumped as the door opened and the slightly dirt covered girl of the hour finally came out-

"GLORIA!!" The brunette yelped as she was all of a sudden encased in a tight hug by her worried friend. "OH GOSH!! WE WERE SO WORRIED ABOUT YOU!! I figured if anyone could do it you and raboot would be the ones....But STILL!! That match had me right at the edge of my seat! I thought for sure you would've been crushed-"

"Hop! Geez! I'm perfectly ok! See?" She pried herself away from the clinging boy to make some space between them both. "I'm as fine as a deep fried curry! And I walked away with more than just my safety!" She beamed brightly as she spoke. "I got my bloody fire badge!"

His eyes widened. "WHAT!? No way! That's incredible!"

As the four of you were a little busy focusing on Gloria and worrying, none of you noticed the blue thing walking past her legs and up to you.

"WAIT WAIT!!" Hop nearly stumbled as you dove and Gloria blinked in surprise as you grabbed her shoulders in worry. There wasn't any signs of a sobble around her so it must've meant she put him back in his pokeball!!...Or at least you hoped she did. "Where is he!?" You asked in a worried tone. "Where's my sobble, Gloria?!"

......She blinked. "Oh...Ummm. Yeah about that." She gave an almost cringe as she said the next few words. "He's uh....Not exactly a sobble anymore." The three of you stared at her....A pit dropping in your stomach strong enough to make you feel like hurling.

"WHAT!?"

"No no no! He's fine I swear!," she insisted holding her hands up to your scared face. "It's just that-"

"ACK!?" Gloria blinked as you were suddenly whipped back by something heavy latching onto your backpack. It felt like someone had dropped the weight of a toddler on your shoulders all of a sudden. The three looked on in confusion as you stumbled back in panic waving your arms wildly for balance before throwing yourself forward to right yourself and grabbed your knees in a leaned over position. "What in the actual-" You paused. Something shifted on your back and grabbed your shoudler. In an instant you whipped over your shoulder to look at the thing pulling itself up onto you. And what you were met with was a face to face encounter with a frowning blue head who gave a small thrum sound at you. ............You blinked. "What the heck!?"

"Uh...That's what I was trying to tell you about," Gloria said pointing to it.

Without breaking eye contact with the thing that was half sitting on your pack half slumped over against your shoulder, you slowly stood up and pointed at it. "What the world is this thing?" To which it gave a indignified chirp and grabbed your nose. "Hey!"

"Oh hey! It's a drizzilie!"

...You looked at Hop for answers brow raised. "It's a what?"

"A drizzilie," he repeated pointing at the thing slumped over your shoulder. "They're considered highly intelligent pokemon but also really lazy ones." Another pouty chirp was thrown in Hop's direction. " I think I read somewhere that they're good at making traps."

"This still doesn't tell me where my sobble is!"

"Y/n, drizzilie is the evolved form of a sobble!," Gloria pointed again, "Sobble evolved near the end of the match! He's literally right there on your shoulder!"

You paused...whipping back to the drizzile who only moved his eyes from where it's head laid upon your shoulder. ....THIS was your adorable tiny little sweet innocent baby sobble!? It reminded you of a moody preteen. You two continued to stare at each other a bit regarding each other silently...before you asked a question. "You want food?" It immediately lifted it's head up and gave a deeper chirp noise in approval and you laughed. " Ok...It's definitly him alright. But how come he evolved?"

"Because...it's what pokemon do?? They're always evolving and growing as they go, there's no stopping it."

"....Fair enough."

"Hey." Gloria blinked as her brother gently grabbed her shoulder with a concerned look. "Are you sure you're ok?"

"Of course I am. It'll take more than a dynamax battle to stop me."

Hop laughed. "With all the badges we've earned ourselves, I reckon we should be alright even against the fierce pokemon you find deep in the Wild Area. Let's go find out for ourselves-"

"NO!!," both you and Victor screamed at once making Hop blink...And Gloria snorted.

Surprisingly you did not want to stay there any longer in fear of what else might happen to you all, so after a bit of convincing on Victor's side to Hop who was eager to go straight to the Wild Area for the rest of the day to battle and catch wild pokemon, you five just went back to your hotel. You felt entire exhausted, and not because of the extra added weight to your load now thanks to your sobble's new and maybe not so improved form. But mentally from the exhausting experience you had been put through. It...was a day you'd have to get used to but in the end Gloria won her third badge and your sobble...uh..Drizzlie was perfectly fine even if he changed a bit. So at the end of the day it was in fact a win win situation for everyone. You had felt relief when you got back to your hotel room and slid off your bag, plopping yourself on the bed with a sigh. Your new drizzile standing there for a moment before flopping itself onto you with a small 'Oof' escaping you....Yeah. You guessed you'd have to train him out of just jumping on you anymore now that he was the size of a six year old child.

"Hey, Y/n? Are you going to sleep right now?", Gloria asked curiously.

"....I dunno. Maybe,'' you answered muffled by the pillow. "Why?"

"We're getting lunch. Want me to grab you a curry?"

"......Yeah. As long as it doesn't have any eggs or tails on it. Grab me one-" Your drizzilie patted your shoulder and you sighed. "Make that two. Something tells me he's going to be more hungry from now on." Gloria laughed again and you sighed.

The rest of the day went by rather quickly in your eyes. You all ate lunch and you ended up falling asleep way earlier than usual with your drizzilie watching the three teens curiously as they ate and ended up chatting and showing off their league card collection card collection thus far before you ended up closing your eyes. By the time you woke up again Gloria and Drizzile was already up and ready to go eating what must've been the room service breakfast, but she was also kind enough to order a small stack of waffles for your hungry self. Perfect! It wasn't long for the both of you to get packed and meet up with the boys outside the inn waiting for you two by that weird mechanical elevator.

"Hurry it up, Gloria!," Hop called over waving an arm.

"We're coming! Boy how early do you all wake up?"

You were a bit cranky. Still a bit groggy so early in the morning and having to lug around extra weight on your back as your drizzilie had insisted on jumping onto your back and took residence inside your back pack. Most of his body was inside the backpack amongst your other belongings but his head and arms were thrown over your shoulders as he refused to start walking chirping in protest when you tried to reason with him and wouldn't let you put him in the pokeball so you had to get creative with a compramise. Moving all the food you carried into the secondary pocket leaving just your clothes in the main space of your pack and leaving enough room for it to find acceptable. You wondered if the reason Drizzilie didn't want to go back into it's pokeball was in fear something like what happened yesterday would happen again, being used to getting carried by now, or if this was just because of the lazy behavior Hop mentioned before?..Or maybe a combination of the three? The boys gave a couple chuckles at the sight of your new situation but stopped when you tossed them a look and changed the subject by making the elevator go.

"So. Have you two decided where you want to go next?," you asked walking up to the exit of Motostoke that lead out to the Wild Area.

Both nodded.

"Yeah. I wanna stay here for a few more days and catch some pokemon," Hop answered.

Gloria blinked at him. "Wha- But I wanted to stop by Hammerlocke."

Hop stopped walking immediately just outside of the giant exit. Making Gloria stop and blink at the bewildered expression on her friend's face. "Hammerlocke? Why would you go there? You know Raihan doesn't battle anyone unless they have seven badges."

"Yeah. I know, but it's on the way to Stow-on-side." She explained with a smile. "Bea sounds like a good challenge for me to tackle next being the fighting type gym leader. Hammerlocke just happens to be on the way there."

"Eeehhhh. I dunno Glor. I really had my mind set on taking on some wild pokemon. With a stronger team comes a stronger trainer right?"

"I...guess so..."

"'kay. How 'bout this? If you're all that dead set on going to Hammerlocke, you can go and we'll we'll meet up with you there!"

Gloria seemed not too keen on that idea for a moment but sighed and nodded. "Alright. But how are you planning on getting there?"

Hop went to answer, but paused. Gold eyes blinking widely before leaning over to the right to look behind you all. "Huh? Hey. Is that who I think it is coming this way?"

Brown and f/c color eyes followed the path of Hop's gold ones to look behind you and the three of you paused at seeing who exactly was jogging towards you all. Coming towards you in all his firey glory was the 'Man Of Fire' Kabu himself. What was he doing here? ...Oh no! Were you all in trouble with what happened yesterday!?Was he angry from your sobble-..Er..Drizzilie's tears?! Were you all going to be billed or something!? You all couldn't pay any medical bills! None of you had enough money! The gym leader jogged right up to the four of you as you all exchanged confused or worried looks before stopping in front of you all.

"Thank goodness I managed to catch the lot of you before leaving Motostoke," he stated. It..didn't sound like he was angry.

"You're the gym leader, but you still came all the way to see us off?," Hop questioned, "...Oh! I bet you can already tell that I'm the one who'll become the next champion, yeah?"

To your surprise the older man chuckled and gave a smile. "There are many trainers who never manage to gather three or more gym battles, and they just give up on the gym challenge all together. So I make a point to see off any trainers who are able to defeat me. So allow me to send you off with a proper, sporty chant." He cleared his voice as you raised a hand to say he didn't have to- "Hustle, hustle, hustle Hop! You can do it, you can do it, Gloria!" ...Gloria gave off a few giggles and you lightly kicked her foot to get her to stop. "The Gym Leaders you will face ahead are all tough opponents. But I believe you will prevail! Believe in your pokemon and keep pushing on!"

"Thanks y'all! We're gonna keep winning!," Hop confirmed with a smile and thumbs up towards the older man, "We've got too if we want a face-off in the Champion Cup after all! C'mon, Everyone!" He spun on his heels and pointed towards the exit. "Let's head for Hammerlocke!" And ran off.

Victor groaned turning to walk after him. "Not again."

You chuckled and rolled your eyes. You wish you had that much energy. "Gloria correct?" You blinked and turned your head over to Kabu who was looking at Gloria. "That was a most unexpected battle the other day. As I already said, I'll have to learn from it. But I don't suppose you'd mind telling me how you thought of such strageties?"

She beamed. "Of course! Your league card listed your pokemon and their main abilites like everyone else! So I used that info. Your ninetales was pretty fast on it's feet, so it made sense to use a move that wouldn't let it use that speed. But arcanine are built bulkier and have more muscle than a ninetales. They may be fast on their feet too, but no where near the speed of raboot or ninetales. So speed and agility would've been the way to go. And as for your centiskorch, I didn't have a lot of pokemon that could withstand it's fire power, so I had to find a way around that. A sobble's tears seemed like the greatest force to fight it."

He hummed before nodded once again. "I see. Well then I must train my pokemon to overcome your sobble's tear attack before another trainer gets the same bright idea as you did."

"Oh it wasn't my sobble." She pointed at you and he looked at you. .....Then to the Drizzile's face lazily staring back from your shoulder. "It was hers."

"I see...Well then, Miss. I'll have to congratulate you on raising such a strong water type. I have no doubt that it'll make a mighty Inteleon one day."

You smiled as your drizzile patted your shoulder. "Thanks! I think he's a good boy too. Ain't that right?" Embarrassed your pokemon tutted and looked away making the old man chuckle.

"We'll then. I shall leave you. I must be off to start training up before the next gym challenger comes knocking at my door."

"We outta get going too. I have a feeling we're in for a long trip ahead of us." .....Hey. Now that you thought about it...Your eyes widened. Wasn't there some kind of character development or a tragic event that happened to one of the characters after the player received their third gym badge??..."Yeah. We better catch up to the other two."

You managed to pull Gloria away bidding good bye to the jogging gym leader and pulled her out of Motostoke at last. Onto the dirt path leading out of Motostoke and splitting in three directions to chose from. You spotted the two boys somewhere up ahead as the two of you approuched. Hop throwing his hands up into the air pumped.

"Hello again, Wild Area, my old friend!," he shouted to the sky, "I've come back to you even stronger than before!"

"Hop you don't need to shout." Victor adjusted his pack on his back with a roll and stretch of his shoulders. "If anything you might scare away any good potential pokemon with that racket."

....He hummed. "Well I guess you have a point about that, Vic." ..He turned his head more towards the two of you girls approuching before he smiled and twisted around fast to face the both of you. "Gloria! Hammerlocke is up that way." He pointed towards where the road split off towards the left. "Got it? Over Motostoke bridge and straight on down the road a ways. And yeah, you could certainly rush there without a single detour....But now that you and I have a few gym badges, we should be able to catch stronger pokemon! So I know what I'm doing!"

" And what's that mate?" Gloria asked in a tease.

"I'll be catching myself some amazing pokemon to fill in the next page in the tale of my legend!" You chuckled at his enthusiasm.

All of a sudden your Drizzilie turned to look behind you as footsteps approuched. "Don't waste your efforts." The rest of you followed suit to stare at the figure just now leaving Motostoke as well. And your eyes widened slightly. "It's not like either of you would ever make it through the gym challenge anyway." The one who approuched the two of you was none other than Bede. The poor gave that smug smirk he always did and placed a hand on his hip staring at the lot of you. "The Champion really must have been off his rocker to endorse likes of you."

"WHAT DID YA SAY YOU LAVENDER SOAKED EYED COTTONEE FOR BRAINS!?" "DON'T YOU INSULT MY BRO LEE LIKE THAT!!" Gloria shouted and made a move to step forward but you grabbed onto her back pack to pull her back effectively also blocking Hop with your other arm as the two shouted with glares at him.

"Whoa there you two." You gave him a glare and he slowly looked up towards you the smug grin turning into somewhat of a frown. "I thought you left after collecting those Wishing Stars from the mines. Did you stay behind just to insult them? That's a pretty petty thing for you to be doing with your free time."

He didn't answer right away which made you raise a brow until he tutted and turned his head away. "I was going to leave after a day's rest here, but after hearing these two were going to battle Kabu I decided to stick around and watch the pitiful efforts of my enemies. I mean, Hop here can't even throw a poke ball properly."

You saw Hop flinch. Oh no..You remembered somewhat of him saying he practiced throwing the ball sometime during your first meeting with Leon. "Rubbish! More like you don't know enough to recognize greatness when you see it! My throws are the greatest and my bro is the finest champion the world has ever seen! I'm not gonna listen to you insult him!"

"How tiresome," Bede mutter again running a hand over his hair. "Fine. I'll battle you over there." He pointed a hand towards some trees. "Maybe that will help you finally understand just how weak you are."

Hop growled and your brows rose in shock at his sudden anger. You didn't think the ever chipper Hop could've gotten so mad. "You're on then. I know you challenged Gloria in Galar Mine Number Two and lost to her there." Your eyes widened more glancing between the two of them as Bede frowned more....So THAT'S what Bede meant by them causing him trouble. "And I'm her greatest rival. In other words there's no way you're beating me."

"All this prattle about Gloria and the Champion and whatnot. Do you not have anything of your own to show?"

"YOU BET YOUR SORRY PINK TUTU BUTT HE DOES COTTON FOR BRAINS!!," Gloria shouted giving another tug against your grip on her as she leaned forward, angry glare that could put a dynamaxed pokemon to shame, hands balled into fists at her sides. Her sudden spout of anger caught Bede off guard enough to take a few steps back from the red faced girl spitting her scottish accent at him. "I'll have you know Hop's one of the smartest, most kindest people I know! He's a bloody genius who knows all kinds of pokemon skills! 'E's like a walking dictionary of smarts that's how skilled he is! He knows more than you and me put together so badger off with your sorry excuses!! I don't see you doing anything but complain about everyone else and praise the chairman like he's Arceous 'imself!" Victor grabbed onto his sister's other arm pulling her back with you at this point. "Yet ya complain 'bout us talkin' 'bout how amazin' Lee is!? When are ye gonna step up from being a walkin' billbourd for the Chairman n' his bloody secratary and show me somethin' huh!? HUH!? How 'bout you take ya own advice!?"

"GLORIA THAT'S ENOUGH!!," Victor shouted in his own scottish accent at her pushing her back by a wide eyed Hop as she continued to glare angrily at Bede who remained silent and wide eyed at her. "CALM DOWN!! Ok!?...I'm pretty sure he's gotten the point by now."

"Oh he better!"

"Hey! That's enough now!," you agreed giving her your own frown, keeping your grip on her back pack in case she tried anything. "I think you're scaring him." Gloria paused enough to give you her own stare, as you turned to look at Bede who continued to stand and stare....before he blinked, quickly whirled on his heel and sped walked away with his hands forced into his pink coat's pockets.

"I-I'll wait for you over there! Don't keep me waiting!"

Gloria huffed, jerking her body from her brother's grip as she glared at his leaving form. "Yeah? Well he started it by causin' all of us trouble n' insulting us for no reason. The bloody cottonee born with a silver spoon in his mouth. Ey Hop?".....She rose a brow when her friend didn't answer and turned to the silent boy staring wide eyed at her. "....Hop? Are you ok?"

".....I-..." He coughed reaching a hand up to rub at his neck as he looked off. "I mean uh....That was some roasting you gave h-him back there. Heh."

"Well it's true!," she insisted pointing at him, "You were the smartest kid in school! And y'know so much about science, and history, and you can calculate math in your head faster than a calculator could. You know so much about pokemon that I know you'd be a great Champion. That's why I got so angry at him."

Hop stared at her again mouth opening a little..before sputtering on his words. "I- You- R-Really?"

She crossed her arms and nodded with a huff. "'Sides, I wasn't about to let the Mareep Head get away with smack talkin' my best friend and his brother. If he's going to bring a fire then he better expect someone to roast him back!"

He stared at her a moment longer before an unmistakable red washed over his face as he quickly looked away. "R-Right! T-T-That's what friends do after all! D-Don't worry. I'll show this wally my skills in battle! S-So..." With that he quickly turned and began jogging off from the three of you. "See you later, Glory! L-Let's meet up in Hammerlocke when I'm through with him!"

Well whaddya know!? You smiled watching as Hop scampered off in a knowing way as Victor sighed before turning to his twin. "DONT DO THAT!!"

"Do what?"

"Try to fist fight another gym challenger like yer in a wrestlin' ring! Ya cook! What would've happened if that guy told ye off to the Chairman especially after you had dinner with him in Hulbury?! You'd get yourself kicked out by him or worse both yaself and Hop since you were defendin' 'is honor like in the bloody stone ages!?" You had started to notice a pattern that the accent would become more prominent in their voices when they were angry.

"Like I would've actually tried to punch to punch him! I know better then ta throw hands and risk somethin' like that now."

Victor groaned reaching his hands up to rub at his face. "I love ya but you drive me crazy!"

"I could say the same for you too."

.....Still rubbing his temples Victor turned. "I have to catch up with Hop before they start fightin' again. Make sure she stays out o' trouble."

"I can-"

"I was talkin' to Y/n!" He shouted back making Gloria pause as he walked off....And it was finally your turn to chuckle.

With a huff she placed her hands on her hips with a glare. "Well that's just a bunch of flamin' Rapidash crap if I ever heard it!"

You nodded reaching up to rub your face, finally letting go of her backpack as you did. "He has a point tho. If you and your opponents want to have a battle then that's fine, but you guys shouldn't get into fights like that." She hummed but didn't say anything else to that. "Come on. Let's get going to Hammerlocke. I'm curious about this place."

"Oh. Then if we're lucky we might meet the selfie guy himself hangin' 'round his gym!"

"Oh boy. Can't wait to see what the big bad strongest gym leader has to show."

"I think you'll like 'em. Lee said he's one of the kindest people he's met in the industry...But there is one thing I should warn ya 'bout."

"What?"

"He's a playful teaser so he'll probably try to flirt with ya when he sees ya."

"........He's going to what?"

#pokemon shield #pokemon sword #pokemon sword and shield #pokemon swsh #pokemon piers #piers x reader #reader x piers #pokemon piers x reader

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legendofzelda4life · 4 years ago

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Crazy

Day 2 or writing oneshots until the linked universe au is updated.

Today, for whatever reason my friends found funny, we’re doing a non-platonic Time x Four fluff.

I know, sounds crazy, right?

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Four looked down at his hands. They were so much smaller than everyone else’s. Well, except maybe Wind’s but he had never tried placing his hands against anyone’s to know for sure where he stood.

The smith looked from his hands to the hands of one of his comrades.

Time.

Though, he and all his colours - especially blue - hated to admit it, he did have a small crush on the groups... leader... if you will.

Time always had a plan on how to do things. He also brooded a little but that was fine. Good in combat too. Add that all to the soft side Four had once seen, and the fact he’s the only one that knows Four’s secret, and BOOM! He has all four colours head-over-heels for him.

Silly, right?

Well red seemed to like him the most so somebody always had to stick around when red was in charge. Yes, they all acted like one person, but it was so he wouldn’t break character and spill the secret.

“You okay, Smithy?” Legend asked, walking up to Four.

Other than Time, the colours liked Legend. Not to the extent of how they saw Time, but in a friend way. He was a pretty good sparring partner to be honest.

Four nodded. “Yeah, just thinking.” He said. Legend placed a hand on his chin and nodded. The pink-haired hero looked like he was going to say something but was cut off.

“You seem to do that an awful lot around Time. There something going on?” Ah yes, Warriors. Always trying to play match maker.

He sucks at it.

“Do I? I didn’t even notice.” Four said, looking Warriors straight in the eyes.

Well... more like diagonally from his short point in the eyes.

“Break it up you two.” Uh oh...

That was Time’s voice.

Four turned slowly, making sure to keep his eyes up when looking at Time. Nobody fussed when his head dropped lower though, they all just assumed looking up that high for long made you neck tired.

Don’t get him wrong, it did. But it was also a nice excuse to... check things out?

Four what the fuck? (I’m joking btw)

Anyway...

Four looked up at Time, rather wearily, only too see him staring past Four, glaring, at Warriors.

Yeah, Legend left quickly. Time didn’t object, knowing Legend didn’t take a stab at Four, only checking if he was okay.

“Don’t fight.” Time said, walking closer to the hero of wars. The latter stared at him like he wanted to hide in a ditch somewhere. By the look of Time’s face, he’d be put there if he didn’t shut up.

Finally, Warriors looked away from Time and to Four. “I’m sorry, Four.” He said simply. “It’s okay.” He said.

Time turned around to face Four. “You okay? You’ve been sitting there for the last ten minutes.” Time asked worriedly. “I’m fine. Who’s taking third watch with me by the way?” Four replied, also asking a question.

“I am.”

This caused a switch from green to Vio. Seeing as the latter was more calm and could handle that better.

“Okay.” Vio said, mimicking green’s voice and demeanour perfectly.

After a few hours - maybe three - Four was awoken by Hyrule telling him it was his shift.

“Thanks ‘Rule.” He said, rolling out of his sleeping bag, before walking to where Time was sitting.

“Hey.” Time said. Four didn’t reply, he was trying to not freak out. Being alone with Time was a... weakness of his. Especially at night. And with all the colours talking; green, who was in charge right now, could barely focus.

“Uh- hi.” He said, slightly nervous as he sat next to the other hero.

“You okay?” Time asked, not looking at Four. “Yeah. What about you?” Time shrugged. “Could be better. If only Warriors didn’t mess around so much.” This caused Four to chuckle. “Pretty boy code.” He said with a sigh.

“You’re the only pretty boy I see.”

Four froze as those words left Time’s mouth. He felt a large headache and his vision blurred.

Blue. Green. Red. Vio. Blue. Vio. Green. Red.

The cycle, of course, stopped on red.

Four opened his eyes to see he was on the floor and Time was leaning over him. One hand on either side of his head, basically straddling the smaller hero.

Four felt himself blush furiously, ironic because his face was probably the same colour as the one in control.

“I like you!” Four yelled, quickly slapping a hand over his mouth. He removed it and looked away, cheeks still slightly pink.

“Sorry, I shouldn’t’ve said anything.” He tried to get out of the other’s grasp as he spoke. But... as luck would have it, Time had lowered himself slightly in surprise. Slightly was enough to have their hips against each other though.

Four became more flustered. Red wanted to switch out but he was, as Vio called it, ‘front stuck’. This happened when the body was stressed.

Suddenly, Time’s lips were on his. He pulled away quickly though. “I... sorry, that’s not what you meant by ‘like’? Was it?” Time asked. The hesitation gave Four the opportunity to flip them over. “No.. it’s what I meant.”

When did Blue take over? This newfound confidence definitely wasn’t Red’s.

He was holding the other hero’s hands above his head with one of his own, whilst the other hand was next to Time’s head. He was sitting on Time’s waist, meaning he had to lean forward a bit. His face was really close to Time’s because of this.

The hero below him gave a smirk that made his brain go crazy. He fell back onto his knees and clutched his head.

Vio. Blue. Green. Vio. Red. Green. Blue. Green.

Red was back in charge and immediately started crying.

“I- I-” He choked out a sob. “I’m not crazy... right?! Time?”

Time had pulled Four into a tight hug. “You’re not crazy. Just over whelmed.” He rubbed circles on the smaller hero’s back as Four calmed down once more.

Once he was calm, Four reached reached up and gave Time a passionate kiss.

“Who in the actual fucking ass!?! Is being this loud at- oh.” Wind must’ve awoken at the noise of Four’s crying. Or the yelling from before.

Either way, the youngest hero had managed to awaken everybody except Hyrule, who was on second watch, and Sky, who slept deeper than they gave him credit for.

“I was right!” Warriors exclaimed, making Legend groan.

Four went bright red and tried to hide himself against Time - who had his legs crossed for Four to sit him as they hugged. Time wrapped his arms around Four more. “Piss off Wars.” He all but growled. Okay Vio, at the least, had to admit it was hot.

“I ship.” Wild said, snapping a photo on his slate.

“Ya’ll crazy.” Twilight pinched the bridge of his nose as he spoke, turning back towards his sleeping bag.

They really were.

END.

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I never thought I’d have to write this ship but here it is...

It took so much effort to not write lime.

LEAVE REQUESTS BELOW!

REQUETS MUST INCLUDE: PAIRING TYPE/GENRE/CATEGORY (fluff, angst, etc) PLATONIC OR NOT

I WILL WRITE ONLY ABOUT THE LINKS (including the ravio, shadow, and requested characters. Will not write about whole other fandoms though)

I CAN DO READER INSERTS IF REQUESTED (no oc’s tho)

#what the actual fucking hell #hero of time #hero of four swords #hero of legend #hero of the wild #hero of winds #hero of hyrule #hero of the skies #hero of twilight #hero of wars #linkcest #nsflu

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minijenn · 3 years ago

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Keys to the Kingdom Preview 2

Since ya’ll asked so nicely, here’s a nice long juicy preview for you. Gotta put it under a cut tho because of blood/possible vomit trigger warning! If you’re squeamish to that sorta thing, just skip past the first paragraph and you should be fine. Enjoy... and don’t say I didn’t warn you... :3

Mere seconds after his dark corridor opens up somewhere worlds away from Agrabah, Sora stumbles out of it, though he doesn’t stay standing for very long. His vision abruptly blurs, his ears ringing and his head pounding as he collapses into shallow water, waves lightly lapping over his clawed hands as his portal disappears behind him. His stomach turns violently in the aftermath of using it, to the point that he quickly finds himself overwhelmed by just how sick he suddenly is. He’s powerless to hold back a brutal, painful series of coughs that ravage his lungs and leave an unpleasant, metallic taste inside of his mouth. It’s only as his vision starts to clear and his coughing starts to turn quiet that he can see the crimson blotches staining the clear waters beneath him. Blood mingled with something darker, something unnatural, something that he doesn’t get to make sense of before it all dissolves away into the sea entirely.

But really, he can’t even be bothered to care as he manages to slowly crawl his way out of the ocean. He collapses onto his back on the sandy shore, his chest heaving for air as he’s met with clear blue skies above him. Something about the air here is undoubtedly familiar, from the calming warmth it carries to the salty sweetness wafting along the gentle sea breeze. But it's only as he finds the strength to sit up and take in his surroundings that he realizes exactly where he’s managed to escape to.

He’s home.

The adrenaline his hectic departure from Agrabah had left him with slowly begins to fade at this realization. His legs are still somewhat unsteady as he struggles to stand, but sure enough, the back half of the play island sprawls out before him. And, across the stretch of sea spanning before him, is the main island. The main island, where the town he’d grown up in his, where the house he’d always lived in is, where his mother is… Where, after everything he’s been through lately, he wants nothing more than to run to, swim to even, if he has to. To be there, to be home, to greet his mother with a warm hug and sleep in his own bed and wake up to find that this has all been nothing more than a bad dream. And, with his damaged heart yearning for even some kind of comfort right now, he almost decides to make the short journey across the sea, the journey home… at least until he happens to catch a glimpse of his own reflection in the ocean before him.

His hair is more white than it had been before, his eyes more yellow. His claws seem longer now, sharper, but this time, there’s something else that’s sharp to go along with them: his teeth. Just about all of them seem to end in a point, some longer than others, but each equally as unnerving. Because by all accounts, he can’t deny that each time he sees his reflection, it looks less like him and more like a monster pretending to be him instead.

He knows a monster wouldn’t do well in his tiny village. A monster would never be welcome into his mother’s home. A monster only deserves to be alone. And now, Sora realizes as he morosely tears his sights away from the main island, that’s exactly what he is on both accounts.

At the very least he can take solace that he managed to slip away from Xehanort and Maleficent alike. And in the process, he’d left Roxas and Xion behind. He tries to shake the guilt that comes along with that thought as he begins to head to the far side of the island. There are definitely worse worlds he could have stranded them in, after all, and the other lights are bound to run into them sooner or later. Sora can only hope that they don’t end up somehow running into him too.

He has to stop as soon as he reaches the far shore of the play island. Because so many of his memories live here on this bright beach, so many of them made bittersweet now that he stands here alone. He remembers the first time his parents brought him here, the hours he spent playfully chasing his father through the shallows, the perfect picnic lunch his mother had prepared for them. He remembers exploring the Secret Place alongside Riku, their wooden toy swords clashing above the din of their innocent, childish laughter. He remembers finding Kairi on the day she’d first washed ashore, the time he’d spent showing her around and helping her feel more at home in her strange new surroundings. He remembers, tears starting to swell in his eyes, the sweet and serene sunsets the three of them had spent, gazing out across the sea, wondering what lay beyond its horizon. He remembers the stories they’d tell, the laughter they’d share, the smiles they’d offer each other in a time when the most they’d had to worry about was building some silly raft so they could pretend to set sail to somewhere else.

But now… the shore is silent. Whatever glimpses he wishes he could catch of his parents, whatever echoes he wants to hear from his friends, whatever feelings he’d been filled with in the fleeting moments they’d all been there together… they’re all gone. And in the absence of all of the things that he’s always cherished so much about this place… Sora strangely feels as though he doesn’t belong here. At least not anymore.

He doesn’t know why his dark corridor brought him here, doesn’t know what to do now that he’s arrived. It’s a rare moment of solitude that he isn’t grateful for, not here on the otherwise empty shores of his youth. He’s half tempted to call upon another portal, though considering how terrible he’d felt after that last one, that’s not something he’s keen on experiencing again so soon. So he stays where he is, awash in far too many emotions, far too few of them pleasant.

He slowly strolls up to the shoreline, his hands in his pockets as he takes in a deep breath of the salty late-afternoon breeze. There’s no telling what might happen next, now that he’s torn himself away from his friends and his foes alike, and honestly, he’s not so sure he wants to know. Not when he knows there’s so little left for his future now that his awful, final fate has been set in stone. Now that he knows what he’s ultimately doomed to become by the end of it all, no matter how much he wishes he could be literally anything else.

This wasn’t how his life was supposed to go, he thinks as he pulls his hands out to stare at his own blood-red claws. At 16, he’s supposed to be getting ready to finish school, spending time with his friends, thinking about what he’d like to do as a career, about starting a family someday with someone he loves. There wasn’t supposed to be any Keyblades or Heartless or darkness or destiny. He wasn’t supposed to turn into this, into something that he can barely even call fully human anymore, into a helpless slave for someone he’d never serve on his own volition, into someone who he barely even recognizes as himself now. He was supposed to stay right here, right at home, with his mother, with his neighbors, with Riku and Kairi. His life was supposed to be simple, but comfortable, ordinary but content. But now… the happy and peaceful life he could have, should have had has been stolen from him… only to be replaced with the endless nightmare it’s become.

#jen writes #keys to the kingdom #sora is Suffering someone please help this poor child #someone take him the fuck away from me holy shit #he has the Worst time in this chapter this is only the tip of the iceburg kids #keys preview

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justauthoring · 5 years ago

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I Don’t Wanna Die Alone [Xavier Plympton]

Request(s): I would like to request a Xavier Plympton x reader kind of angsty. So for plot I would like of Xavier and the reader had a pre-established relationship and it's a healthy relationship. They get along well and genuinely love one another. I would like the reader to get killed or seriously hurt and for Xavier to find them. Xavier desperately trying to help but knowing there is nothing he can do. If the reader is just hurt maybe he can lay with them as they hear jingles walking towards them. Thanks!

can you do one with xavier where the reader hits her head badly trying to run and dies in xavier’s arms at camp redwood. idk if you’ve watched teen wolf or not but maybe like vibes from the scene where allison died. ???

Hi hello I would like to request an Xavier/Reader fic where Xavier witnesses reader’s death, and how that affects him when interacting with reader in the camp as ghosts. Relationship is your choice but my vote is on romantic :)

Requested by: @redama

Pairing: Xavier Plympton x Reader

Word Count: 1,974

Notes: ya’ll, as much as i will always love evan, seeing an edit of this dude is what made me wanna watch ahs in the first place and i feel so fucking satisfied to finally be able to write for him lol. i literally just finished 1984 and i cannot help but write right now even tho im sick and have work early in the morning. so appreciate my dedication here :)

Please don’t plagiarize my work!

It felt like your lungs were on fire. Your body was screaming at you to stop, but your mind kept reminding you of why you couldn’t -- because if you did, he’d find you and kill you.

You just had to have a shower; you couldn’t just listen to Margaret and wait until the morning. Or at least, accept Xavier’s offer to join you. That way you wouldn’t be alone right now, running from a crazed murderer. And Jesus, you barely had time to even get dressed. Your hair was a soaking wet mop on top of your head and all you had on was your shorts and bra; the fucking asshole didn’t even give you time to put on your shoes.

All you wanted was Xavier. Part of you, maybe you were going crazy, would be satisfied dying if it meant getting to die with Xavier. Not alone. If you were going to die, which it really felt like you were going to you, you didn’t want to do it alone.

You’d tried screaming, louder then you ever had before. Your throat was raw but it seemed no one could hear you; which sucked ass. You hadn’t thought you were that far from the cabins, but apparently you were farther then you thought because there was no one coming to save you. Absolutely no one. All you could count on was your years of track in High School and pray that got you far enough that you could at least find someone.

Or out run Mr. Jingles. That’d be great to. Find a place to hide, something.

Taking a sharp turn to the right, you hiss lightly at your arm scraping against a branch. It stings and you allow yourself a moment to glance down at the now bleeding scratch on your arm before pushing it to the back of your mind, focusing your attention on your steps and where to take them. The entire forest felt like a damned maze and you were clearly lost without any knowledge on how to get to either the road or back to Camp Redwood.

You were starting to feel like you were going crazy. Insane. Something of the like. Your heart was beating a mile per minute and your skin was clammy with sweat and you just wanted to sleep. You wanted to be in Xavier’s arms, laying comfortably against his chest while he held you close.

A sudden scream pulls you from your thoughts. It causes you to halt, coming to a sudden and sharp stop as you turn your head sharply over your shoulder. You expect to hear footsteps, another screaming, something but for a moment, it’s just silence. Complete and utter silence. All you can hear is your own rapid breath and the sound of the adrenaline pumping in your veins from the absolute terror running through your entire body.

And then, it’s just faint, you hear your name. Someone’s calling out for you.

“Y/N! Y/N! Where are you! Are you okay?”

That’s... That’s Xavier!

Eyes widening with hope, you feel your lips twitching into just the faintest of smiles, thinking that if anyone will be able to save you, it’ll be him. You move to turn, your lips parting to call out for Xavier in return. However, you don’t hear the approaching footsteps or notice the figure that falls to your left. You don’t, at least, until there’s a sharp pain in your left shoulder. Your lips part, a gasp falling past your lips as you start up into the face of none other then Mr. Jingles.

He rips the knife out of your shoulder, and you stumble back in response, your hand shakily raising to fall over the wound. You glance down briefly, watching the blood pool your skin, before turning back to Mr. Jingles.

“Please...” You breathe shakily, “don’t--!”

You never get to finish your stomach before he stabs you again; this time directly in your stomach. Your knees grow weak beneath you and as he mercilessly pulls the knife from you once more, you no longer have the strength to hold yourself up. You hit the ground with a thud, a whimper leaving your lips as your vision blurs.

Mr. Jingles crawls over you, knees on either side of you as he easily pushes your head to the side, revealing your ear to him. With a almost mocking gentleness he brushes your hair back, taking the top of your ear and slicing it right off. Somehow you have the strength to scream; it piercing the silence of the forest as Mr. Jingles simply stands up, with his price, and stalks off.

He just leaves you there.

It feels like hours, but can’t be more than a few moments, you just graveling on the ground, before another figure falls next to you. You assume it to be Mr. Jingles, coming to finish the job quicker then he’d originally intended and you don’t have the strength to fight or scream or even really cry. But then warm arms are pulling you into a lap and you blink, glancing up to meet Xavier’s piercing blue eyes staring back down at you.

Except, his eyes are flooded with welling tears as he gets a good look at you.

“X-Xavier...”

“Y/N... Oh, God... Oh, God, Y/N--!”

Shaking your head, your lips part to speak, but you find yourself choking on your own blood, it pooling around your mouth. Your body jerks in response, Xavier desperately attempting to apply pressure to your wounds but you know it’s useless.

You raise your hand, settling it over his own with a shaky determination. Your action pulls his eyes on you and with your eyes glossing over, you smile up at him. “I... I love you...”

Your body falls limp in his hands then.

“Y/N... Y/N, Y/N, wake up!” Xavier finds the words pouring from his lips, unable to think rationally as he desperately tries to shake you back awake. But, of course, nothing words. And eventually, he ends up just pulling you close, curling you up against him as a sob breaks past his lips.

Montana finds him moments later.

“Xavier, we have-- oh, shit, Y/N! No, no, no!”

Finally pulling his gaze up, Xavier meets Montana’s gaze through a blurred vision. “I was too late,” he whispers, voice a raspy imitation of how he normally sounds. “He got to her before I... I couldn’t save her...”

Montana’s lips part to say something, but she finds herself speechless. Her heart wrenches at the thought of you dead, given that the two of you had always been close, and she’s never quite seen Xavier so... helpless. She wants to say something to comfort him, but doesn’t know what. And seeing you, lifeless in his arms, hurts her just as much.

However, before she can dwell on it much longer, the sound of keys jingling echoes.

“Oh, fuck!” Montana curses, pushing herself up to her feet desperately and latching onto Xavier’s arm. “Come on, Xav. We got to go. We got to go!”

“No, no!” Xavier cries, holding onto your body tighter. “I’m not leaving her here.”

“We have to go!”

“I’m not leaving her here!”

“Look at me, look at me!” Grabbing Xavier tightly by the cheeks, Montana pulls his gaze sharply on her own. “Y/N wouldn’t want you to die like this, okay? She’d want you to live! She’d want you to survive. We both know it!” Breathless, Xavier stays silent, unable to argue with Montana. “So, we have to go!”

One glance down at you and Xavier knows she’s right.

Shakily, he eases his grip on you, setting you gently back on the ground and moving to stand up. However, before he does, he slips his jacket off, placing it over you as to cover you the best he can. “Okay,” he whispers, voice broken. “Let’s go.”

“You’re gonna have to talk to me eventually.”

Xavier stays silent, back turned to you as he stares out blankly in front of him.

Sighing, you shake your head, daring to take another step forward. “We are stuck here for eternity, Xav.” You remind softly, continuing to walk forward more and more. You don’t stop until you’re directly behind Xavier, making sure he can’t run off like he has all times before. You’re desperate for him to finally face you. “You can’t just ignore me.”

“Why do you even want to talk to me in the first place?”

Jerking your head back in surprise -- at both the fact that this is the first time Xavier’s spoke to you since you’d woken up from death and his actual words -- you blink at the back of Xavier’s head. However, soon enough he’s spinning to face you, his eyes finally meeting your own as he shakes his head at you. You find yourself also surprised at the tears in his eyes.

Gathering yourself, you shake your head; “what’re you talking about?”

“You died!” He calls out, causing you to furrow your brows. Huffing, he clarifies himself; “you died because of me.”

Lips parting, you move to respond, but find yourself unable to. Is that what he thinks? That he killed you? He must’ve lost his damn mind because you know for a fact that it was Mr. Jingles who killed you. The fact that he actually blames himself... you feel your heart twist uncomfortably, shaking your head desperately as you reach out for Xavier. He only steps back from your touch causing your arms to fall by your side helplessly.

“Is that what you think?” You whisper, never tearing your gaze off his own. “Xav, you didn’t kill me... Mr. Jingles did.”

“I let you go off on your own! I... wasn’t quick enough!” Inhaling sharply, Xavier wipes at his cheeks desperately, trying to hide the tears that profusely fall down his cheeks. Then, he gathers himself enough to utter one last sentence, a broken whisper. “I didn’t protect you.”

You step forward, reaching out for Xavier. This time he doesn’t pull away, shoulders slumping as your hands move to cup his cheeks, shaking your head repeatedly. “You did protect me,” you whisper, “you always did. And I didn’t die because of you. I died because of some pathetic man. I ran off to have a shower, I didn’t let you come with me... So, please,” letting your thumb stroke his cheek softly, you smile up at him. “Just... kiss me.”

Xavier’s resolve slowly falls with each word. By the end of it, his tears have halted and he finds himself stunned by your forgiveness. He finds his hands reaching out for you, desperate for your touch as his hands fall on your waist, pulling you flush against him.

“You want me to kiss you?”

“I’ve never wanted you to kiss me more than I have now.”

A smirk crawls onto his lips and slowly but surely, Xavier leans down, pressing his lips against your own. The kiss is short, chaste, but it means everything to you. Able to hold Xavier like this again means everything to you. Your arch into his touch, your hand sliding up the back of his neck as you moan into the kiss, Xavier returning it with just as much ferocity.

It’s been so long since you’ve been able to kiss him like this.

Pulling back, Xavier leans his forehead against your own, breathless. “I’ve missed you...”

“Well,” you smile lightly, leaning back to meet his gaze. “Like I said, we have all of eternity here... You’ll never have to miss me again.”

Xavier’s faint smile turns into a grin.

“I like the sound of that.”

Let me know what you thought?

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asterekmess · 4 years ago

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S3A - E1

Okay, instead of making like massive reblogs of thoughts as I have them for the episodes, I’m gonna just make a massive bullet point list that I’ll add to throughout the episode, so you get One post per episode instead of “Like all nine million of them.”

I put Read-More’s because I care.

Thoughts (of which I have far too many):

I’m in the first ten seconds of the fuckin episode. Why the fuck is Braeden electrocuting Isaac? Like, look, I wanna like Braeden. I have issues with her entire moral system, but I still wanna like her cus’ she saves Isaac. But...how am I supposed to do that when the literal first thing she does is electrocute my boy??? He’s knocked out, not DEAD (not that that’s how shocking someone’s heart even Works) and it’s not like she needs to trigger the healing process. He’s already got Gaping slash wounds on his chest. He’s hurt enough. ALSO. “Be quiet”?? R U Serious? You’re electrocuting him. YOU try being quiet with fucking jumper cables on your chest.

The CGI...is so bad. Oh my god. What the absolute fuck. it looks like Sharkboy & Lavagirl. And why aren’t Ethan & Aiden’s claws doing anything to the bike?

I AM CONFUSION. If the twins don’t have to take their pants off to do the Transformers shit, why do they have to take off their shirts? Can...can I just skip that? Make the big bad werewolf wear an ugly hybrid of two of their stupid ass sweaters? Or do Ethan and Aiden really just like being shirtless that much? (I wouldn’t put it past them)

What is with Braeden and the electricity?

The writing in this show, what the fuck? “I thought I told you to hold on” EXCUSE ME, ma’am. He literally just passed out. His bad I guess.

Guess who has to add the anti-scott tag to this now? Anyway, I hate that Allison’s bit in the intro is her kissing Scott and then drawing the bow. Like, they’re broken up. They don’t get together in this season. Why are they kissing in the intro? That had to have Totally pissed off Scallison fans.

There’s my boy, holding up lizard tattoo designs. Pls tell me he took a pic and sent it to Jackson with the caption “It’s YOU.” Like, yes, way too soon, but man it’s fuckin funny.

This tattoo artist is a good-ass salesman. However, p-sure he’s not a good-ass artist if he had to wrap Scott’s arm up That badly. Like...they have stuff for that. Fuck, the one I got on my ankle, they used SaranWrap and Tape. Just needs to be kept out of the open air for a bit. You don’t need like eight layers of gauze. I do feel for Scott tho. That tat probably cost him like $50-75 before the tip. Oof.

Eyyy, time to be salty. Ya’ll know I love Allison, but does it get any more clear that she totally bailed on everyone after the warehouse? She went to France! She doesn’t even know what happened to Jackson after he got cured. ALSO. Lydia says “Derek taught him the werewolf 101.” Not Scott. Derek. XP

Lydia, honey, leave Allison alone. If she doesn’t want to go on the double date, go alone and make it an orgy. Fun, right? Wait, no. Don’t. You’re 16. Don’t do that!

When exactly did they “agree to give each other the summer”? She said “I’m breaking up with you.” he said “I’ll wait” and then she cried into her dad’s arms. Like...why didn’t we get to see this apparently incredibly important conversation? (maybe because it didn’t happen??)

I fucking LOVE the “I’m just gonna say hi. HEYYYYY! You know....they probably didn’t see us.”

The most horrific thing about that moment was the bad CGI.

I WANNA POINT OUT how cute it is (in a like, sad way cus’ she’s terrified) that Lydia is close enough to Stiles now that she immediately goes for his side and they like insta connect with the eye contact. Not in like a Stydia way, but like, they’re close. she trusts him and goes to him when she’s scared, even though he’s human and you’d wonder if she shouldn’t go to Scott instead, since he’s the werewolf.

SCOTT WHY ARE YOU TOUCHING THE DEAD DEER. Your ability to smell chemosignals/sense emotions has nothing to do with touching. Stop poking the dead animal.

Wait, WHY is there a full moon in that shot? The full moon isn’t for like a week! I COUNTED.

...what? Why the fuck does Braeden think Scott’s an Alpha? Why tho? Like, seriously? WHY? He’s not an Alpha yet. Nowhere near it. And if she knows bc Deaton told her (i think he was the one who hired her) then shouldn’t she know he isn’t one yet? IF SHE KNOWS that she can tell Melissa abt werewolves, WHY doesn’t she know that Scott’s Melissa’s son? Where is the LOGIC?

Scott’s morning routine is giving me Legally Blonde vibes. ~my perrrfectt dayyy, nothing standing in my wayyy~

I can’t tell. did Allison get highlights, or straight up dye her hair brown?

This sweet moment between her and her dad. Yes. Pls.

I will admit, I like getting to see each of their mornings.

Lydia...who are you fucking? Honey, you’re sixteen. Why isn’t whoever the fuck is in bed with you also getting ready for school? What.....the fuck?

Completely different Beacon Hills High School set. I really can’t blame the writers for that.

Wtf Davis? You list Erica and Boyd as being 17...since when? They’re supposed to be entering their Junior Year of high school. They would be 16 GOING ON 17. ANd what the hell do you mean Erica’s birthday is August 16th? She said in the last season that she’d “Just turned 16 a month ago” that was Spring semester. ???? Come on, guys. Seriously. Writing 101, getting to know your characters. I don’t know anyone writing a novel who doesn’t know the exact birthday of their characters. Plus, they cut 2 in. from Gage Golightly’s actual height, while adding an inch to Sinqua’s (according to google, which isn’t always reliable) Whatever. Boooooo.

Uh...that principal was threatened by the Argents. Victoria herself promised to torture him if he didn’t resign. Why does he look so surprised by the fucking sword in his office? For that matter, why is he at the school at all? He KNOWS the Argents attacked him. This should cause problems!

Honestly, Lydia, I love you. Like, go for it. Nothing wrong with not wanting to date and just wanting to have fun. My issues stem from YOU BEING 16. Yes, teenagers have sex. But this is ridiculous. Why is there so much sexualization? I knew a grand total of like....two teenagers who had sex at 16? and like one who did at 15 (which they say in canon she and Jackson were banging before her birthday). Like, it’s not nearly as common as y’all are making it out to be. Knock it off.

WHEN DID MELISSA MEET ISAAC PROPERLY? WHEN did that HAPPEN?

....so why didn’t Derek answer the phone? They literally never explain? He shows up, so...why didn’t he answer?

I’m SO InCredibly Disturbed by Jennifer having everyone’s phone numbers. HOW? In What Way is that REMOTELY appropriate? WHY did no one question it? Why didn’t STILES or LYDIA question it?

So tiny, bugs me so much. He didn’t turn his phone off. He turned his screen off...is it that hard to have him do the right one?

uhhh. Werewolves can smell other werewolves. Wanna tell me why Isaac can’t tell a werewolf just walked in the room? An ALPHA no less?

why TF are Kali’s iris’ and pupils so fucking massive?

So...what was the deal with the birds? Don’t they say later that Jennifer like summoned them? So they aren’t from the Alpha pack scaring animals? And also, how would the Alpha pack be scaring animals if they’re like, in the middle of town? They said in S1 that “wild animal sightings are up” like what 75% or something? “As though something is scaring them out” but that made sense, bc we knew Peter was running around in his full-shift (it’s a fucking full shift, it’s just fucked up) in the woods. But these Alphas aren’t, they’re integrating. So is it Jennifer that the animals are afraid of? Like, does she have sPoOkY aura or something?

More bad CGI.

WHy is no one responding to the woman stumbling around in nothing but a hospital gown?

ONCE AGAIN. Werewolves can Sense Werewolves. SCOTT you sensed Isaac in a BOYS LOCKER ROOM. DUKE IS RIGHT THERE. WHT THE FUCK?

angry smoker doctor “Why don’t you wheel this joker out of here?” “I’m gonna go smoke” Grrr

Sir. clearly your mask wasn’t tied on appropriately. it shouldn’t just Fall Off when you touch it. there are Protocols! STOP THE SPREAD. also, someone wanna tell me why none of these alphas can keep their claws in? A lil flashy flashy red eye would’ve done the trick just fine.

Okay no, seriously what the FUCK is up with these contacts, you guys? THEY”RE MASSIVE???

Ugh, can I just *swoons* “I’m an Alpha!” slice “So am I.” That is just so fucking smooth. Woo. I feel so safe ohmygod. PLUS. Derek KNOWS Ennis. I can’t imagine how satisfying that had to be.

Uh, Derek, honey. You’re Isaac’s legal guardian. You can just Sign Him Out of the hospital. With clothes and everything. What are you doing?

Honey, what do you mean the county took it over? If they were gonna do that they’d have done it six fucking years ago. Unless you gave it to them, it’s still yours? I did the research. Like HOURS of it.

What do you MEAN there’s a magic healing herb that helps with Alpha wounds? Since when do Alpha wounds need extra healing, I thought they just took a lil longer? ALSO why is it growing INSIDE your house???? SCOTT. Isaac is fucking UNCONSCIOUS. Can your tattoo fucking WAIT A MINUTE?

I have so many questions. WHY does Braeden know who Allison is? If Lydia’s immune to magic, WHY is Braeden able to bruise her? WHY can Braeden DO magic? and WHY is Chris allowed to take Lydia out of school?

ALLISON you had Geometry LAST YEAR why are you holding a GEOMETRY BOOK??

ohhhhmygod, Derek. Derek. DEREK. Your eyes are pretty on a normal day. That little Blink and ruby reds thing? Ohmygod. I just. I wanna take a picture and just stare at it BUT. how tf does this whole red eye thing work? You can see in the dark....but now you also have x-ray vision? You know, I could believe it was thermal vision...maybe? If Scott was still healing for some reason maybe the tattoo would be brighter? Otherwise I have no idea what is going on.

BUT SCOTT”S NOT 18??? He’s Still fucking 16, or even 17, but not 18. WTF? He needs parental consent in the first place (i should’ve mentioned this in the other note abt the tattoo)

uhh...seriously? When someone breaks up with you and tells you not to talk to them anymore...why do you need a reward for doing as they asked? Like, yeah, you’re sad, I feel that. But making it a ‘reward’ sounds kinda weird. You know what makes it really easy not to text the ex that doesn’t wanna talk to you? Delete her number.

WHY THE BLOWTORCH? SOMEONE WANNA EXPLAIN? Peter’s not covered in tattoo from when he was literally burned alive, why the FUCK would a blowtorch create a black tattoo on Scott’s skin?

DEREK. HONEY. Why would Stiles be able to hold Scott still??? Scott’s a werewolf.

All this bullshit to explain away Posey’s tattoo that he got. Like, damn dude, we all like tattoos, but you have a job that needs bare arms on the regular. That was kinda rude.

Where did braeden get clothes? I forgot to ask.

uhhhh. Ephemeral might technically work in that sentence, but that’s still really awkward.

WHY THE FUCK DID YOU DESTROY HIS DOOR? YOU FUCKING ASSHAT. And WHY the instant fucking grr face? “why’d you paint the door?” uhh, leave him alone? He can do what he wants? It’s his house? Also, don’t get all fucking rude about the alpha pack. He told you it was a rival pack.

KALI. PUT SOME FUCKING SHOES ON. JESUS.

Why exactly does Scott see the symbol and INSTANTLY put together that it’s got anything to do with the Alphas or the animal attacks? Where is the logic jump there?

What exactly was the POINT of popping your claws if you were gonna kick her in the face???

UH, Melissa? Why didn’t you tell Scott that there was a whole other person with Isaac?

What is with the face touching, Duke? I’ve never known a blind person who actually wanted to rub their hands on my face to ‘find out what i look like?’

Really not a fan of all these weird jumps and camera angles with the awkward reflecting.

WOah WOah. Allison gets to PAINT her APARTMENT? Wtf kinda BULlshit is that? My landlord won’t let me do that. Rude.

I know they’re imprisoned and it sucks, but they’ve been there for four months, they had to have gotten bored. Do you think they broke into any of the security deposit boxes to see if anything was left behind?

Last thoughts: They really went for it with this episode. I have plans to change a lot of it. Hopefully I can mesh the changes with the general plotline.

#personal #TeenWolf-Rewatch #anti-scott mccall #for safety reasons

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crookytails · 4 years ago

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here it is! a list of frankie facts nobody asked for that i'm providing anyway!

his full name is francis morrison but NOBODY gets to call him francis. NOBODY.

rush does it sometimes to mess with him but he's the only one who's allowed...

lots of tattoos! rush had them and rush was his Role Model so he just.. got a bunch to be lowkey matching with his idol lmao

met rush when he was like 14 or 15 (he's 24 at the start of the game.. a baby) and has been with him ever since. hadn't been captain of security for long before the train incident.

like the twins and carmina, he grew up in a post nuclear apocalypse world so he doesn't know anything different. can't relate to the older generations when they get nostalgic about how things used to be.

his motivations for "making things better" and "rebuilding" is really just him following and trusting rush. in reality he's used to and accepting of how the world is and he knows he can survive in it because he's resourceful. like if rush decided to become a bandit, frankie would 100% just not question it and follow him like ok this is what we're doing now. it takes pastor jerome to adjust his moral compass, really make him reevaluate why he's doing the things he's doing for prosperity, and make him actively want to help people. but he could easily have ended up being a highwayman, he's just lucky he fell in with the right side first.....

his parents were out the days the bombs fell and so his nanny took shelter with him in the bunker they had at his house. he never found out what happened to them

totally complains that the highwaymen have a cool aesthetic and prosperity doesn't

frankie: we look like hobos >:(

rush just glares at him

frankie: not me tho. but some of ya'll... i'm embarrassed

kim: wow, really?

ksjdks pure what are thooooose energy

when he sees new edeners in their leathers and furs for the first time he's like "wow.. a group that dresses worse than ya'll... " carmina just punches him in the arm

starts believing in god (and joseph 😳) when he gets the powers from the apple. plus all the weird visions joseph/the bliss show him. also thinks ppl exaggerate when they tell him about what the peggies did before sldjfk... yeah... not that he joins them or follows joseph, but he's definitely not against them. and definitely doesn't kill joseph. the judge (ash) does :-) and that's that on that

#i love my idiot son #frankie morrison

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c-t-r-l14 · 11 months ago

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I'm just gonna make my own headcannon real quick.

Dontis is definitely the type of guy to be calmly angry. He doesn't scream, or yell, or curse at people. He doesn't get violent because that's simply not in his nature. He'll speak to you in an even tone, and his voice would be low and flat.

But you can definitely tell when he's at his wit's end with you —because the entire vibe of the room changes. An unsettling, eerie feeling that fills the air, and suffocates you as you try so desperately to breathe. And the most scary part is that you don't even know what's coming next.

The only way I could describe is that very uneasy feeling you get when you're in a relatively calm, and quiet place in a horror game. You're looking over your shoulder every two seconds, and you're staying vigilant because the last thing you wanna do is to be caught off guard when the enemy comes out.

You can hear the venom behind that calm tone as he speaks to you. And you can see the displeasure in his eyes.

I feel like seeing Dontis angry would be a very frightening sight—-and its not even because he's calm about it; but because the whole vibe of the room is thrown completely out of wack when he does. I'd imagine that it'd even make Xanthus a little scared.

To cool off, I think he'd go on a long walk, or sit in a park. Take a few deep breaths, and enjoy the scenery in silence.

After he's had time to cool down, he'll definitely try to talk to you and try to see your perspective on things--and will make the effort to work things out with you. Unlike some people.

All I know is, if you somehow got DONTIS to be angry at you —then whatever happened between ya'll is YOUR FAULT. 'Cause how in the 7 circles of HELL did you get the most kindest, forgiving, and empathetic soul in ALL of the SAKUVERSE upset with you??? Whatever you did must've been deliberate--because Dontis doesn't get angry easily at all.

For god's sake, he found a way to befriend and fall in love with the hunter who LITERALLY tried to take him OFF the UNITED STATES CENSUS‼️ Hunter listener literally tried to put my man Dontis on a shirt and he STILL found a way to be understanding and forgiving‼️

Whatever you did, you better be sorry. And knowing Dontis, he will still find a way to forgive you, even if you don't deserve it.

BONUS:

It's a quick sketch and very messy, but this is what I'd imagine how he'd look like if someone were to piss him off. I have a headcannon that Dontis is a little over 6 feet tall, so he already has a very imposing stature, but him being angry on top of that makes him all the more intimidating.

(I tried to make it look like he's staring down at you but I suck at perspective and just drawing men in general. I hope ya'll see the vision anyway 💀)

#sakuverse #zsakuva #dontis zsakuva #sakuversefanart #sakuverseart #ya’ll see the vision tho right?#he angy #i love Dontis bro

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everythingkpop2x · 5 years ago

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Can you do a SKZ reaction when their friend kisses them or something thinking they liked them back but they don’t? If that didn’t make sense I’m sorry I’ll try to resend a better worded one

` CHAN ´

You've known Chan since the 8th grade after moving, he was the first person you met and became friends with. Not to mention the huge crush you devolved on him. You both were now in your college years and that crush hasn't gone away.

One day while studying, you thought you'd be brave by kissing him but sadly Chan only seen you as a little sister\brother. He would polity turn you down, trying to be gentle as possible as the last thing he wanted was to hurt you even more.

He would feel really bad about the whole thing but mostly he hated that he felt like he was going to lose a good friend because of it but he knew that it was better to let you down than to lead you on just because he was scared of losing you as a friend.

` WOOJIN ´

A lot like Chan, he would be as nice as he possible when rejecting you but that didn't stop the tears. He would feel really bad and guilty as he hated seeing so down. He would try to talk to you but you ended up taking a week off of classes.

When he finally did see you, he'd apologize one more time but you both decided that you need a little time apart so you could try to move on from your unrequited love.

However,as time went on, your feelings were degressing and you didn't feel nearly as heartbroken every time you seen him. You two end up becoming close friends again as the time went by.

` MINHO ´

You were never super close friends with minho, you only knew him because ya'll had the same friend group but this didn't stop you gaining a small crush on the handsome male.

You and the gang had been watching a movie when it all went down, you were in the kitchen, getting some popcorn when Minho came in. You both ended up talking as you waited for the popcorn and Minho was pouring soda into eight different cups for everyone. You always had a feeling Minho liked, despite not being super close.

You guys were just talking but it was like his eyes were mastic as you started into them and the next thing you know, you're leaning in and your lips met. Minho would take a second before pulling away, not sure where the hell that came from. "y\n.. i'm sorry but i don't feel that way about you.." "oh... um.. I should probably get going." before he could respond, you bascially ran out the door.

Let's just say, things in your little friend group would be awkward for a good while after that.

` CHANGBIN ´

It was a late friday night and like any cliche college student, you were at a frat party. You had been completely wasted and everyone knows that you do stupid shit when you're drunk, like kissing your close friend that you have feelings for.

Changbin was a little startled as it litterally came out of nowhere but he figured that it was simply because you were drunk and that you weren't thinking clearly. He ended up taking you home but through out tue car drive, you were bascially just confessing your feelings. He wouldn't mention until the next day when you were sober, asking if you meant any of it

You had pretend that you had no idea what he was talking about and that you most have most your marbles while drunk because there was no way you liked him but the truth was that you did in fact remember almost everything from last night, including the part where he mumbled to himself " i really hope this is the alcohol talking. i really don't to hurt you. "

After that, things went back to normal or at least Changbin thought so but whole time you were just pretend it wasn't killing you to be around him

` HYUNJIN ´

You and hyunjin have always been close and like hyunjin actually thought he liked you. You see, hyunjin devolved a crush on when guys were only 10 and as the years went on, nothing really changed. Well.. until that day..

You decided that you were going to confess since you had a feeling Hyunjin also had a crush on you. When he answered the door, he was glad to see you. " i have something i need to tell you.." But it seem like the words just wasn't coming out So you did the next nest thing your mind could think of, you kissed him.

Hyunjin always thought of what the moment would be like, to kiss you but it seem a lot less underwhelming then he expected. He wasn't sure how to respond because he thought he liked you but now he wasn't so sure. He felt if he actually liked you that there would be more fireworks but he felt nothing

You had been surprised by his lack of a reaction. " Hyunjin? Are okay. " but no response. " I thought you liked me.." Finally the male gained his voice back. " i thought i did two.. but i think i was wrong. I'm soo sorry y\n" " It's okay, you can't help what you feel." Was all you said before walking away, the tears starting to fall once you were a couple hours down. Being the sensitive boy Hyunjin was, he probably would probably cry himself after seeing you're heartbroken face. he hated that he hurt you.

` JISUNG ´

Maybe if majority of your friends hadn't kept telling you that jisung had a crush on you all these years than none of this would have happened. you always told your friends that they were crazy but why would they sll say jisung liked you if he didn't? not to mention the small things he would do, like finding any excuse to touch didn't help with thinking he didn't have a crush on you.

You guys had been at his house, just messing around lile always, you guys ened up having a tickling fight. You had been underneath him as he showed you no mercy. It wasn't until things had started to claim down that you noticed the position y'all was in and decided to be brave. You had leaned up and planted a kiss right on his lips.

Jisung would instantly just freeze, having no idea how to react or what to say. Once you pulled away, you quickly noticed the surprised look on his face " jisung? Aren't you going to say anything? " you questioned after a moment of slince. "i um.. you.." he wasn't sure what to say because he didn't want to hurt you but he also couldn't just lie to you either.

"i'm sorry.." Was all he could get out and you instantly understood what that meant. You quickly pushed him off you and ran out the room, ignoring him calling after you as your vision was getting blury from tears froming in your eyes. You felt like a compete idoit, you should have never listened to your friends.

` FELIX ´

Who wouldn't have a crush on the cute australian boy? he was caring, funny and had cute littlw dimples. It also didn't help being around him all the time, you were bound to fall for him but sadly he didn't feel the same.

You had ended pulling him aside one day after classes and had confessed your feelings. Felix eyes woild widen because even though people always claimed that you liked him or y'all would make a couple, he always thought you guys had more of a sibling relationship. He thought you felt the same way but it seemed like you weren't the only one that was wrong about the other's feelings.

"I'm sorry y\n but i see you more as a sister\brother.." He wasn't sure what else to say as an awkward silence filled the area. " oh.. " " we can still be friends tho? Right? " Felix asked because even though he didn't feel the same, he couldn't imagine you out of his life. He still cared about you. " Yeah, of course !" You said if a fake happy tone before quickly saying a bye and heading off to your next class

You two were never the same afterwards, only ever talking when needed or a small "hey" in the hallway but that was it. you're friendship was basically over, depsite agreeing to still be friends.

` SEUNGMIN ´

Seungmin use to have a crush in you back in freshman year but figuring it was hopeless as you had a boyfriend\girlfriend, he decided to move on. His feelings ended up fading as time went by and he started dating other girls\guys as well

it's now senior year and you both happen to be single at the time. You don't know when your feelings for Seungmin started exactly but you'd take a guess around the very begining of junior year or maybe that was just when you realized your feelings

It had been graduating day when you decided to confess as high was basically over and it was time to start a new chapter in your life. "Seungminnie, we're going to be going to college next year and who knows if we'll ever see each again so i figure now would be the best time to tell you... I like you." You stated and instantly Seungmin could feel his world crashing down. If only you had told him that during freshman year. " I'm sorry but i don't return the feeling... I'm really sorry" he said trying to be as gentle and nice as possible. He felt horrible about the entire situation, especially since he had hurt you.

"It's okay. We're about to head off into new adventurers, who knows what the future holds." you stated before giving him a small kiss on the cheek. "Goodbye Seungminnie." and that was the last time you ever seen each other amd now you currently in your second year of college. it was hard at first but it got easier as time went by.

` JEONGIN ´

Poor baby is confused and conflicted. Hewould litterally have no idea how to react because this is the first time he's ever been in this position. He didn't want to hurt and starting to see you get teary eye because of his lack of a responds, he ends up just blurtting out " no, you got it wrong ! I do like you !"

He would feel so conflicted through out the entire two weeks, debating on what he should do. He didn't want to hurt you but he also felt bad about lying to you. He would end up going to one his hyungs for advice which they would tell him he has to come clean, no matter how hard it was

It would take a little bit but he eventually got the words out. " i need to.. um.. tell you something... I.. well.. I don't know yo say this... I just don't really feel the same way.. I'm sorry." " but i thought you said you liked me back? " " i didn't want to hurt your feelings but i realized that pretending would only hurt you more.. "

You both would just feel awful about entire thing and jeongin could feel his eyes starting to tear up after realizing he had the opposite of his intent, hurting you even more.

#kpop reactions #stray kids reactions #straykids #stray kids #bang chan #lee minho #kim woojin #seo changbin #han jisung #felix lee #kim seungmin #yang jeongin #kpop #boy group

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alpxcamin · 7 years ago

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By Your Side

Requested?: Yup ^^

Words: 3.3k

Group: Nine Percent

Member(s): Justin

A/N: I tweaked the request slightly, not that much tho. I really love Justin ya’ll like you don’t even know and being the same age as him makes him so much closer, yet he’s still so far away ;-; Hope you guys enjoy this one!

Today just isn’t your day. You had received bad test grades from three different classes and you didn’t bring a lunch or bring any money to buy food. Justin and the others were all gone for practice and weren’t at school, leaving you all alone. Just as you thought it couldn’t get any worse, it started pouring when you stepped out of the school halls to go home. You didn’t bring an umbrella and you were drenched head to toe.

Shivering, you quickly slide into the Yuehua building. You hastily greet the receptionist before running to find the boys’ dorm. Luckily, Justin had given you the key when you started dating so you unlocked the door and quickly ran into the bathroom, avoiding getting anything wet.

After locking yourself in, you take off all your clothes and hop into the shower. Turning on the water, you let yourself cry. You begin sobbing as you quickly wash yourself, but eventually calm a little when you step out, drying yourself with Justin’s towel. You pull out a pair of clean underwear from your backpack which was thankfully still dry since it was stuffed deep down in your bag. Luckily, Justin always left extra clothes in the bathroom for some reason so you slip on his t-shirt and sweats.

You briefly dry your hair a little before dragging yourself into Justin and Chengcheng’s room. Plopping down onto Justin’s bed, your tears spilled out again and you wrap Justin’s blankets around you, hiding yourself. You quietly sob under his blankets, thinking of all the possible ways that things could go wrong. Justin’s scent usually calms you down right away, but today you really just needed Justin himself.

You try to stop your tears, but nothing was working. Sad thoughts kept invading your mind and the tears continued to roll down your face. You were stuffed under the blanket moping and didn’t realize the boys had come back. You didn’t even hear the room door open so when you heard someone whispering, you immediately become silent out of shock.

However, you can’t help but to sniffle and you hear some shuffling, but you refuse to show your face. You bury yourself deeper into Justin’s sheets and you vaguely hear Justin’s voice.

“Go away, Chengcheng. I’m gonna talk with y/n,” Justin whispers to Chengcheng and you hear the door close.

You cover your face as you feel Justin peel his blankets back. When he sees you curled up and crying he immediately hops into the bed, scooping you up onto his lap, and pulling the covers back up over the both of you.

The two of you sit in silence for a while. You enjoy Justin lightly stroking your hair, kissing you here and there. You close your eyes and eventually, the tears stop as you listen to Justin’s heart steadily beating. You wipe away a few stray tears before weakly calling out your boyfriend’s name.

“J-Justin…” you mumble, voice shaking.

“Y/n, do you wanna tell me what’s wrong?” Justin whispers, his tone as soft as ever.

“I just had a really bad day,” you hiccup, not wanting to burden him with your problems.

“Hey, it’s okay to tell me. I know ranting helps you,” Justin continues to stroke your hair.

You hesitate a little before crying again, “I got failed three tests today and they were my three worst subjects so I’ve just messed up my whole grade. I also forgot to bring a lunch, but I didn’t bring any money either so I didn’t eat anything. Finally, you guys weren’t there and I thought I could just merrily make my way here, but NO! It started pouring just as I stepped out of school.”

Justin silently listens to your rant, never stopping his comforting stroking. He wipes away a few tears, but they just keep coming. Suddenly, a loud clap of thunder strikes and you jump, hiding deeper into the covers. You feel Justin’s grip on you tighten and he gives you a quick kiss on the head, patting your back lightly.

Normally, you aren’t afraid of thunder, but today you were extremely paranoid. Luckily, Justin had come back now and you begin relaxing as he pats you rhythmically on the back. You cuddle into Justin’s chest, breathing in his scent.

“Justin,” you whisper, “Can you just talk? Just say anything...I just wanna hear your voice.”

“Of course,” Justin chuckles a little, already lightening your mood.

You press your ear against his chest and you close your eyes again. You listen to his soft voice, feeling his chest vibrate a little every time he spoke. He’d occasionally laugh at whatever he was saying, making you smile.

You feel yourself slowly falling asleep, Justin’s soft tone lulling you to sleep. He continues to pat your back lightly and you snuggle into him, enjoying the warmth of his body. Soon enough, you fall into peaceful sleep, bathing in your boyfriend’s warmth and scent.

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“Shh! You’re going to wake them up, idiot!” someone harshly whispers.

“Turn off your ringer! That was so loud,” someone else groans and you hear a smacking noise.

“Ouch, you didn’t have to hit that hard!” another person cries out but is hushed by everyone else.

You peek out of the blanket and open one eye. From your blurry vision, you barely make out the other boys, seemingly taking pictures of you and Justin with their phones. You groan a little and snuggle closer to Justin, your movements waking him up.

“Get out, get out!” Justin shrieks when he notices the other boys.

You hear them scramble out and you chuckle a little. Justin carefully peels away the blankets and sits you up against him. He looks at you worriedly and you smile a little, giving him a small kiss.

“Are you okay now?” Justin asks.

“Now that you’re here I am,” you rub your eyes.

“Then did you sleep well?” Justin gently moves a few stray strands of your hair away from your face.

“Yeah, thank you, Justin,” you pull him into a hug.

“I’m here, okay. I’m sorry for not being at school yesterday...I should’ve been there,” Justin begins, seemingly getting a little nervous.

“It’s okay. You were busy,” you reassure him.

“I just...I,” Justin hesitates.

“What is it?” you ask, curious.

“I love you, y/n,” you see a small blush appear on Justin’s cheeks.

“Oh,” you gasp, eyes wide.

“I realized how much I really want to protect you when you were crying last night. I realize how much I want to be with you. I want to marry you,” Justin looks down, rubbing the nape of his neck nervously.

“I…” you are a little shocked, but pleased.

“Look, you don’t have to say it now, I just really wanted to,” Justin waves his hands around, rambling a little.

“I love you too, Justin,” you shut him up with a kiss.

When you pull away, Justin is dazed, but his expression gives away his excitement. You giggle a little and lean in and lay your head against his chest. He wraps his arms around you and you do the same.

“I want to marry you too, Justin. Thank you so much for everything and I want to take care of you too. I really love you,” you smile shyly.

“Good, because you’re going to be stuck with me for the rest of your life now,” Justin laughs.

“As long as I have you, I’m good,” you giggle, pulling away.

The two of you sit in bed cuddling for the rest of the morning before realizing that it was still a school day. Both of you quickly change and scramble out of the house. You were late and it was still raining outside, but it was okay because Justin was by your side.

ignore the caption lol

~Admin Liz ♡

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dukeofishgard · 6 years ago

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This is an add-on to the ask from here which was about a secret journal/diary. I decided it’d be a fun... writing exercise to write out an entry from said secret journal. So this is actually the very first entry he ever wrote in it!

Just as a forewarning, this involves a lot of presumable trigger warnings. Blood/Hallucinations/Injuries etc etc, juuuust a warning. Anyway, this also reveals some things from Duke’s past that... really nobody icly, nobody actually knows about. Specifically A Person that nobody knows about I hope ya’ll... enjoy reading it? It’s really sad tho, I’m sorry. If you like Duke, you’ll probably be a bit sad reading this.

[The date is faded from this entry, but if one can make out the last remaining vestiges of ink - they would be able to discern this was written around the Sixth Astral Era, long long ago.]

Four months... It's been... four months... since they died... and four months since my agony at their deaths led me to seek what lies at the bottom of Witchdrop. But where others met their deaths... I only met my Sins who kept me company those long four months as I so pitifully crawled my way back to the bitter cold of Coerthas. I can still feel how my spine splintered as I fell against the cold ground- how my skull caved in and bones broke skin, splattering my blood against the untouched snow beneath my crumpled body. How it excited the voidsent that lurked amongst the darkness... and yet they never once bothered me. Perhaps they recognized me as one of their own? Am I one of them? What manner of monster have I become that not even Voidsent would touch such a seemingly easy prey?

Perhaps it was Them, that kept the Voidsent at bay. I was not to be the prey of those monsters, but instead the prey of the my Sins, awaiting to judge me. First it was the two of them that came to judge me... my beloved Minette and Alitte. How fitting they would die and be taken from me on the same day - the two who I had found together, huddled in the bitter cold of Coerthas and who I sheltered and loved as though I had born them from my own seed. "Father... Father why aren't you here with us? We miss you, it's so cold... and dark where we are..." One moment they would be the children I raised so lovingly, their faces full of youth and childlike happiness- then the next twisted with age, snarling at me in rage.Their flesh rotting off their faces, falling into the snow so I could see the bones of their jaws work as they shouted their hidden confessions of hatred towards me. I thought I could cry no harder than I had the day they passed, but as I crawled to a nearby crevice to shelter my broken body - I felt my throat begin to rip and bleed from my sobs.

Perhaps, I thought, I was simply more resilient than most. Perhaps I was to give myself the finishing blow to end my misery. It took a week before I could have enough control over my fingers to wrap them around the blade I had in my belt, and another night before I could bring my shattered arm up to bring the blade against my throat. As the knife cut into flesh, and I began to gurgle out what I believed to be my last words- I thought to myself At last, I can know peace. "How foolish are you? Know peace, after what you did?"

I did not wish to open my eyes, I knew that voice - a voice that resonated so deeply inside my heart even after such time had passed since I had said goodbye for the final time. I knew that there was no possible reason I could be hearing that voice at that moment, that it was surely another punishment to torment me in my final, dying moments. And yet, my eyes betrayed me- opening up to see him standing before me. Wearing the dirtied and rotten rags of the beggar he had been forced to become. And yet he how angelic he still looked to me - those blue eyes glittering with that same mischief I fell in love with.

It was all I could do to reach out a hand as the blood spilled from my mouth, trying to babble out my regrets, my sorrows... to weep in front of him and beg for forgiveness so we could be together in death at last. "Suffer for me. Suffer for me as I suffered for ten years in a jail cell for you. And for what? What were your words to me? 'Leave me. I love you no longer?' This is a pittance compared to the anguish you caused me." As tears began to spill down my face, he crouched near me- and at first I thought he was to be as tender to me as he once was. That he would wipe the tears from my face, cradle me as he did so long ago. Forgive me, I begged in my mind, I thought I was protecting you by turning you away, my love. But instead of forgiveness his face twisted to that of disgust, of hatred, "She may have pushed me... the one who caused my neck to snap and my blood to be spilled. But you killed me far before she ever laid hands on me, didn't you Lucien?" I wanted to scream, but all I could was stare in horror at the phantom in front of me - feeling my eyes bulge out of my skull as I bled out. And yet still my misery would not end. How long did I stay conscious? Watching the man I loved, the man I forced to his death - taunt me for my failure to protect him? Etienne, oh my beloved Etienne... can you see me weeping even now as I write these words? Will you ever forgive me for those words I spoke that day? The words that would lead you to despair, and lead you right into her trap? Even if you could... how could I ever forgive myself after seeing your broken and shattered body carried back to Ishgard? And knowing it was her rage with me that forced her hands to shove you to your doom? ...I've been given eternal life and I do not think even in eternity could I ever repent for what became of you... [...] I woke up some time later, though I have no way of telling how long I had been mercifully unconscious. Days? Weeks? Months? Who knows but the Fury herself.

When I awoke, I was alone at first. Just myself and the ever lurking presence of the voidsent that called Witchdrop their home. So not even this will end my misery, I thought as I sought to grasp the knife I had used to slit my throat. The wound had not yet completely closed up, but the bleeding had stopped and the skin had begun to itch unbearably. My wounds from my fall, they too had begun to miraculously heal- bones knitting back together - my skull was no longer caved in and digging into the flesh of my brain. I cannot stay here then. I will not find my peace amongst the ghosts that linger in this hell. "You don't wish to stay with us Father?" "You turn your back on me, again Lucien?" "...What a disgraceful son... how selfish and unrepetant to live on while we suffer in Hell." Please. Please. I want to be with you all, I cried out, fingers digging into the snow and dirt as I began to drag my broken and defeated body through the darkness. "Never." Never? "You will never be with them, my love. My beloved. My one, my only. You belong to me. To me, and only me. And you will never know peace, you will never know the love of another. How could you? I did this for you, so you would know that you shall never be happy unless you are with me. Shall I show you, my beloved Lucien?" I tried to shut my eyes, to block out the vision. To block out her, the harbringer and mastermind of the misery in my life - who even in death was now ensuring my continued suffering. "Daddy!" How cruel of her to use them. "Daddy please!" Blood... so much blood... she was slitting their throats in front of me. Her black eyes glittering with madness as she shoved their corpses in my path, their dead eyes staring at me accusingly as I screamed into the emptiness of the chasm. Please. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. "Lucien, I loved you... I loved you and you said you loved me, please. Please, you can stop this. If only you had just-" More blood. Those beautiful blue eyes that once drowned me in love, empty and dead. Blonde hair stained red, lips moving as he took his last gasps of air, speaking only words of spite and anguish. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I loved you, I always loved you. I just wanted to protect you. How was I to know? "Have you had enough yet, my dearest? How many shall be ripped from you before you repent?" Never. Never. "Never? Oh, but we have eternity my love..." It felt like an eternity crawling back up the path back into the wilderness of Coerthas. I collapsed against the snow, barely able to even breathe as I lay there. My body was parched, a desolate waste of a man. Around me circled wolves, waiting to see if I would I die and be easy pickings for a good nights meal. It took every ounce of strength in me to push myself up- pulling free the bloodied dagger from my belt once more and aiming it at one of them - striking it in the neck where it collapsed, twitching in the snow. The others scattered immediately, running to hide among the trees as I crawled over. I am ashamed to admit what I did next, but I had no other choice but to tear the flesh from the creature to slake both my thirst and hunger. I wept as I ate, feeling disgust as I watched the animals white fur become matted with blood. What have I become? I gorged too much, and quickly became ill- expelling the contents from my shriveled stomach back onto the snow, and wept once more at the waste. A waste of a beautiful creature. Perhaps it would have been better if I had been the meal. I am not sure how long I laid there until a patrol from the nearby camp found me. At first they believed me to be dead until I managed to form the words to beg for help. As they wrapped me in blankets to bring me back to Ishgard, they informed me how long I had been missing, and asked what had happened. Thankfully they took my blabbering as that of a malnourished sickened creature, and heeded none of my explanations. And now here I am, a week later and writing it down for no one's record but my own. They say it is Halone's blessing that I survived both the fall and the weeks of being alone out in the wilderness. But it is not a blessing. It is a curse. I should be dead - my children should have been buried after me. And yet, I look nothing as they did on their deathbeds - decrepit and old. I look as youthful as I always have... and why? Why do fatal wounds heal as though they were simply a minor nuisance? Why have I yet to age like my comrades? To die like them? It is these questions that torment my mind, and the words she spoke in Witchdrop. While I believe the others to be phantoms of my tortured mind... the way she spoke, the way she appeared seemed different. Though she is as dead as the others... her words somehow were... clear... hinting at something... I thought back to the day she died. A pitiful creature she had become- a woman who once was a sought after beauty- turned into a rabid husk of a woman. And yet, she seemed oddly at peace with her own death. As though she knew something others did not. I thought her last words were nothing, just the mad words of dying woman but now I...I... fear they were more... "Death cannot keep us apart, Lucien. I have met Death and he has no claim over either of us any longer. Ours is a love that cannot be pulled apart... You are mine, now and forever." The words of a dying, obsessed woman, I thought. After these words I am free of her hold forever. ...I am beginning to think I was horribly wrong. What did she do? I wonder. That could make a man's body refuse death's welcoming embrace? The first night I felt well enough - I stuck a blade through my chest. I felt it pierce the flesh of my heart, watched as the blood bubbled out of the wound and felt myself drift off... but it was only moment later that I felt my heart beat again - same as it always has. I am a man that cannot die. I thought as the knife clattered to the floor. The longer I stay here, the more I am haunted by the memories of those that have left me. I cannot stay here any longer. Every hallway I walk in, I can hear the laughter of my children. The roses I tend to, remind me of the love that once shone in his eyes. I cannot stay in Ishgard. I shall leave, and search for some manner of death to take my soul. If it takes a hundred blades piercing my body I shall endeavor to make it two hundred just to be sure. My only companion shall be the pages I am writing on, I fear for anyone who comes close to me. I am a wretched monster that must be purged, and I will not allow others to be tainted. Signed. The Duke Lucien de- [the rest of the name is far too faded to be discerned.]

#ffxiv rp #balmung rp #the duke #Sad RP stuff #people tend to assume Duke's like mentally sound cos he's a nice person #and they tend to gloss over the fact that he's a thousand years old and has been unable to die #and has been forced to watch countless people he loves die #his mental state can best be described as carefully walking a tightrope between sanity and insanity

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