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adoregojo · 3 months

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1967 ➡︎ isagi.y x reader

IM ALIVE!! YAHOOOOO!! btw i have an exam in a few hours, and here where my sudden passion for writing comes back. anyone enjoy this isagi x reader fic here. btw readers gender is unmentioned.

something was always missing from isagi yoichi's life.

the symbolizes dull blue man remains in his place, examining the disgustingly rich guests passing him with the priceless cologne reeking to his lungs and everywhere making it impossible to ignore and trying to not block his nose holes was a challenge itself.

it was in the fact that he didn't want to be here, the urge to isolate himself eventually loses against his duty. being a man, a soldier who was protecting nothing but the greediest class poor excuse of a human beings.

Isagi would've like to say he was one of hundreds who excepted this job, but he wasn't unfortunately. more like he was pushed into it so his so called comrades could take a free ride out of their job.

he let out a breath, it was just to guard the gate until the show ends, right? he'll just go with the flow for now. like he always does.

half of the shows were ridiculous if you ask him, what was so funny about a man beaming his loathing into dark jokes, isagi could never get the rich humor, not like he ever wanted to. he was sure half of these laughs were focused on and he couldn't find it in himself to even spare a smile.

the other display was a musical performance, a tribute by a group of people spreading imitation melody his ears were abhorrent by. this song was so dusty he couldn't believe that some actually clapped for that. affluent were easy to impress, he guessed.

and for the end and final play was about to begin, and finally he'll be done with this crap and leave this stump of a place. go to the bar and have a drink or two will do that,,

there he could see a somone who was he could guess in is age on the stag peeking nervously behind the curtain, clung to it for your dear life. he couldn't get a good picture out of you nor your face before the show started,,

you took a deep breath in and out, something you do every time to keep yourself at bare minimum of sanity. peeping through wouldn't hurt, but it hits so hard how countless of people were there caused you sudden stomach aches.

the worst part that all of them came out obviously disinterested! not even paring down a glance to the stag you were gonna stand up at in the next six minutes. you were in you twenties and feeling this anxious should've been in the past, well guess old habits die hard.

you told yourself that your were here to give off a show that non of these cheap moneybags that'll never escape one's mind.

even if you felt your soul leaving your body as you step out to everyone's eyes judging from your body to your face and appearance whole, fighting the urge to melt out of humiliation was strong yet you were far capable.

it was now or never.

a dose of confidence washed over you as the music played, it was meant to be a soothing melody that made the audience feel the pure emotion out of every movement you made.

this was your life, to dance. not for others, but for yourself. humans were nothing but just the witnesses to your purpose of existence. this is where you felt alive, closing your eyes to the endless void that grasped you tightly than any other creature could.

guiding the tips of your feet in it meant placement of the dance, where the gravity is losing against you and floating was viable. where no one could tell you what to do with the occult place you rot into.

let them see since that'll be the only thing they can do.

this wasn't like anything isagi saw.

it was not about the music, the audience, it was about the person who managed to take his heart and soul to their performances. every movement made his heart swirling in endless fondness.

he couldn't take his overset eyes off, he couldn't find it in his heart to even blink 'cause if he did so he'll miss it and it'll end before he knows. the depths of his obscure soul felt pure something you only feel when you watch people on the big screen yet it lifted your heart to it.

isagi's mind doesn't process the fact that the melody was long gone and echoing sounds of clapping and cheering were unheard, this is where the world, the universe itself were at a halt.

you raised up from your bowed state. something called, it was begging you to turn around and spare it a glance. and you did unintentionally, there you were meet by the most beautiful set of an eyes adoring you ceaselessly.

you were sweaty and definitely had a few flying out of place locks, but that man tenderly gaze embracing you says otherwise. out of all those people, out of them all he outshined them.

yet the locked eye contact doesn't last, it had to end before you had any chance to talk to him. to even approach him before being dragged out.

well, isagi did end up at the bar he wanted to be in. and it didn't feel this empty before. caressing the glass of hallway wine with his thumb, until he sees his sad reflection on then persuades to hide his face in his arm's elbow. he looked like an old man grieving over his youth. and most of all he felt hopeless.

isagi was mostly selfless, putting others needs over his. but this one time he felt like this is what he needed the most, what his heart yearns for and you were taken away from him in a brief second.

maybe if he wasn't so damn busy memorized he would've managed to move his legs instead of rotting in his place while watching you go.

and what the worst of this all was the so little chance of meeting you again was making him go insane! and above all you were gifted and so, so dazzling and isagi was just.. him. a guy that was way beyond where you stood, just watching you should be a blessing itself.

but that wasn't it, this feeling of deep despair all he wanted was to run back to the stage and look for you. this weirdly strange passionate about someone he just saw was foreign.

all this thinking was making him a madman, ruffling his hair in frustration.

"need a company? looking a bit lonely."

a bit taken aback, isagi's shifted towards the voice. oh, oh. oh fuck, it was you.

he could faint right here and now.

you could faint right here and now.

shit- you couldn't get a grip on approaching the guy, the same guy that you kept thinking about all day living in your head rent free. you were real smooth with your words, weren't?

to be surprise, the man was quite popular. being one of the famous men in his squad, and basically a man of a noble while you were just you, a dancer who travels around the world to achieve your dream.

you figured his name was isagi, isagi yoichi. you burned that name over your head. trying not to call him by his name, to try it out sliding down your mouth. but he would definitely see you as a creep, especially for looking around asking about him.

meeting him again had to be a miracle itself, at first you didn't even want to take a step towards his path. but seeing his drink his sadness away, and deep down you felt if you don't take a step he'll float away forever.

and now he was was sitting there while staring at you aimlessly, did you say something? a bit seconds before he finally spoke. "oh- yeah, i mean sure if y'know, you wanted to. no pressure." isagi stuttered.

you sent him a pleasant smile before taking a seat beside him, as you asked for a cocktail. the heavy feelings of the isagi's eyes pouring on you like he could believe you were actually there. you were glad that the man wasn't drunk yet.

"drinking a lot tonight, huh?" you said, dragging him back out of whatever dreamy place he was in. just then he quickly fixed his posture, it was cute, you thought. he looked like a dork as he cleared his throat.

"i think this is my last one." isagi says, pushing away the glass to get potty over you instead. "um, your performance. it was.. amazing."

"glad you like it, you also did a good job in guarding me." you laughed a bit, it a nervous one since this man words held so much more of a meaning in them you just couldn't handle such words as a little of red creeped into your cheeks.

"psh, it was nothing worth mentioning. i was just standing there while you were, just so breathtaking."

"really?"

"really, really. I couldn't stop staring." isagi cooed, rubbing the back of his neck bashfully. his eyes remained away from you as he said these words, he really hoped they sounded genuine as he felt and not come out as a creep. to his surprise he heard you chuckling, and if it wasn't the loveliest thing his ears are hearing.

"you're just so charming aren't you, isagi?" you didn't even realise the name slipping out, it felt so natural like you were the innate one to chime it.

isagi eyes widen, your rhythmical voice flow which captivate his emphasis of a soul over you. this spark swirling around his entrails making his breaths at halt. when did he become such a nervous wreck? yesterday it was isagi history of spurning the slightest hints of getting in a relationship, due for him finding it difficult to let his feelings flow freely. and the missing flicker was now found by someone who spoke his name once, and he couldn't find his heart to stop pounding so rapidly.

"you know my name?" he somehow managed to let out despite the regarding fact the air ran out from his lungs, yet it came out breathlessly.

you rolled your eyes playfully, "you're kind of popular around here so it wasn't so difficult to find out." said you, twirling the straw of your decayed cocktail, you glance back to see the man huffing a small laugh. he utterly and completely handsome with that carefree smile that you felt like a teenager girl with her silly crush.

"and it's, yn. if you were interested." you added.

if he was interested? like hell he is, the man was down on his knees if that meant getting to know you. fuck, he was so interested that he could drain his soul for you to tell him everything you please. but truthfully, putting a name to such a pretty face felt like a piece of puzzle was getting connected to it perfect place.

"interested? i am honoured i must say, miss yn." isagi had no idea he had this kind of sappy side within him, especially when he made you giggle coyly, and all he can feel is his heart racing. what was he? a teenage boy going all giddy with his crush? he blamed you for making him feel this young again, and damn if it didn't feel good to feel this bloom once again.

and before you even realise it, it was time to end this bright moment. peeking at the clock, you had another show tomorrow and it hits you like a rock. isagi had his own magic to make time go by the blue. standing up slowly you faced the face of a confused man, "i must take my leave. i have a show tomorrow night, and it was lovely talking to you isagi yoichi."

part of you felt dumb, the man was probably just lonely and he'll soon forget about by the day. as much as loving you felt next to him, you were no mind reader to see how he truly felt. you wished you weren't so bad with these things, especially when the wave was telling you that the man ahead of you was a man of a name. how could all your confidence wash away with a small tear of thought.

you could feel the disappointment taking over the soldier's face, as if his face was begging you to stay longer even for a brief second. you were gonna give in, but honestly, would he have approached you if the roles were reversed?

you didn't even let the man finish his sentence before walking fast out of the bar, suddenly the air was suffocating and you took a deep breath. and here it was again, the black void sky hinted by the stars with the moon outshining it. a wave of air hits you making you shrivel, perhaps it was the cold, perhaps it was the shallow you felt.

you wished would turn around and see him, running after you. but what did you expect from this, were your standards truly that high? you were a traveler, you shouldn't connect your heart with anyone's. soon you'll be leaving and be left heartbroken just like every other person did.

what now? you were just standing in the middle of a bar, cold and shivering. that was stupid, you should just go home and get drunk to sleep.

"wait! lady yn!"

you falter at the voice of isagi, did he actually came? were you imagining this? turning around, and in fact you weren't imagining a thing. it was actually isagi huffing and puffing for air, he actually ran all the way here, he ran after you. with his hands on his knees. a last breath before he met your eyes, and all you could think was how his eyes could take over the sky itself.

for a while he just stood there awkwardly, like he doesn't even know why he ran here. before he took off his black coat, taking a hesitation steps towards you. gently warping it around your body, the man handled you so steadily like a you were made of glass he could break by any wrong move.

you grip on the warm fabric, it was slightly bigger than you and so, so balmy. it felt like a hug. you glance back at the man who was staring instantly at you, you felt hot under his strange gaze, like he was eating you whole. you couldn't help but shrinking yourself. quickly he jolted back to his usual self, coughing there and there trying to hide his embarrassment.

"it's cold outside, take this to keep you warm." said isagi, avoiding your face with all costs. you nodded your head. trying to calm your raging heart.

you watch as isagi take a final breath, like he finally decided to what to say next. "um, if you like. i could be your guardian at your next show. whatever it is, I'll be there by your side." he spoke firmly, this time he stood bravely. like a boy confessing his feelings.

you don't know why but you found yourself laughing, laughing so hard you had to cover your mouth. this is what you wished for, the one you waited to follow you whatever you go is standing right in there. a one that'll held on to you for the everlasting. your wish to perform with your most loved one by your side was no longer a beyond reach dream but a meant destiny.

"you have to take me out to dinner first, mister isagi yoichi."

you see as a beam draw it way to isagi's face, you spoke the words he couldn't. he took your hand in his gloved once, it was a perception fit, the missing piece of puzzle, pressing his lips lovingly against your cold knuckles, "only if you wouldn't run away this time, miss yn ln." he chuckled.

and here where your life was completed

have a nice day everyone! wish me luck for my exam ;)

#blue lock x reader #bllk x reader #blue lock #isagi x reader #isagi yoichi x reader #yoichi x reader #isagi x you #isagi x y/n #isagi yoichi x you

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thegreenthepeacetheorange · 5 months

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Everlark (Catching Fire, Ch. 19-20)

it's so funny how paranoid katniss is over finnick in these chapters. like she is ready to shoot him any time he's near peeta. and peeta stepping in between katniss and finnick to stop this. then her thinking finnick is kissing peeta. she is so funny

i actually would love to know what finnick said to peeta when he went to get him at the cornucopia

i mentioned the kiss that everlark shared in the last chapter, their only private kiss in the trilogy, and i really think it was a turning point. because i don't think katniss speaks about any of his kisses in terms of 'acting up the romance' for the cameras since.

let's talk about peeta hitting the forcefield

of course katniss panicked when she couldn't hear his "strong and steady" heartbeat. the fact that she is so used to his heartbeat.

(as an aside, i wonder what the capitol audience were thinking watching the victors continuously saving each other from harm and even sacrificing themselves for others in this QQ, when they're expected to let their worst survival urges take over. in their eyes, finnick absolutely didn't need to save peeta. he was as good as dead but he went out of his way to resuscitate him. i wonder how that played out)

katniss, who has been so paranoid about finnick so far, leaves her weapons in the dirt to go to peeta once he's conscious. she's so tender with him, brushing his hair back from his forehead. this and handholding is their thing.

she is crying out, sobbing. her nose is running and she has to "mop" the tears off her face. she is an emotional wreck. like completely over-riden by the fear and shock of losing him. idk how some people can still say she didn't love him and saved him for XYZ reasons. this is not the reaction you have to someone dying who was just a friend you thoughjt was a good person that deserved to live. his survival is so personal to her. she legit would've lost her mind if he had died here.

finnick realising katniss loves peeta before she herself does. classic. like he went into this thinking it was whole act and then he's watching katniss lose her absolute mind over peeta possibly dying and he's like... wait... is this fucking play about me and Annie?

katniss once felt like she'd never stop owing peeta for saving her and her family with bread and now she feels like she'll never stop owing finnick for saving peeta. the chain reaction of everlark.

katniss's whole mind is preoccupied with peeta. is he okay, how is he coping, promising him she won't be gone to hunt for long, going back when she does because she knows he'll start to worry about her. it is so adorable. her every action is tied to peeta.

#everlark #peeta x katniss #katniss x peeta #katniss and peeta #katniss everdeen #peeta mellark #catching fire #the hunger games #tgtpto everlark read

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wispythreads · 3 months

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Me, taking a teeny tiny peak into Saccharina Frostwhip's tag out of curiosity: maybe I'll just see a teeny tiny spoiler, no harm, just a hint of the relationship between her, Ruby, and Amethar improving...

Literally the first post talking about Saccharina specifically: "Rewatching A Crown of Candy had reminded me how much I hate Saccharina."

Me: ( ･᷄ ︵･᷅ )

Granted they then went on to talk about how well-written/roleplayed this character was, how if we had followed along her storyline the whole time instead that 'of course we would be on her side' in this tension between the "reunited" family, so on and so forth (it is a good post, I am just not reblogging because the core of it of "I personally hate her but she is a good character" is pretty antithetical to how I feel, and I also disagree that she's SO focused on receiving the love of her father and half-sister that she's unable to recognize the love and acceptance she's received from her cousins and a loyal knight of the family)

I'm just over here pretty surprised that this is a supposedly large audience reception Saccharina had when A Crown of Candy was still the latest in the batch of Dimension 20 adventures? Enough so that her player got hate for it? And was a feeling so strong that it holds out even upon rewatching it?

As far as I could tell watching everything going on, EVERYONE had reasonable feelings about the situation.

The only reason she was able to survive in that orphanage, grow as strong and powerful as she was, is because even as the nuns tried to burn it out of her Saccharina held onto the fact that they were wrong, that she had a father out there who would love her and want her.

Of course she's disappointed when her attempts at being friendly and sharing camaraderie are rebuked. Of course she's hurt when, after all these years dreaming of finally having a home with the people she came from, the lineage that gave her the gifts that brought her so much joy and misery at the same time, they react coldly towards her, suspicious of her, either keeping their distance or, as is in Ruby's case, being openly hostile.

And of course they are. I truly believe that if they had met before the events of episode 9, Amethar would've swept Saccharina up into a bear hug, unabashedly giving her the love she'd always dreamed of. But he had just been stabbed in the back by his best friend of 20 years, who had also been revealed in the same moment to be the cause behind his sisters' murders. He had just lost the daughter that was most like him, that reminded him so much of his sister Rococoa. He's already made the choice that he needs to harden up, become cold, if he was going to keep Caramelinda, Ruby, and all the people who trusted them and helped them alive. He thought he knew who Calroy was, and trusted him, but he didn't. And it cost him too much. He definitely doesn't know who Saccharina is, and he can't afford to lose anyone else.

Ruby is a bit harder for me to judge, as I think there still might've been some rivalry/resentment(?) through their connections to magic and Lazuli, but I don't think she would've been anywhere near as aggressive over this revelation before losing Jet. Because she's not just dealing with the death of her sister, or even the death of her other half. She is dealing with being the reason why Jet died, at least in her own mind. Jet, for once in her life, showed hesitance in acting bold and brash, didn't want to follow up on the letter on their own. Ruby, who usually is the one following Jet's lead, took the reigns, and now one of them is dead. She only lived because she ran away and left her sister behind to die. And now the universe turns around, says, 'Surprise! You've got a new sister now, and she's bursting at the seams with magic,'?

Both of these characters wear their hearts on their sleeves, and as great as they are with their strengths, they've already shown they can be terribly immature as one of their faults. These things are not Saccharina's fault, but it is what they're dealing with and end up projecting onto her while literally everyone else in the party openly accepts Saccharina into the group, and she accepts them into her found family of marauders in turn.

Saccharina notes how the former king, queen, and bastard princess reacted towards her, and what is her immediate response? "Ok. They don't love me. They don't even like me. Maybe I can try to avoid them hating me by at least being useful. By at least not being an inconvenience."

And that is what she sticks by while talking to them for so long, occasionally throwing out a line to test if maybe they could still end up liking her, that she could still have that family she's always dreamed of, only to hit their walls and instantly reel back to at least being useful, without really knowing why the wall is even there. She tells them she's disappointed, of what she had hoped for, but not in a tone blaming them, angry at them, its almost as if she can't help letting it slip out through her diplomacy as she appends it again and again with her hopes she can at least be useful. She tries over and over to make it clear that she only sees the throne as a tool, one that she doesn't really want but one that she needs, and at the same time tries to offer herself to the Rocks family as the same thing. A tool that can be at least needed, if not wanted.

The rest of her hurt? She confides to her found family. And even then, as she voices to the marauders about her frustration that the Rocks don't want her, that she doesn't know why she keeps trying and that maybe it'd be best if she just stopped and accepted it, she can't stop, she keeps trying to appeal to them through her actions.

And, again, she doesn't know how deep their own hurt goes, how horrific the road their open hearts had led them down and why now, of all times, they've closed themselves off. She sees loss, and is confounded because loss is where she started as young as five years old. And yet she still doesn't treat them any differently. She's finally snapped and let the amount of hurt she's felt finally show to both Amethar and Ruby now, but she still shows them trust, and support, and is willing to lean on the people they brought with them just as much if not even more so than her own people. Her sharp-sounding formality is not how she wants to address them, because deep down she is as open hearted as the rest of the Rocks. It is a mirror she is reflecting as she tries to come to terms with the fact that her dream can't be reality, as much as the child within her still longs for and reaches towards it.

Knowing all that, watching how clear they make her feelings regarding everything and how carefully she's trying to maneuver through the world she's found herself in, how much she's trying to prove that she can at least be a good asset, I'm still just... really gobsmacked that a large number of people look to her and hate her.

#dimension 20 #a crown of candy #saccharina frostwhip #saccharina #a crown of candy spoilers #like I can understand not liking her #I feel like I would've liked having Lapin along the adventure more than Cumulous #even though I still also like Cumulous #but to hate her? to feel like you could only have ever been on her side/rooting for her if we'd been with her since the beginning?#to hate the rest of A Crown of Candy because of her presence in it?#to send hate towards her player???

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demonsfate · 6 months

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LIKE. i get the whole jin being bullied thing was essential to the plot's overarching theme of "anger management" and how it's best to control your anger or else it'll make a devil of you. but jesus fucking christ, they couldn't do a better job of depicting this rather than have jin be physically + emotionally abused for WEEKS (like he even makes that a POINT, fucking WEEKS) finally fight back, only for jun to tell him how wrong that was. i get it, i get it, jin shouldn't lose himself to Anger or Hate. but i also hate the "if you stoop to your abusers level, then you're just as bad!!!" and it'd be ONE THING if jun had told jin to not lose his temper like this. but then she MAKES him apologize to them later????????? HELLO??????? like lady he's been getting the CRAP beaten out of him for WEEKS, these people have been TERRORIZING him and y....... you're gonna make him apologize for fighting back with the same shit they were dishing?????? AND THEN SHE TELLS HIM HE'S NOT EVEN ALLOWED TO SMILE OR BE HAPPY AFTER SHE TAKES DOWN A BULLY. LIKE GODDAMN. DUDE CAN'T EVEN FEEL HAPPY THAT HIS ABUSER GOT PUT IN HIS PLACE.

if they really wanted to showcase jin losing himself to anger, wouldn't it have been better to have him lose his temper over something more miniscule? OR OR Just have an argument over something trivial and then losing his shit? i mean yea it may feel out of character for jin but also this anime wasn't afraid to write him out of character and more emotional. so why not? like that would've been leagues better and got the message across rather than shaming somebody for being happy about their abusers getting hurt. it comes off as both pretentious, and also feels like it's lecturing the audience at the same time. because WHO wants to watch their protagonist juts get beaten down helplessly, and be shamed once the bullies got theirs? most people WANT to see the bad guys get a taste of their own medicine. like most superheroes (batman, spiderman, daredevil) all have a no kill rule, but we still see them beat the hell out of bad guys and making quips while they're at it. like this is SATISFYING to watch. bad people DESERVE bad things to happen to them. it's just that these bad guys never cross the line of Killing Them.

and yes i had people try to say "oh but it's jun and she saw this happened to kazuya and she doesn't want her son to go down the same path." and like... that would be fine, actually. i wouldn't mind that if this was just a character scolding jin, and not a show. especially if the character was presented as taking it too extreme because she's overprotective and strict. but there are two reasons i don't think this is the case. 1) the entire show is filled with the lecturing of jin "taking things too far". (it only really worked with leroy, it doesn't work with heihachi (another abuser who LITERALLY KILLED JIN either) and has character scolding him that you feel... probably wouldn't care as much as jun. and 2) jun and kazuya's relationship are just as unexplored in this anime as it is in the games. jun doesn't want to talk about kazuya. but we don't really know why. we can assume it's how he died, but we're not with jun enough to understand this. we're not shown jun and kaz through flashbacks of them ever loving each other. IN FACT, kaz is also depicted as cartoonishly evil in this anime, that it DOES make you wonder why jun even loved him in the first place. so if we lack the context of kaz being an okay person then getting worse, then that means jun lacks the motives as to why she's so scared about jin losing himself to rage.

I'M SORRY BUT I CAN'T GET OVER A CHARACTER BEING PHYSICALLY AND EMOTIONALLY BEATEN AND WHEN HE FINALLY STANDS UP FOR HIMSELF, HE IS SHAMED AND TOLD TO APOLOGIZE LIKE IT'S JUST WILD.

#✏️ - ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴏsᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏsᴛ // (ooc)#// LIKE Y'ALL COULD'VE DONE ANYTHING ELSE.....#// HELL YOU COULD'VE HAD IT BE THAT JIN WAS TRAINING WITH PEERS AND TOOK IT TOO FAR AND JUN SCOLD HIM FOR THAT #// SDJFNSDFJNDF WHY THE ABUSERS????? WHY???? SDFNG DFGJSDFNDF #// WEIRD ROUTE TO GO DOWN

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batstorm93672 · 1 year

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Champion

This is part 3

<<<Previous ~First~ Next>>>

Damn, blood is coming out of my mouth and nose, this boy might just be older than me too. I don't want to fight like this, it isn't right.

He kept Damian in a chokehold, Damian could barely breath as it stood. It isn't right for children to be fighting like this.

I can't die... not like this, not now.

Only one choice...

Win...

I must win...

My purpose is to win

Damian wrapped his legs around the kid and headbutt him, taking the chance given to flip him on his back. Damian grabbed the kid's head and snarled. "I won't lose"

Win

Live

End it

You must live

Live!

Win!

Crack

Damian moved a bit back, moving his hands away from the child. It was silent, then an uproar of cheers exploded some booed most likely the ones who lost their money. Damian stood up and looked at the audience with a glare. It only seemed to fuel the fire as they cheered even harder.

I won

I won't lose

I'll live

Damian looked down at the dead child, his neck snapped. Yet Damian didn't look upset or frightened. As a matter of fact, he had no expression to show, it's just like back then.

I won... I killed to win

I refuse to die, someone will come soon. Father, Richard, Timothy, Jason, someone will save every child from this Hell. Until then... I have to win.

And so he did.

He won.

He bled.

He suffered.

He cried.

He screamed.

He won.

He lived.

A week in and he won, of course he had close calls and sometimes it came to a draw. The man in charge was fine with that too, he knows how to run a business as ugly as this, the man claimed Damian as his Champion. He knows just as much as Damian that if he kept winning easily then they'll be bored. It's how these bastards work, they come for a show. During a few matches he did want to give in and let someone beat him to death. Then the surge of life and death kicked in and he fought with teeth bared. He killed in so many ways.

Cracked a few jaws.

Broke a few bones.

Ripped some skin.

Tasted blood.

He had to win.

"Why didn't you find me sooner? Did you not care..?" Damian glared at Bruce, so much anger fueling through him. The Lazarus Pit was a big factor in his rage in the ring as well. It's why he sometimes felt nothing after killing someone, because the influence took over and his morals meant nothing.

"We looked everywhere Damian, I never would've stopped-"

"Yet this elluded the great detective, I'm calling bullshit here. World's greatest yet you couldn't even find your own son! Admit it! Say you didn't care and I'll stomp out of this cave and you won't see me ever again!"

"No! It's not true Damian. I love you so much, I haven't stopped looking and I refused to lose you again"

"...I want to be alone... I- I won't leave, I just want to lie down"

Damian left the cave, heading up to see Alfred with a tray of brownies. "Master Damian, I heard what happened. Is everything alright?"

"I... I did bad things again, I just... I need time"

Damian got to his room and moved to his desk, grabbing a piece of paper and a pencil. His mind wandered, the pictures were a clear visual of not even half of what he's seen. The first one... it was the child's snapped neck. His name... was hard to remember. They were given titles and numbers at first, Damian's number at first was #643 then his title was Champion better known to the bidders as Storm Devil.

Something touched him and Damian woke up by slamming them to the floor and pressing his foot against their neck over the windpipe. Any harder and they'll die from lack of air or snapping bones. "D-Damian! It's Dick, please let go" Damian looked down at him as if he was nothing. Then snapped out of it, light coming back into his eyes as he stepped back. "Why the hell are you here? Wasn't I clear enough yesterday?" "I know, I just had to make sure you were okay. I worry" "Stop worrying, I'm fine" "I came to tell you that breakfast is ready"

"I'll be there. You can go now Richard"

Alfred had already set a plate for Damian, everyone was seated minus for the family members who weren't here today: Cass, Jason and Duke. So now it's Steph, Dick and Tim then the usual residents of course. They were glancing at him every now and then, considering he's been watched for a month now he knows when someone is watching. "If any of you want to speak then I suggest you do so now. I rather not be stared at like an item you found and have no clue how to use"

Stephanie broke the silence with a smile "What do you plan to do after breakfast?"

"Go to my room"

"Well would you wanna watch a movie?"

"What movie?"

"Beauty and the Beast? We can critic it again, heck we can watch the live version and do the same"

"No, I'd rather go to my room"

"Oh okay, well holler at me if you change your mind"

Well Champion, are you willing to live another day?

Tt. Who's next

Make sure to give them a good match to go home to

"Hey? You doing okay there?" "I'm fine, let me just--"

Someone else was fighting him, preparing to strike. He won't lose! Damian gripped the person's arms and slammed them to the floor, wrapping his hands around their neck and the Lazarus Pit was basically screaming at him to keep going.

It's not right... I...

Damian loosened his grip "No... no I can't" Damian was moved to the side. It was Stephanie, she was coughing and yet she looked worried. Bruce was the one who moved Damian away, everyone was checking on Stephanie.

Yet she stilled smiled her best and looked at Damian "Don't worry about it D. I didn't mean to scare you by moving behind. I should've said something"

Why is he like this? He can't even be around his family properly now. A whole month... fighting, struggling and bleeding. He finally made it to a place of comfort and yet he was screwing that up too. Damian left the room, heading to his room without a second glance back. Slamming his door shut and locking it as he curled up on his bed and hid.

Get the kid on the chair, think his lungs might be full of water, gotta clean it out

How many sparks today?

Six for now

So how's he looking?

Ready for the ring

Good. This show is gonna be good

I'll kill you!

...no. You most definitely won't

There you have it folks! Storm Devil has won thirty fights in a row in just a week! Hence he will be known as our first ever, Champion!

You live another day Champion. Making me proud. Heh, you keep glaring at me like that you sure got guts. Just make sure those guts don't spill on the ring and you won't lose

"Damian"

Damian opened his eyes and sat up, he didn't sleep just lost in thought. "Who is it?" "Dick" "Come in" "It's locked" "Oh, right"

Unlocking it, Dick smiled a bit "Hey there. How is everything going?" "Is... is she okay?" "Come on, you know Steph she's a fighter, she wouldn't go down without a fight" "Yeah... she wouldn't, are you here on Father's request?" "Yes and no. I showed up because he asked me to see what you were doing. I decided to see how you are doing. So, how are you?"

"I'm... out of it I suppose. I feel like I'm still fighting..." Damian sat on his bed and Dick sat next to him. Damian entangled his fingers through his hair "I'm still fighting... still killing, I snapped his neck and I don't even know who he was yet I remember the look on his face, he was terrified and angry. He was going to kill me. Instead I killed him... and many others who I don't even know either. Boys, girls, men, women who I never knew yet I slaughtered them without a thought. A part of me didn't even care"

"We--" Dick shook his head slightly and looked at Damian with a fierce look "I should have found you. I should have looked more, you were alone for so long... it's not fair to go through so much. I should've found you"

"Don't blame yourself... you all looked, I'm furious still for reasons I can't explain. Maybe the Pit, the flashbacks, the fear or guilt turning into anger... I don't know how to get over it, there's still so much of my childhood fighting in me and I thought I could move past some of it yet I'm right back where I started" Damian threw himself into Dick's arms and held him tightly. Dick shook of the quick surprise he felt and hugged Damian. "Please stay... I don't want to be alone, his voice is in my head and it won't go away. He called me "his" I was just a toy to them and I don't want to be a part of it anymore"

"I'm here, I got you. No one can hurt or use you ever again"

#damian wayne #bruce wayne #dick grayson #stephanie brown #alfred pennyworth #mentioned cassandra cain #mentioned jason todd #mentioned duke thomas #tw blood #tw killing #tw kidnapping #tw torture

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emmamountebanks · 2 years

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HI i've been compiling a document of my own personal headcanons for the quarry characters because i used to lovee reading other peoples' ud headcanons when those were like. being posted frequently.

anyway. i feel like they'd make an effort to keep in touch after everything, considering that they were (for the most part) friends over the summer, with some of them knowing each other for longer, and because there's likely some sort of 'these are the only other people who could possibly understand' mindset that i loveee in the aftermath of stories like this.

however. it's probably super easy to fall out of touch for a time, since they're mostly gonna be really far away from each other, and some of them, when left to their own devices, may be prone to isolation, depending on the events of the night, whether they felt any sort of guilt or regret, or saw something super gruesome, stuff like that. ryan i could see isolating from the others if he's left alone with his feelings after killing chris, and losing kaylee and possibly caleb as well. i do think the others would probably make an effort to reach out to him, but he still might withdraw for a bit.

emma i can see outwardly seeming like she's handling things really well (she probably only takes a short break from streaming and putting out videos and stuff but goes right back to it), and if the group makes a groupchat i think she'd talk in it a decent amount? but never about the events of the night, i don't think. especially in a timeline where she was a werewolf at any point, and DOUBLY especially in a timeline where she killed someone as a werewolf. i think it would eventually boil over though into some sort of heartfelt conversation where she's finally vulnerable with someone (abi comes to mind, but in a universe where abi's dead... idk who she'd open up to? maybe she and max become close friends after the game or something and bond over the werewolf guilt of harming/nearly harming someone they really care about. actually hold on that's such a good concept for werewolf!emma and max friendship)

i also think that keeping up her social media presence gets. tough. she used to pride herself on being candid with her fans, regardless of whether that was true, but what used to be sort of fun acting just turns into an increasingly uncomfortable feeling of fakeness, as the things she's not talking about have shifted to something extremely traumatizing that's pretty much made it so she'll never be the same. and that's just not fun! streaming was already a little draining for her, and she resented her audience to a degree, but it gets worse and worse until she has to take at least a serious break to get her shit together. on some level she still loves it and might get back to it, but it's just not healthy or sustainable for a while.

jacob i think probably doesn't talk to anyone a ton, kaitlyn wouldn't let him completely isolate. they are besties <3 she sometimes just comes over to his place unannounced and forces him to spend time with her. like... idk they play ping pong together or something. i can see them playing ping pong in my minds eye. jacob eventually talks through his guilt over kickstarting the night with her, and she's like. 'hello. you had no idea what was going to happen, and you wouldn't have been able to mess with the car in the first place if i hadn't told you exactly how to do it. and nobody would've wandered off into the woods and gotten separated if i hadn't given that dare to emma. i never would've given that dare in the first place if dylan hadn't suggested having a party. if we play the blame game we'll be here all day, but really, there was no way to know what was going to happen.' and he probably cries a bit and she hugs him. (also i picture this scene happening on like. someone's front or back steps during golden hour)

max and laura obviously stay together. they get like. a tiny bit codependent but like it works for them. and honestly who wouldn't be a little codependent after that. they figure out some way to stay near each other, whether that's max maybe going to a nearby community college and trying to transfer into laura's school the next year or something else. but they are so absolutely in love it's great.

dylan and kaitlyn absolutely keep in contact. i think they text all the time and facetime a ton. one of them will text or call the other late at night after having nightmares or thinking too hard about that night (it's usually dylan, but kaitlyn sometimes initiates too) and they'll talk until they pass out. they also find out that they don't live that far away from each other, and sometimes they take like. day trips to hang out. once kaitlyn and jacob have their heart to heart he sometimes tags along.

i think dylan and kaitlyn also periodically reach out to ryan and invite him, but at first he gives like. noncommittal answers or very obviously fake 'im busy' answers because he's just like. not ready to Deal with all that. laura is the only other one who really reaches out to him after a bit (with most people either also not really wanting to talk about things, or just thinking it's a good idea to give him some space) and she usually sends pretty basic 'you okay?' texts which he answers with a basic 'yes'. she knows he's totally lying, and he knows she knows, but it's more a way for her to check that he hasn't completely checked out. since he was pretty much the only one of the counselors she met, she knew how much chris meant to him, and she was also someone who had to set aside her morals to do what she had to to save herself and the others (whereas pretty much everyone else only hurt people by accident, whether in werewolf form or by not understanding the severity of their actions), so she kind of gets it.

it takes a conversation with ryan's sister a couple months after that night at hackett's quarry for him to finally take dylan and kaitlyn up on their offer to hang out. i think she's pretty young, looks up to ryan a lot, and can see that something's wrong and he's not happy. and she brings it up to him in that super blunt, but really innocent way that only kids can really do, and he sort of realizes that isolating and not talking about everything that happened isn't sustainable, and no matter how shitty it makes him feel to confront things, he has to. and the best way to do that is with people who get it and care about him. after that first hangout with kaitlyn and dylan (jacob opts to stay home this time), he slowly starts responding to peoples' texts and talking in the groupchat a bit. he might even meet up with laura at some point (and fully meet max for the first time as well).

nick... idk if nick is staying in america for college, or if he's going back to australia, or if he already lived in america for a while, or what. i think he probably responded to people pretty normally and regularly at first, but he absolutely did not talk about that night. mostly because he doesn't remember a ton of it, and what he does remember he feels extremely weird about. i also think he doesn't talk to abi much at first, but she makes the first contact, wanting to build their friendship back. i don't think they ever get together, but they become friends again over time.

jacob and nick still talk a decent amount, especially after jacob and kaitlyn's conversation, and nick and abi's conversation respectively. but not a ton about hackett's quarry stuff, mostly about their regular lives.

abi is one of the people most willing to talk about the events of the night at first, but the people she's closest to aren't really in that space at first. i think she talks to kaitlyn about it the most, but at one point, kaitlyn's not available for whatever reason, and she can see laura's online, so she reaches out to laura instead. they end up having a really long conversation, and the two of them start doing that pretty regularly. i think laura is who abi goes to to talk through her complicated feelings surrounding nick, since she's sort of a neutral party who wasn't privy to their flirting all summer. and eventually, she's who abi goes to to talk through her feelings for emma. (this is culminating in abi laura besties emma max besties lauramax blygbank double date)

i think that emma and jacob have a conversation pretty shortly after everything (maybe even the morning after everything goes down) that's basically them fully talking about their relationship. i think similar to what happens if you reunite them? but i haven't seen that ending so i'm not sure. anyway, after that, they don't talk for a bit, but one day emma sends him some stupid joke tweet or something and is like 'this sounds like something you would say' and they build a friendship from there.

emma and abi keep in contact but since emma's not really talking about hackett's quarry and everything that happened at first, it's more casual. but like, there's an obvious elephant in the room that's kind of hanging over all their conversations. and then there's the second elephant of them both having feelings for each other (feelings that i personally believe emma didn't fully come to terms with until the storm cellar, but that abi had 100% been aware of for a while). i think it takes a while of emma finally talking to someone (max) about what happened, abi's conversations with laura, kaitlyn and nick, emma's conversations with jacob (she comes out to him as a lesbian at some point also i think), and abi and emma slowly broaching the topic of that night before they Finally can put their feelings on the table. and then they go on double dates with laura and max.

i think they all make an effort to meet up periodically. the first time is awkward for a bit, but pretty quickly they slip into something familiar and fun, if not a little morbid at times. i don't think they ever fully fall out of contact, since they all appreciate that comfort of other people 'getting it' on some level, and they also just enjoy each others' company.

sorry this got so long i just have a TON of thoughts about these guys and i didn't want to leave anyone or any of my favorite dynamics out. i could probably go on but i figure this is long enough for now LMAO.

OH MY GOD UR RIGHT THIS IS SO LONG BUT I LOVE EVERY BIT OF IT.

i dont even know if i can add a response to all these so ill just post it as is cuz they're perfect beautiful amazing and realistic and i LOVE YOUR MIND i am kissing ur brain. im in love with every piece of this, especially the jacob/kaitlyn moment and emmabi + double dating w laura/max. that is up my ALLEY

i especially just love the idea of them slowly coming all together after a bit of time. i think the same with the until dawn kids. sure, maybe they don't want to talk about what happened, but they all know no one gets it like they all do. cuz they all went through it. trauma bond baby!

#as a big emma and max fan though i love the idea of how they'd bond afterwards in the event he infects her. they are MY BEST FRIENDS #all of this is genuinely just so good though. this is my post game canon i LOVE IT #the quarry #the quarry spoilers #long post #askbox

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willandmichael · 2 years

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The way ST treats side characters makes me lose my mind sometimes. Characters are introduced to serve a purpose and help the main characters in some way and then are killed as soon as their relevant plot point is over/for audience shock value/to fuel the main characters' pain and it's total bs. Characters are hardly ever fleshed out as their own individuals but rather as side pieces to the main characters in the show and are never really focused on if they are not useful for the main characters. So now we just have a constantly rotating cast of side characters who are only added to the story so they can die like Eddie whose purpose was the further Dustin's character arc and was added to the story so Steve wouldn't die. He's just there to die in the narrative basically and you can see it coming from miles away.

They are added only to die in a season because they've been there to kinda just die and the show refuses to keep characters relevant for a long time. Shit makes me froth at the mouth.

to be honest, i think eddie's plot was fine and it fit the story but it's overshadowed by them bringing back hopper and max from the dead (hopper never died, but you get it), because it makes it look like they can't kill the mcs. some characters are introduced just to die in almost every story because it serves the main characters - in this case: dustin. eddie's death would've been more impactful and shocking if his character had been introduced before season 4, it wouldn't be clear that he was thrown into the story just to be written off lol

i know people keep talking about steve (not) dying but my main issue is with hopper tbh - and i won't talk about max, contrary to almost everyone i'm okay with that IF they manage to develop it correctly in s5. they should've honestly let hopper die in s3 and be done with the russian plot, losing him would fuel both el and joyce's storyline... but i guess they thought it would be too cruel to kill someone important to joyce again and also leave el without a father figure.

a lot of things in s4 feels very unfinished and there's a lot of weird stuff to still be resolved and it's because we were left in the middle of all the chaos. i do have a lot of questions and criticism but since they've said they planned s4 and s5 together, i'm waiting to see the full picture. i'm curious as to how they're going to handle dustin, because i don't think they're gonna take both eddie and steve away from him back to back

#answered

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echantedtoon · 5 months

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Love Doesn't Do Encores Ch25 The Months Between

(IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENTS: If there's any songs in particular my audience would be interested in me using for Piers feel free to make suggestions. OK. This is just just a timeskip of some events before we can get to the main matches. So this is just for the story and not cannon. Also this story will delve into some of the reader's backstory just for the story. Y/F stands for Your Features. The events will be divided by months.)

-SEPTEMBER-

Days passed as you all traveled more and more by train. Resuming your routine of sleeping on the seats during the nights and talking or watching videos during the day with your friends. Victor keeping track of your all's travels with his regional maps as you did. Days were a blur with all of you keeping up the routine and eating from your food rations and taking turns walking up and down the ailes between the train seat to keep up exercise. Silver seemed content to sleep the days away on the table between you four not that you all minded too much. You weren't sure exactly how much time had flown past since you all had left Hammerlocke. You had felt guilty for a bit after your encounter with Raihan. You....did find him somewhat annoying for how he acted towards you, and maybe you should've apologised for the hoodie attack and technically threatening him with Silver, but at least now you seemed to have made up with him and he seemed to understand your stance of 'No' with him. You would apologize to him next time you saw him, which was most likely at the Championship matches at the end of the year if you did ever see him again. Just to keep the peace and give you no lose ends to fix once you leave at the end of the year. You'd feel better once you made sure there wasn't any problems you would've caused....Even if this world was fake and just a dream...Oh. Speaking of which, you still had one lose end to make sure to tie up before you left.

Which is why Gloria blinked at you now from what you asked. "Whatcha mean by that?"

"Well....I was thinking of leaving at the end of the year after the Championship Matches are over," you explained, "And where I'll be returning too...It's not suitable for pokemon for...a lot of reasons I don't want to get into. So I need too know he'll be taken care of if I do end up leaving." You didn't want to explain that in your world there WAS no pokemon beyond toys and video games and Silver most likely wasn't going to be coming with you. But you wanted to make sure he'd be taken care of if you did left, even if nothing here was real and just a dream. Asking Gloria to take him seemed like the best option. She used him to battle before and would take good care of him in your place. "You're the only one I can trust to take care of him if I do go. His pokeball's always in my bag, so if I leave you can just take him.....Can I count on you to do that for me?"

".........I guess so! Tho I don't understand why ye can't take 'em with ya."

You were relieved that problem was taken care of. Again you were against leaving things unresolved. It wasn't until about three days later when you all were almost out of food did you four FINALLY arrived back in Postwick. How did you know? Well the familiar town and the farm houses with flocks of wooloo the sheperds were herding in the fields as you all went past gave it away before you arrived around noon at the train station. Gloria was first to excitedly get up from her seat and run to the entrance, followed by Hop and Victor with you with Silver at your feet bringing up the rear. The fresh air with the scents of flowers and freshly cut hay filled your nose again as you walked out of the stuffy train car. Thank goodness. You were starting to feel like you would never stop traveling like that but it felt good to arrive back in Wedgehurst Station for the moment. The beautiful lush green and small town was just what you needed for the moment. Walking through the station after the three of them you nearly bumped into Victor outside the station as he took in the town as well. Oh. That's right! Gloria mentioned Victor had started traveling around before she did so he must've been away from home for longer. It'd make sense for him to wanna take it all in.

"I see nothin's changed," he commented with a knowing smile looking at the surroundings before stopping up the path and hill heading up back towards his mother's home. "I wonder what Ma's up to?"

"Why don't we go find out?!," his sister piped up excitedly before turning and pushing Hop's shoulder making him wobble. Before like a rapidash she took off running away from them both. "RACE YA!!"

Hop blinked. "HEY!!" Before he raced after her. "THAT'S CHEATING, MATE!!"

Victor laughed a bit before jogging after them up the path towards Mrs. L's and Mrs. G's houses. You only sighed and with Silver at your feet just slowly walked after them. Taking in the beautiful nature around you..but you couldn't help but notice differences now. The grass around you seemed a paler green, the air seemed a little cooler, and the trees' leaves seemed to dawn an orange-yellow tint to them...Almost like it was fall time-..Wait....How long had you been traveling?! Your mind wracked for the answeres as you walked, the others running ahead of you and quickly disappearing up the corner with the stone bridge leading to Gloria's house. ...Must've been traveling for most of the year actually and almost fall time. Everything seemed to go by so fast but feeling like a long time ago at the same time. You followed the dirt path up the hill along the stone fence up towards the stone bridge. Crossing it as the stream underneath you gurgled out. Silver gave a curious chirp as you crossed and looked over the side as you passed. Passed the Welcome To Postwick sign and right up to it. A cottage like in a cliche fairytale greeted you as well as leaved vines hanging all over from the roof hanging down from it. The front of the house consisted of potted plants and flower bushes, a wheel barrel with a few gardening tools inside, and a small space of fertile brown dirt surrounded by a ring of stones filled with more plants. You walked until you could fully see the front of the house and smiled at the sight. Both the twins were hugging a woman who they hadn't seem for almost a full year. Their mother. Mrs. G was standing there, happy tears streaming down her face with her bright smile, and one arm around each of the children. Hop was standing off to the side smiling but not interrupting the happy reunion. You slowly caught up walking up the steps to the front of the home and stopping just in front of the gateway with a smile on your face. Mrs. G looked exactly the same except the knees of her overalls were dirty and so were the pink floral gardening gloves she was wearing. Around her feet and near the flower beds were some fresh bags of dirt and a couple gardening tools. She must've been gardening when you all arrived.

"OH MY BABIES!!," she cried and pulled away with the biggest smile on her face. The twins smiling and looking almost on the verge of tears as well. One of her pink gloved hands reaching up to rub her teary eyes....which left dirt streaks on her face not that she cared looking at the both of them a small choked smile reaching your ears...and despite it being a happy sight....you frowned. ...You couldn't help but picture the parallels between them and your own mother...she wouldn't have hugged you or greeted you like that. She scowl, scold you, and asked what took you so long to respond. After all she wasn't gonna be around forever and she put all this work into raising you. You owed her at least a phone call after all- "I watched your matches on the telly." she said smiling and gently placed a motherly hand on Gloria's cheek with pride. "You did so well. I'm so proud of you for making it this far!" Heh. Your mother would've just asked you why it took so long and again why you hadn't visited her sooner. And then criticize everything she thought you did wrong or could've done better. And THEN said you should've tried harder.

"Aw Ma! Sttoooopp," Gloria faked embarrassment and lightly waved her hand. "Yer embarrassin' me."

"Did you see my blogging updates?," Victor asked hoprfully.

Mrs. G then quickly turned her smile to her son's excited face and his bright smile became wider when she nodded. "Yes! Yes I did! You caught such beautiful imagery! And those pictures you sent me of Gloria's battles are already hanging up on our wall." You couldn't remember the last time your mother praised you actually for your efforts. "You're getting so good at it!"

He smiled prouder. "Actually it's become really popular since I've been capturin' the stories of two Gym Challengers!" He pumped a fist with a determined look. "AND ONE DAY I'M GONNA BE A FAMOUS PHOTOGRAPHER N' WORK FOR POKE-WRITES!!"

This finally seemed to snap you out of your sad daze with a blink...and rose a confused brow. "What the world is Marco Cosmos?"

Hop turned to you with a smile. "Ha! Only THE number one media corperation in Galar! The company's made up of news reporters, move directors, show producers, actors, journalist, writers, photographers, and all kinds of other people in careers. They're also the ones who broadcasts the official pokemon matches and producing the magazines that Nessa usually stars in. Vick's been pinning to be one of the top photographers there."

"And I WILL be!!," Victor said determined, "All I have to do is keep on going and one day land a job there!"

Mrs. G finall noticed you all there as well and smiled in yours and Hop's directions. "Well if it isn't you too!"

You waved and Hop greeted her. "Hey Auntie G! Miss me?"

She chuckled and reached over to ruffle his head. "Yes I did, Hop. You've been doing a great job as well. I'm sure your mother and grandparents will be so proud! Have you went over to see 'em yet?"

Hop shook his head. "Not yet! But I bet they'll be excited to see me huh!?"

She chuckled. "Why don't you go over and say hi? Oh." She blinked as an idea flashed over her face before holding up a finger. "A better idea! When you go over tell them you're all invited to dinner! We can have a small dinner party and catch up on what you three's been up too!"

Hop lit up at the idea and nodded. "That's a great idea! It's been so long since we all got together anyways!" he turned and you had to quickly grab Silver and move aside as Hop ran past you. "I'll be right back!" And finally Mrs. G seemed to notice you and smiled.

"Y/n!," she greeted you and you blinked looking up at her, "I thought you wouldn't be too far behind. Victor's been telling me all about the trouble you've been helping to keep her out of."

......Gloria tossed her brother a scowl as he looked away and you sighed with a chuckle. Silver looking up at you within your arms. "Yeah...Well I can't say it wasn't an interesting experience." You slowly placed Silver back onto the ground before leaning back and crossing your arms. "Certainly had it's ups and downs. But overall it was certainly a fun adventure." You admitted with a smile because honestly...it really much was. Other than your hurt shoulder, and the few run ins with Oleana, and what happened with Bede. But you knew Bede would be fine. After all he becomes Ms. Opal's successor after the end of the game and all. "But I see you've been well." You said gestured to her gardening tools and she chuckled.

"Well around here you have to prepare your soil for all the snowfall winter brings. It's good to get it done in early fall," she explained also confirming your suspicions, "That way you don't have to do too much during winter."

"Fall already huh? Which month is it exactly? I haven't been keeping track too well."

She chuckled. "September fifth actually. But don't worry too much about it, it's understandable you would get distracted by it all. I suppose you're all here to wait out until the finals in December?"

You nodded again. "Yeah. I mean there really is nothing else to do until they face off against Leon right?"

"You mean after they decide who gets to face off against him." You gave a small huh and she chuckled. "Silly me. You must've not know. Before the finals there's a show down between the final challenges until one comes out victorious, then the Championship Cup takes place a few days after that."

"Oh! That makes a lot more sense. Uh...Hey. Can I borrow your shower and laundry room? I could sure use it right now."

She gladly nodded and gestured to the home. "By all means. I think you all should go unpack and wash up before dinner. We'll certainly be hearing a lot from you all."

You smiled and you, Victor, and Gloria all went inside. All excited not just for dinner but for you having a small break from traveling for a moment. As Gloria and Victor went to unpack in their rooms you obliged and used the shower and then borrowed the washer and dryer for your clothes. Having to wrestle Silver's hoodie off of him to wash real quick. If it was becoming fall and then eventually winter then he'll certainly need it being a water type but you weren't just going to allow him to wear a dirty jacket. You also decided to wrestle Silver into the shower once you were dressed and ready waiting for your clothes to dry up. He was easier to bath than a cat as he liked water and didn't reall move a lot when you rubbed soap on him until it was his face. Then he squirmed and chirped annoyed .....But after you promised him all the food leftover in your bag (there wasn't a lot left anyways. Just maybe two or three days left of food.), he reluctantly conceded and let you wipe his face clean with a small cloth. You were glad he was clean at least....but it did back fire a bit on you. After you were done and wrapped him in a towel...he didn't move when you got up looking at you expectantly. When you didn't immediately pick him up he flopped onto his side and let out a loud yell until you did. And with a scowl walked out with him wrapped up like a swaddled baby in your arms. And you were spotted.

"Hey Y/n what was that-...." Gloria blinked seeing your frowning form and Silver peeping out from the towel....before her cheeks puffed out. "PFFFTT!!! AHAHA!"

"Oh ha ha. Very funny."

You somehow managed to get Silver to get out of your arms long enough to retrieve your things from the dryer and stuff them back into your bag with what little belongings you had. By the time you were done Mrs. G had come back inside and was taking off her garden gloves to find you and the others sitting down on the couch and talking. The muchlax and Toxel Gloria had sent her mother asleep in the small bed in the corner. You all continued to chatter, well the twins did as you sat there letting them talk as you finally got the chance to relax, as Mrs. G went ahead and started getting dinner ready and on the way. You weren't really too sure how much time had passed as you were in peaceful rest listening to them talk answering every so often when they asked you something, before the door rang. Gloria jumped up so fast Silver fell off the couch spook with a chirp as she raced to the door to answer. And on the other side was four other people. Hop, Mrs. L, and Hop's grandparents who also seemed very happy to see all of you. Many greetings were exchanged and hellos were said before Mrs. G directed Gloria to show them to the couch. You opted to pick up Silver and move to sit on the floor with Hop allowing the older couple to sit on the couch with Mrs. L. And they began speaking more. About their battles with the Gym leaders and what they were like. You personally thought Allister and Piers was the nicest but then again this wasn't your journey. At one point both challengers brought out their Badge Circles to show off all of their winnings. Gloria having two extras from insisting on battling every Gym Leader at least once, Gloria showing off all the pictures of the curry and poke dex challenge she was doing, she was almost done with them both too as they were both nearly all the way full. You were proud of their progress! And so was everyone else who listened with smiles on their faces as they both let them talked about their achievements, and Victor wasn't left out either! Being complimented for the fabulous pictures he took and the popularity his blog had been and you couldn't help but agree. Gloria was going to be a great champion. Confident, always jumping in to lend a hand, maybe a but oblivious but she always seemed to be able to bounce back like a rubber ball. And Hop was going to be a great professor! Smart, always thinking even without realizing it, eager to do more. And Victor would be a great photographer. Patient, always looking for the best out of anything, and level headed. Great to have in his future line of work. Everything would be falling into place soon. Which meant that very soon you'll also be able to head home soon.

"Is this the same Drizzle you two used in those battles?" You blinked out of your thoughts and found Mrs. L looking at you and Silver half laying in your lap. "Oh wait a minute. Wasn't he a sobble at the beginning of the year?"

It took a moment of just sitting there and blinking to figure out she was asking you but you did eventually speak. "Huh?.......OH! You m-mean Silver! Yeah." You embarrassedly replied. Feeling a bit silly taking so long to respond. "Yeah. He's a big boy now." He seemed to take this as a compliment and smiled from where he laid on your lap. "Wouldn't be here without him!"

"I see. So are you staying in town then?," she asked politely just making small talk.

And at this you paused.....before shrugging with a small frowned. "Uh......Kinda?" she blinked at you in slight confusion as you sighed. "I mean....I guess I would be sleeping on their couch for at least three or four months...but at the same time I don't wanna just be a freeloader y'know?" Yeah. With how hard you had to work in school, and taking on all those jobs to just help your mom pay bills, you weren't exactly one to want to go on free rides without having any work to pay the toll. It just felt...wrong. Sure you accepted a few free things on your journey like a couple meals and clothes, but those were for survival reasons and you did pay it back in one form or another other than money. "I guess I could just borrow Gloria's tent and sleep in one of the fields or in the yard or something?? I've done it before and it's fine. I mean I have a sleeping bag too."

At this Mrs. L looked at you like you were crazy. "You want to sleep in a tent? With winter and snowfall right around the corner? Child, you seem to be having a hankering for a death wish or seem to believe you're some ice type pokemon. Surely there's something else." By now everyone else seemed to turn to you as well as you shrugged.

......You shrugged. "Like I said I really don't wanna freeload or just take up someone's space and food and...and well other things without paying them back. It's...." You looked away under all the intense gazes squirming like a worm. A guilty feeling bubbling up. "I-It's how I was raised." A small silence coming from yours ....before Hop piped up.

"Hey Ma." Mrs. L turned to him with a hum as he smiled and pointed. "You moved all the storage in the basement to the shed right?" She nodded again and he brightened more. "Ya said you were thinking of renting it out to your friend. But since he changed his mind.." He glanced between you blinking totally not believing his words and his mother. "I dunno. Maybe you can rent it out to someone else? Maybe someone who's responsible and trustworthy?"

"And really helpful!," Gloria added catching on with a smile, "And nah cause a bunch of trouble!"

"And someone who helps keep these two outta trouble," Victor added with a mumbled. Causing both his sister and friend to scowl at him.

Mrs. L hummed actually thinking dawning a thoughtful look.....before turning towards your still disbelief self as you blinked. Wait...Did they just?...What were they .....HUH!? Did they just offer- A hum silenced you of your thoughts as you snapped up blinking at her. Mrs. L regarded you with narrowed golden eyes as she pondered and you found yourself gulping feeling oddly small under the older woman's gaze. Reminded you of your mother's disapproval stare at...at...well anything you did-

"Have you ever worked?" She asked and you flinched blinking.

"H-Huh?"

"Have you ever worked?," she asked casually but seriously leaning back onto the couch, crossing her arms, and crossing her legs too with the same studying look. "As in have you ever had a job?"

O-Oh. That. You shakily nodded with a gulp. "Uh...Y-Yeah I-I've worked before."

"What kind of jobs?"

"Uh....Well when I was thirteen I used to b-babysit a lot." Mostly for your mother's friends and she made you but then started making you get other more serious paying jobs when she realized you could actually help pay bills. "And I was a dog-..Uh pokemon walker." You couldn't say dog walker here when dogs weren't a real thing here. "And a bunch of odd jobs kids do. Mow lawns. Rake leaves. Shovel drive ways. Y'know that kinda stuff. Then I got a job as a janitor for this radio station in my town for a while until I couldn't work there anymore." You really liked the job but it started to affect your school study time so your mom made you quit in favor of another much more ....stressful retail job dealing with Karens. But that's besides the point. "And my last job before I came here was working at a small convenience store for a bit."

Her pose and expression didn't change as she hummed again. "Have you ever rented a room before?"

......With another sigh you nodded. "Yep. My mother started charging me rent once I turned eighteen." Yep. As soon as you turned eighteen your mother started charging you fifty dollars a month for rent on top of using the paychecks you earned anyways to pay bills, groceries, and other things. So it's not like you haven't experienced that before. "And I've stayed in motels before and paid so it's not like I haven't ever paid for a room to stay in."

Mrs. L blinked for a moment but then looked to everyone else as the children looked hopeful, and then back to you as you watched with nervous anticipation. There was no way she was just gonna agree to this would she- "Well if I do rent out to you, I hope you realize I would expect help with the chores."

....You blinked. Wait. REALLY!? You nodded. "Of course. I wouldn't expect anything less."

"And rent would be a hundred fifty dollars a month. I wouldn't want to fight with anyone on the matter of money since I'm not asking a whole lot. That should be more than enough to cover your part of the bills."

Your eyes widened....ONLY A HUNDRED FIFTY DOLLARS A MONTH!? THAT WAS A FREAKING STEAL!! YOU WERE LIKING THIS IDEA A LITTLE MORE! You nodded eagerly. "Yes! I completely understand-" You froze...Money.....Oh well of course she would ask you for money for living in her home and using her things. But that was the problem. You didn't have a hundred fifty dollars let alone enough for four months!! Hell. You didn't even have most of what Leon gave you. Paying for five meals plus tips twice had drained you of most savings and only had about seven dollars and some cents left. Barely enough for a small pizza. "But...I don't really have a job or really a lot of money on me. So I wouldn't be able to pay you. Not to hassle you for your already generous offer." You clarified holding up your hands. "I'm just saying how my situation is at the moment."

"That fancy clothes store up the way there is hiring," you blinked over to the new male voice and found out it came from Hop's grandfather who rubbed his chin, "She could get one there if she really wants too."

"....T-That sounds like a great idea!," you perked up smiling. "I can see if I can get a job there sure!"

"The I guess it's settled," Mrs. L said finally breaking the stiff pose and smiling. "Go get yourself a job and we can talk about getting you settled in."

You nodded in agreement and smiled. This was great. Maybe things were finally starting to look up for you. At that moment Mrs. G had walked back in with a smile. "Hey everyone. Pasta's ready. Come eat!"

That night you had borrowed the couch after dinner and Hop's family left back to their own home. The next morning for once getting up bright and early, only cuz you heard Mrs. G cooking in the kitchen, and forced your tired self to get up with a yawn. Getting dressed and finding Mrs. G in the kitchen cooking up some kind of omlet with Silver tiredly yawning at your feet and trudging behind you with a giant yawn himself.

"Good morning!," the older woman greeted you from the stove with a smile flipping one omlet, "How did you sleep last night?"

You yawned before waving your hand. "Good thanks. It was a change from sleeping on a train at least. Where's everyone else?"

She chuckled. "I can imagine. Oh those two? They're taking the chance to sleep in. Are you planning on going job hunting?" You nodded and she picked up the fully cooked omlet with the spatcula moving it to a plate. "Well here. Eat this first. It's chilly and it would do you good to go out with a full stomach."

After politely eating the omlet and grabbing Silver something to eat as well, you bid Mrs. G good bye and went off into the chilly morning towards the fancy store you remembered Lee getting you those new clothes, went in, and as politely and professionally as you could walked right up to the front clerk desk. There was only one person in there and you recognized her as the manger! So when you walked up to her with a smile and asked her about the job positions....She turned you down....WHAT!? Well it turns out the new position of cashier was already taken just a week prior and they had/didn't need any new openings. Well this was JUST GREAT!! But never the less you thanked her for her time and ended up leaving. Well now what!? Once again fate decided to throw a curve ball at you. Sigh. Oh well. Maybe you could work something else out with Mrs. L or Mrs. G? It was when you were passing by the small grocery store on your way back past the train station did you get a stroke of luck. Silver had spotted something yummy displayed in the windows he wanted and literally death gripped your pants let an chirped loud enough to wake the dead until you looked at him. Like a toddler he excitedly look between you and the window and pointed to it! You looked over...and groaned realizing he was pointing at some fruit displayed in the window.

"But you JUST ate breakfast before we left!" He puffed out his cheek and tugged on your pants leg again. "Oh alright!"

Reluctantly you gave in and trudged to the window. You had some spare dollars to spend anyways, and you could afford to buy him at least one fruit so he'd settle down. You needed to think in order to figure out what to do next and him busy eating would help. So you tired and annoyed walked into the familiar store with silver at your heels excitedly and a bell going off above your head. The inside was cool, and it looked exactly like a regular convenience store with a bunch of shelves with things labeled with prices and a few freezers stuffed with more foods. Taking a look at the aisles they seemed to stacked with the regular food you'd find in stores like back where you came from as you stood there taking it in until a small noise made you look over towards the register. You looked over to a counter and a middle aged man with dark brown hair and mustache smiled from behind the register. A thick sweater and cap sitting on his body as he smiled. Oh hey! It was the store owner from earlier this year.

"Mornin'!," he greeted with a wide smile, "Welcome to Postwick General Store! Is there anything I can help you with?"

You smiled back politely and pointed to the window and the small crate of fruit on display. "Yeah. I saw some of the fruit there and was wondering how much it costs?"

"Oh? You mean the payapa berries!" You nodded and he smiled. The berries were a purple-pink in color and shaped kinda like pears. "There was a surplus of them and we got overstock, but 'round here we don't waste anything. So they're on sale for fifty cents a fruit." He shrugged. "If I don't end up selling them I can always turn them into food for my lil furfrou at home...Are you interested in buying some?"

You nodded. Yeah! You'd be able to buy a few. You decided to grab four of them out of the basket and with Silver eagerly watching at your side you brought them up to the counter to pay for them. After all you'd only lose around two dollars then. "Just these thanks!" You said placing the fruits on the counter as the man took his time counting them up on the register.

"So what brings you out here this early in the morning?," he asked making polite small talk.

You decided to humor him and shrugged. "Well I heard there was a job opening in the clothes store but...Eh. Turns out someone else got it before I could.''

"Oh I see. Sorry for your loss then. That'll be two dollars." You reached to dig around in your pockets for the money and he turned to you to wait patiently....before he suddenly blinked and gazed upon your y/f face and f/c eyes and f/c hair....And hummed. "My memory ain't what it used to be when I was just a wee lad but you look vaugly familiar. Have I perchance seen you before Young lady?"

You nodded pulling two dollars out of your pocket. "Yeah. Earlier this year with Leon." His expression lit up in realization as you handed him the money. "Here you go."

he gladly took them from you. "Ah! You were that young lady with our undefeated champion. You two must be good friends."

You shrugged. "Well what can I say? He is a really good guy." And began passing the fruit from the counter to Silver's chirping eager self who took them from you.

The man hummed watching the exchange between you and Silver...before smiling. "Young Lady." You blinked up at him with a hum. "You said you were looking for a job here?"

"Well...only temporary. I'm planning on leaving here when the Champion Matches start."

"I see." His smile widened. "Have you ever worked in retail before?"

"Yes I have. Why?"

"The winter months are always the busiest around here. I could use someone to help this old man with the cleaning and heavy lifting around this place. How would you like the position?"

And you had gawked at him. Not really believing what the man was offering you.....but you had smiled and happily accepted. Agreeing with him to start later that week! It was perfect! When you got back the twins were already up and groggily eating breakfast and you found Hop with them too. Turns out they had been planning on going out to some of the nearby fields and trying to catch a few more pokemon and practice battling with one another. After all Hop said they'd need all the practice they'd get and you agreed. Later that day you had gone over to Hop's house finding Mrs. L working on the soil around the flower beds near her front door. She was happy to see you and greeted you politely. After greeting her back you explained the events from that morning and agreed you could go ahead and come in after gathering yours things and Silver. And you did. Politely following her inside as she gave you a small tour of the big house that you had only been in once.

"Down there's the kitchen," Mrs. L explained to you pointing to your left side to the kitchen as you stood in the door way holding your big bag and making sure Silver didn't wonder off from you. Then she pointed down to the right towards the living room where you could vaugely see Hop's grandparents watching something from the couch. "That's the living room down there. Up stairs is mine, my parents, and my sons' bedrooms. Those are off limits unless I ask for some help cleaning." She then walked over to the wooden door right next to the stairs that you had originally thought was a closet and opened it to reveal a not so scary pair of stairs leading down to the basemeant. "And this is the basement. Follow me please."

"Ok."

You followed Mrs. L down the stairs with Silver behind you and downstairs was a...completely empty and very dusty room with one or two electric outlets here and there and one other door that might've been a closet. At the bottom of the stairs Mrs. L look half embarrassed back to you. "I apologize for the mess. After my friend dropped out last minute we haven't really used it. We don't have much storage so it was easier to clean out the shed and move everything into there." She shook her head and pointed to the door. "But it has a completely working bathroom with a shower. "

"No no. It's fine," you assured her with a smile. "It's a lot better than sleeping outside in a tent. I don't suppose I could borrow a broom and duster?"

"Of course. Come on. I'll give you a hand."

That's how pretty much most of the month went from then. You and Mrs. L took too sweeping, and mopping and dusting the room and basement stairs until it was all cleaned up. And you borrowed some different cleaning supplies to scrub down the bathroom provided for you and the place was up and ready for you and Silver. That night spending your first night sleeping there, using your sleeping bag for a bed. That weekend you started your new job at Mr. Frederick's store and it was...pretty peaceful. Every day from Nine A.M to six P.M you'd go and help Mr. Frederick with anything he needed. From restocking and carrying things around to sweeping and mopping the floors to wiping down the shelves to even manning the register and closing some days when Mr. Frederick had to run out or wanted to spend time at home. And it was nice to be doing something with your time, earning retail wage but it was worth it! Even got the weekends off. When not at your job you were helping Mrs. L or Hop's grandparents with anything they needed. Babysitting the grandpa's purrloin, helping to do dishes, or just cleaning in general. It seemed to be going well. The only problem was that Silver sometimes butted heads with the mischievious purrloin but both were easily sated by food. Speaking of which you couldn't have him running around after you all the time so you came up with an idea. Hop and Gloria (and Victor to keep an eye on them-) would go out each day to practice battling or go pokemon hunting, so you ended up stopping Hop one day to ask him a favor of taking Silver with him from now on when he went out with the guys.

"Huh? But why?," he asked you totally confused.

"I can't keep an eye on him all the time between my job and helping your mom. Besides, this way he'll be able to be helpful if you need to use him in battle and keep him out of trouble when I'm not around."

Luckily for you Hop did agree and although reluctant Silver didn't fight back when you told him to go with them every day when you worked until they came home with Silver usually tired and just flopping himself at your feet demanding attention from you and sometimes food. The whole system was working out for you really well as the days flew past, the trees and plants dawning a variety of oranges, yellows, browns, and reds as fall came in full swing and it started to get chillier and chillier. And at the end of the month (had to keep track of days in order to pay Mrs. L the rent each month) you paid your first lump sum of rent to your...technically landlord you guessed. Things were actually starting to go well.

-OCTOBER-

Days passed, and it was pretty much the same routine day by day and you were enjoying it. The small freedom of space and privacy, a nice work environment, nice people to live around, friends, and absolutely no pressure or anyone breathing down your neck it was...nice. In fact you didn't realize it until one day in the middle of October you had just given Mrs. L the rent for that month and before you could leave she asked you to help her get some decorations from the shed. And you were so confused.

"Decorations?," You asked her raising a brow and crossing your arms. "For what?"

mrs. L chuckled at you. "For Halloween obviously. The town's not really big enough for the traditonal trick or treating so every year we have a small Halloween party here for family and friends. Considering Halloween is a week away now I could use some help decorating the house."

Oh. So that was it. You forgot some holidays from your old world existed here as well. You agreed seeing that it was a week away. WOW. Time was flying past when you were occupied. You followed her and Hop's grandfather out to the shed and opened it to lots of boxes. Wow lots of boxes. How'd they get so much stuff to fit in one tiny shed. Box after box you helped take out and lug on over to the house. Around ten in total and all were filled with various items such as plastic skeletons, various ornaments shaped like various ghost pokemon, plastic pumpkins, and a whole lot more. A bubble of giddy excitement entering you at the very thought that would be free to help them decorate! You hadn't been this excited since....since....the plastic pumpkin you were holding in your hands lowered as you stared blankly at it.....You....You couldn't actually remember the last time you actually celebrated.....anything! Your birthday, Easter, Halloween, Christmas!! Your mom always said you all couldn't afford anything and you shouldn't be distracted from your work or studies. Not candy or gifts or even a small piece of cake. You didn't need materials to celebrate but even a small card would've been nice. In fact this might've been the first time you'd actually be celebrating an actual holiday for a long time...How much have you MISSED!?!?

"Y/n?"

"Ha!" You jumped at the sudden voice snapping you out of your thoughts and your head snapped over your shoulder to Mrs. L. The woman had paused in her task of hanging up a spooky orange and black garland on the wall from her step ladder noticing you had stared off into space. The plastic pumpkin dropped back into the box in front of you with a small thud.

"Is everything alright, Dear? You looked lost in space."

"Uh..." You quickly smiled and held up a hand nervously. "Course! Sorry about that! I was just lost in thought for a moment."

"Hm...Alright then. If you say so. Would you be a dear and come help me hold this up?"

"O-oh. Sure! Not a problem!"

Hop was pretty delighted to see how you all decorated the place when he arrived back with Silver ever tired in tow and you were proud of your work. Not going to lie you were pretty excited about this small party too, Mrs. L assuring you were more than welcome to join. More days passed and you got more and more excited with each passing day you worked getting a chip in your step from the anticipation you were feeling. Until the spookiest day of the year finally arrived. Mr. Frederick was nice enough to let you have the holiday off and in turn you got to help with everything! Mrs. G, Mrs. L, and Hop's grandmother were delighted to have another lady around to talk to while making the food and you were....Having the absolute time of your life making food while Hop's grandfather started setting up some of the party games! Caramel apples! Popcorn balls! Pumpkin Pie! Home made pizza! And of course candy! It was just some random brand bought from the grocery store you currently worked at but it was good enough for you! Of course the food you made specifically came out a bit sloppy looking or a bit burnt as you weren't the best cook, but it was all in fun! There was also so much other stuff that was to be had. Hop's grandfather set up a few things. A pinata shaped like a haunter filled with more candy. A small tub with water that beheld bobbing for apples. And a few other things. So imagine everyone the teens' shock and delight at seeing everything set up and ready to go!!....Well almost. At one point while you all were waiting for the Pizza to cook Gloria took you aside and found her in what was a headband with Eevee ears attached to it and upon your confusion produced one similar to hers and slapped it over your head. You blinked for a moment...but laughed and rolled with it! It was one holiday you could dress up anyways. Turns out you two weren't the only ones either as Hop wore a plain wooloo mask and Victor adored a pair of stantler antlers.

IT. WAS. A. BLAST!!!

So much happened. Some basic spooky sounds played from somewhere as you all enjoyed the time. Victor managed to wack the pinata open blindfolded grinning like a man who won the lottery. You attempted to try and get an apple from the tub but failed and ended up sputtering on some water hacking and coughing earning a few laughs. Mrs. G tried it too but had to stop in order for Gloria to fish her mother's glasses out from the tub which you did tease at. The only one able to get an apple was Hop...and then Silver when he used his tongue to literally snatch them all from the water to eat it. A small pumpkin carving content you also decided to join cuz hey...When was gonna be the next time you would be able to carve a pumpkin? Might as well enjoy these freedoms while you have them before returning home to your mom's and college's rules. Your jack-o-lanturn's face came out lopsided but you didn't a bit. You had fun! And then the food was great too! Won't bore you with the details but it was absolutely delicious! The night went on until it was nearly midnight and everything was winding down...Til Gloria decided it was a good idea to tell a ghost story.

"HEY!," she piped up all of a sudden as Victor yawned. "I gotta idea! Let's tell a ghost story!"

"Glory, it's late," Victor grumbled, "N' I'm nah in the mood ta 'ere one of yer ghost stories 'gain. If it's bout that girl with the letter from Hammerlocke again I swear I'll drown in boredom!"

"HEY! She was TOO a ghost!"

"Ye got no proof-"

"How about the story of the mysterious ghost pokemon of Slumbering Weald?," Hop suggested to keep them from fighting again. "You know. The invisible pokemon that aren't really there but haunt the deepest most foggiest parts of the Weald." Hop dawned a creepy smile holding up his hands." People say if you run into them you're never seen again!"

"Hop pal. We've heard that one SO many times before I know it word for word. And it's not Ghosts. Some people were probably just spooked by some wild ghost type pokemon and made up the story."

"What about you Y/n?" You paused in the middle of eating some kind of chocolate candy as Gloria looked at you. "Have any ghost stories from the Kalos Region?"

You perked up they turned to you. "Who? Me?"

"Yeah! Tell us a ghost story from the Kalos Region!"

Oh crap. You didn't know any ghost stories from Kalos let alone any story from any region!! .....Quick. Use a story that you've heard from your own world. Straightening up you smiled brightly. "I don't know any ghost stories from there." They looked crestfallen. "But I do remember this one ghost story I heard when I was a kid. The Headless Horsem-... Ahem*. The Headless Rapidashman."

"Ooh. What's that bout?"

"I wouldn't mind hearing a new tale myself," Hop's grandfather chimed in happily.

You smiled. "Alright then. *Ahem* Once upon a time a long time ago there was a Man called Ichabod Crane who was as skinny and looked a lot more like a gangly scarecrow. He was a traveling teacher and one day came to the town of ...uh..Poke Hollow."

You told them the story as the adults smiled amused at the semi terrified looks on the three teens faces as you acted out and hammed up your Pokemon twist on the story of The Headless Horseman.

"The next morning the remains of a smashed pumpkin were found by the old bridge's entrance. But no signs of the old schoolmaster. Only his hat found by the pumpkin's remains surrounded by hoove prints of a rapidash that mysteriously led no where. Some say Ichabod fled to another region fair away from the hollow but the locals knew that he was yet another poor soul caught by the Headless Rapidashman. Never to be seen again."...You suddenly half lunged arms up. "BOO!" They all screamed and Victor even fell off the small footrest he sat off with an 'Oof' landing on the floor as everyone chuckled at their reactions. Even you despite their frowns. BEST. HALLOWEEN. EVER!!

-NOVEMBER TO DECEMBER-

Days passed and things went back to normal around there. Silver went with the others as you either worked at the store or helped Mrs. L around the house with anything she needed. Eventually helping to put away all the Halloween decorations some time later after the spooky holiday. November felt like a blur as everything passed, you almost asked about Thanksgiving but figured they wouldn't celebrate it let alone even know what it is. The days got colder and colder with December approaching and with it the Champion Matches and your trip back home. To your mother and your trip back to college. Oh your mother was going to flip when you suddenly showed back up after being gone for nearly an entire year....and you were dreading that outcome. What would she do? Yell at you that's for sure. But what if she decided to kick you out because she thought you 'ran away' or something?! The downward spiral of what if scenarios and thoughts made you feel queasy but shook them off. No matter. What ever happens happens. You'd deal with it when the time came to deal with it. Sometimes you'd even chat with Hop before he headed out with the others.

"Good luck shiny hunting today. And thanks again for taking Silver."

Hop nodded. "No problem. It's like Raihan said! We'll need all the time we can get to prepare for the finals!"

You blinked confused. "When did Raihan say that?"

"When he saw us off at the train station remember?"

Oh yeah. You forgot he did end up seeing you all off at the train station before leaving for Postwick. Gloria had been running ahead of you guys and Hop was right behind here with you all.

"HURRY UP!," she called back towards all of you running towards the station. "We'll miss the bloody train!"

"Wait up, Gloria! I'm coming too!", Hop called after.

"Yer both bloody nuts you are! The t-train won't come for 'nother hour!," Victor huffed with you in tow. Until you all reached the station at around eleven in the morning.

Once you all got to the station is when you all got a chance to sit down and catch your breaths. And chat since you had a good hour before the train actually came. So you opted to ask Hop how his Battle went.

"I had Raihan beat in no time!," he beamed, "Once I got my head on straight and stopped doubting every decision I made that is.." he gave a nervous chuckle. "Heh. But it was a real good show down! I couldn't stop smiling through it all!"

''And you never stopped nattering on through the entire battle. You're pretty different from the Champion in that." ......You groaned as they looked over and slowly you did too. You knew that voice, and weren't really surprised to see the Dragon Boy again walking into the station smiling lazily. Oh what now? "But your strength is genuine. As proven by the dragon badge you won from me. You came at me with the force of a raging storm and even I was blow away. "

"You?," you asked raising a brow, "What are you doing here?"

He chuckled and waved a hand to you. "Hey there, Miss! I just came to some of the actual few challengers I've had this year off. No biggy. And see how the sass master herself was doing without me.~"

You deadpanned. "Uh huh...Well with that aside, what did you wanna tell them?"

"Hm?...Oh right!" Then he turned his attention onto Hop and Gloria. "Ok. Listen up you two. Battle your way through the Champion Cup tournament to face Leon. One of you ought to. "

"I reckon I'm still the favorite to win but I'm up against my true rival, Gloria!," Hop spoke confidentally, "So I'll wring every last thing I learned during my battle with you Raihan to beat her!" Before whirling around and pointing at the girl's chuckling face. "So get a move on, Gloria! The train's waiting!''

"Hop the train's not gonna be 'ere for 'nother hour!"

....Hop blinked and slowly put his hand back down. "Oh yeah...I forgot."

Raihan chuckled also flashing one of his signiture smirks that had many fans swooning. "Be sure to keep your head on your shoulders. And take all the time you can to prepare. After all Lee's called the 'Unbeatable' and 'Undefeated' Champion for a reason. You'll need as much of a chance as you can get against him."

The rest of that convo before he left was a blur and you couldn't remember all of it, but did remember you did try apologizing to him for the Hoodie incident..and technically threatening to soak you with water gun. But he just laughed it off and seemed to forgive and forget...making a joke if you really wanted to say sorry to have dinner with him before you declined sternly again and then resumed waiting with the others until you did end up leaving Hammerlocke again and coming back to Postwick. Small world huh? But anyhow, life went on. As November came to a close you gave Mrs. L the rent for that month and next month in advance since you weren't really sure when you would be leaving...Until one of the guys told you they'd be leaving the sixteenth.

"Wait. Really?"

"Yep!," Hop replied, "It's gonna take us a couple days to actually get to Wyndon City even by train, and there's a strict deadline we have to meet or else we'll be considered forfeit." He sighed sadly and reached up a hand to rub at his neck a bit. "Man. It's a shame we won't be able to spend Christmas with Gramps or Gran...Or Mum. Or even Lee. But I put so much hard work into this." He gave a determined look. "I just know I can't lose if I try my best!"

"That's the spirit! Don't worry. I'm sure everything will turn out fine in the end."

And you were pretty sure it all was going to. After all. You played through the game before....Although you couldn't help but feel like you were still forgetting something VERY important...Oh well. You were going to be home soon enough. You already had enough to deal with worrying about what was gonna happen once you get back, so you shouldn't worry about what was going on in the game world too much as soon you wouldn't be a part of it anymore. Hopefully. Having already given Mrs. L the rent for both months you'd be staying, you also gave Mr. Frederick your two week's notice in advance explaining your situation to which he gladly understood you wouldn't be working for him for too long. Never the less you still worked hard despite having to leave soon as a means to keep your mind of when you'd finally go back. Helping Mr. Frederick to stock up on plenty of supplies for the holiday rush. Helping Mrs. L and her family decorate and carry the Christmas decorations from the shed. And planning ahead with Victor before going and buying the supplies you all would need for the trip to Wyndon City. It would take a good seven to ten days by train to get there so it was best to plan ahead and get the supplies all bought and seperated ahead of time. Had a hard time keeping Silver out of it though. By the tenth of December the first snowfall of the year had fallen at last blanketing the town of Postwick in snow and you all were awoken to Hop's excited whooping of joy. Groggily getting up and going to the source of said commotion in your Pjs with everyone else to see what it was all about. And you under stood why when Hop lugged what was a box about the size of a small coffee table into the living room area beaming with complete awe at it.

"What *yyaawwwwnn* is that?," you asked yawning and pointing to the box.

"Lee sent us presents early!,'' Hop shouted already prying the cardboard box apart with his bare hands to get to the inside. "He sends us a package every year when he can't join us!"

"Huh. He sent it early this year. The dear must've known you all would leave soon and wanted you to have it," Hop's grandmother reasoned and it seemed to make sense. Leon was a considerate enough guy to do that.

You watched with a smile on your face as Hop dug into the box, gasping and almost squealing in delight at pulling out other smaller things wrapped in shiny wrapping paper as the family received their gifts. ....Couldn't remember the last time you even received one gift- You shook you head. NO! Now's not the time to be thinking about those sad thoughts right now Y/n. Especially when they were in a good mood.

Hop gasped again tearing open his to reveal a....book?? He held out to show everyone. "I DON'T BELIEVE IT!! IT'S THE LIMITED EDITION OF PROFESSOR MAGNOLIA'S DYNAMAX THEORISM ENCYCLOPEDIA!! IT HAS THE ENTIRE HISTORY AND LORE BEHIND THE DYNAMAX AND GIGANTOMAX PHENOMENON!!" He immediately opened it and flipped through a couple pages before stopping at one. "And it's even SIGNED?! These sold out completely last year! Where did Lee get one of these?!"

Ah! So a book on pokemon lore. Makes sense Leon would gift Hop something like that. It's right up his little brother's ally. The rest of the gifts seemed like perfect matches for the rest of the family too. Hop's grandmother got some of her favorite cookies. Hop's grandfather received a pretty cute sweater with a purrloin on the front which he seemed to adore. And Mrs. L got one of those self pampering kits. And you soon found out they weren't the only ones who received a package as well from the next time you ran into the twins and Mrs. G. Mrs. G having some kind of small handy gardening tool kit, Victor with a brand new water proof camera, and Gloria who ran up to you excitedly with her FULLY completed curry dex book all full with at least one of every known curry. Apparently Leon heard about her trying to complete it and had graciously sent her a whole bunch of pictures of curries and pokemon she didn't have yet. Good! She was almost done with both dexes then. Wouldn't be too long before she got that all done as well. You also found out it was a habit of Leon's to send them gifts like this every Christmas. And not just them too. Sonia and her grandmother would usually end up getting something mailed to them as well as his gym leader friends. Like you said before Leon was a very considerate man. While you were a bit sad at being left out, you were happy non the less that the others were all very happy. Until the day finally came that you all would leave for Wyndon on the sixteenth. And like the other three who were giddy with excitement, you made preperations. Going to the store to help out with cleaning down practically everything and restocking as much as you could before leaving for good as a thank you to Mr. Frederick for helping you out and going back at the end of the day as you had a few other things to do. The first thing being when you got back to shower and afterwards borrow some cleaning supplies from Mrs. L to deep clean her basement and it's ajourned bathroom as a last thank you as well. And after all you didn't want to come off as a bad roommate to the family that showed you so much kindness. Having paid for this month in advance you weren't worried about paying for December rent. When all was said and done, you did the last few tasks of helping out Mrs. L if she asked for anything of you and repacking and making sure you had everything of yours ready to go, as well as making sure Silver would have enough room in your backpack to sit in again. He could use a break from the cold from you making him go out with the guys all this time. By the end of it all you were absolutely exhausted, and easily fell asleep into your sleeping bag. Dozing off for your trip tomorrow....Which...came sooner than expected when you suddenly found yourself woken so early in the morning by someone relentlessly shaking you like a dumb maraca!

"Y/N!! WAKE UP!!," someone shouted really loudly into your ear shaking you harder than a leaf in a tornado.

"AH!!," you ended up wrenching yourself up blinking and half expecting it to be your mother which caused the mild panic you felt...before deflating with a groan when you realized it was just Hop smiling before you. He was already wrapped up in a winter coat, scarf, and other things to keep himself warm. "Darn it, Hop..*yyaaawwwwnn*" You mumbled reaching an arm up to wipe at your eyes. "What time is it?"

"Five in the morning." You stared at him. "......What?"

"FIVE in the MORNING!?," you asked gobsmacked. You must've look a sight all tired eyed and messy haired. "Hop, the sun's not even out! For what reason are we having to get up THIS early?"

"You need to wake up or we'll miss the morning train out of town," he explained like it was the most casual thing in the world.

"Train? Train to where?"

"To Wydon City of course! If we wanna make it to the matches on time we have to leave!" He lightly tugged on your arm to get your still half awake self up. "C'mon! The others are already waiting for us at the station!"

He turned to run off leaving you sitting there for a long pausing moment blinking tiredly at the wall as Silver groggily got up next to you...Before your eyes suddenly widened at the slap of realization. OH CRAP!! THE TRAIN TO WYNDON CITY!! THE CHAMPION MATCHES!! YOUR TICKET H O M E!! DUH!? And it was about to leave! Quickly scrambling up you scrambled around to throw on a pair of clothes that weren't pjs and a coat. Rolling up and packing away your sleeping bag. Silver let out a loud chirp when you picked him up and practically shoved him into your bag before hoisting him over your shoulders. Wobbling a bit not used to the added weight after so long. After all you hadn't carried him like this since Circhester. Making one last sweep around the place you made sure you had gathered everything and everything was in it's place before leaving back up the stairs. Finding Hop and Mrs. L decked in her own winter wear waiting for you.

"There you are Y/n. Are you ready to leave?" You nodded. "Oh good. Let's all be off then. I'm seeing you all off. "

Flashlights in hand being your only light other than the other buildings against the early dark morning as you all left through the snow, cold hit your face as soon as you stepped out the door, and snow crunched under your feet as the three of you left off carefully trudging down the roads to the station. Being careful not to slip down the hill as you all walked down it and across the bridge over to the station. Snow clinging to your bodies as you all walked up to the door and went inside. The inside wasn't really any warmer than the outside having an open area for passengers to just bored and get off the trains at will. And in there on some of the benches were the twins and Mrs. G decked out in winter wear and ready to go with their bags full. Having turned their heads towards your light when the door opened.

"HOP! Y/N!," Gloria greeted with a big smile on her face standing up. "You made it

Hop nodded before turning his attention to the clock on the wall. "...Five fifty four. Almost time for the train to arrive! OH MAN!! IM SO EXCITED!!"

"I KNOW!!" Gloria held a fist up. "I'm so pumped ta be goin' ta the finals and showin' all I can do out there! I know we can do it-"

Your mind clouded out the rest of what everyone was saying as you stared off into space. So this was it huh? All the work you did with traveling and helping them avoid danger and even on a couple cases winning battles like with Raihan with Silver's help. ..And all of this would all be ending just at the very end of this month. That was about two or so weeks and then...Back to walking on eggshells around your own Mum, no more celebrating holidays, and going to college working a bunch of jobs to hopefully pay your student debt for a degree you came to conclude you didn't want. And possibly losing your home and having a big fight with your mum if this somehow wasn't a dream and you've actually been teleported to some world for a real long time. You were lost in thought and didn't even notice the loud noises of the train coming in or the good byes the mothers were giving the guys. Even if you did notice you would've most likely had only felt sadness.

"C'MON Y/N!! THE TRAIN'S 'BOUT TA LEAVE!!"

That finally snapped your attention back to the present blinking. A loud train horn sounded off startling the four of you into turning to the train, then you happened to glance at the clock hanging upon the wall and noticed that it was six in the morning. As the mothers waved good bye, the four of you went towards the gate and watched as Gloria slipped a single dollar into the slot of it. It made a ping noise and you guess it unlocked because the three of you easily slipped by and towards the train. The grey and yellow train's doors slid open with a whoosh sound as the three of you entered just as another horn sounded off startling you a bit. Inside was who you assumed to be a train conductor who gestured for you all to exit through another door to the right which lead to the passenger cars and other people who happened to be on the train with you three. There was about fifthteen other people with you so the four of you had to go to one of the back seats. Yellow painted metal bars were everywhere along with Blue seats with a table between the two of them. Above each pair of seats was a small area to put luggage. You three sat down just as the train was starting off. Looking out the window and waving their goodbyes even though you were sure their mothers couldn't see them anymore. You sat there with the reality all laid out on the table for you to look at ....and you inhaled deeply before exhaling. This was it. The champion matches. The final endings of the game. Gloria would become the new Champion and then the game would come to it's final conclusion and then after that. Surely....SURELY!! You would wake up from this dream. Back to your mother. Back to your college plans. Back to normal reality. You were going home.

.....But then......

Why didn't the idea of that make you happy?

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souichieatr · 3 years

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wanna be yours, ch2

suna x freader , foxy boy

where in which two opposites fall in love

a/n: for everyone who commented on the posts youve been added sorry i cant reply <//3 if you're interested in being in the taglist send me an ask, i was thinking of making a playlist for the au would anyone be interested? lmk !! sorry if there are any mistakes or if its bad this is my first writing <3

ch1. this voice im hearing rn? , hey bestie

word count: 2,090

the first song- The Ghost of You- my chemical romance

second song- I Bet on Losing dogs- mitski

third song- Crybaby- destroy boys

pocketing her phone after reading tendous message, she opens the door waving to a couple friends and offers friendly smile taking her seat. a pair of pale green eyes follow her. after yesterday suna did a little research about her y/n y/l/n the bassist and youngest in the band called 4u, she has quite a big following on twitter, she's really nice and interacts with the fans. looking at her now you can't imagine her on stage suna thought. breaking away from his thoughts as the teacher walks in. spouting for about what feels like hours and the students taking notes, finally lunch approaches. y/n jumps from her seat grabbing her case she walks to the third year hallway. waving to her friends they walk to her, tendou wrapping his arms around her “y/n!!!!!! i missed you” laughing as she hugged him back “tendou!!! i missed you toooo.” she turns to the grey haired male, “semisemi!!” she says giving him a hug, he rolls his eyes and hugs her back “and ushi!!” she turns to the brunette to which he pats her head “good afternoon y/n.” as they go to the lunch room to grab their lunch, they walk to one of the music rooms they usually occupy. a beep from her phone grabs her attention seeing her friend atsumu asking if him his twin and their friend can join for lunch, “hey guys you dont mind if atsumu and his friends come join us?” she says setting down her case against the wall. “nah you can invite them, atsumu is our biggest hype man” tendou says, grabbing his drum sticks from his back pocket. texting him its cool she goes to unzip her bass. “oh ms lady ive missed you” she says hugging the instrument, “i can't believe you two and always wanting to play, dont yall have any other hobby?” semi says, grabbing the schools given guitar setting the speaker up for y/n. tendou gives a scoff “semisemi dont act like you hate hearing us play i see you listening to our covers alllll the timeeeee” he says “yeah semi besides we have a concert soon and it wouldnt be bad to have an audience” y/n says walking to semi to connect her bass to the speaker when the door opens, entering is atsumu in the middle, osamu on his left, and a mystery guy in the back. setting her bass down running up to the blond “tsumu!!” giving him a hug “y/n!!” he hugs her back, she waves to osamu, who shes met on an occasion. looking towards the dark haired guy she walks up to him, noticing shes seen him somewhere. “youre suna right? we're in the same class?” she says giving him a hand and a awkward smile, nodding at her words. “hope its okay im here” he says taking her hand giving a slight shake. “nah dont worry its nice to have a different face, seeing tsumu is getting boring” turning around to the male. “what she means to say is we could use practice in front of new people” the grey haired male says giving a small laugh when tendou scoffs at him, both guys walking towards the small group. “this is semi and this is tendou” she says introducing them. when the introductions are over the two males go back to setting up, y/n walks the newcomers to the sitting area “here you guys can sit, im sure you all know ushijima” on hearing his name he looks up from his name giving a small head bow. they all sit “any recommendations tsumu?” y/n says walking to her bass making sure everything was good, looking towards the small group. “y/n you know my favorites” atsumu says stealing one of his brothers onigiri. y/n laughs and rolls her eyes, turning to tendou “anything you wanna try tori?” tendou looks at her with a smile “y/n lets show semi whatweve been working on” hearing this semi looked at them “what do you guys mean? what did you two do” y/n chuckles at the grey hairs doubtful expression “mr semisemi you know your favorite mcr song” when she sees him nod she continues “me and tori learned it” she says pushing him lightly. semi looked at her with wide eyes then at tendou, looking at semi tendou flicked his drum stick between his fingers with a nod. “wow semi cant believe you, we spent so much hours perfecting a my chemical romance for your sap self and he doesn't believe us y/nie i might

” tendou says fake sniffing. the little group in the back beyond confused, atsumu clearing his throat “have you three forgotten us already, wheres our show” ushijima nodding his head “yeah why are you guys being so vague” tendou snickers “dont worry you three and wakatoshi we have decided to play a new song or well cover i should say” “yeah and its semi’s favorite band you know the one that he wears on his shirts?” ushijima looking towards the girl after hearing her statement he nods. “okay can we play now ive been waiting to show my skills and get our lovely semi's opinion” y/n says removing her pick, both boys giving a ‘yeah’. finally tendou does the countdown. suna looks at all three of them with slight excitement in his stomach, ‘is this a new song im going to hear?’ before he could think of anything else, semi started playing a few chords by himself and y/n starting to add her own strums then tendou adding drums. sunas eyes widen at how well all the sounds blended together, freezing in his spot when semi started singing, when hitting the chorus y/n joins him. suna looking at her, he felt like he had been put in a trance, feeling like theres a spotlight on her when she starts nodding her head seeing her tongue sticking out when stringing the instrument. towards the end you can see y/n lose focus and her eye twitches, ending the song she sighs. “hey sorry about the end” waving to the guys to her left with a frown. hearing applause from the group the frown doesnt last long. “WHOOO!!!!! THAT WAS MY BESTIES GO SEMI! GO TENDOU! GO Y/N!!” atsumu gets up and yells. “that was so good what the hell that was yer first time too?” he says going up to the group, high-fiving y/n. “i mean me and tendou practiced together but semi basically has every song by them memorized but together? yeah our first.” tendou getting up to get his water that was next to ushijima. semi joining the fake blond and the girl, patting her on her back “that was a good first for us i can tell you and tendou worked hard, we're definitely adding it to the set list.” getting a laugh from both of them semi walks to the small group. “hey man that was really good, you have a nice voice” suna says as semi approaches, semi turned to him surprised “oh thank you im glad you enjoyed, do you listen to our stuff?” he says taking a seat next to him. “ive recently just started, i hope that doesnt sound too weird” the dark haired suddenly getting a little embarrassed, chuckling “its not weird i promise, well its good you listen to us or im sure it would've been awkward to just be here” nodding along to what he said. tendou going back to the drums “are you cowards tapping out now?” “COWARDS?!?!” y/n yells back turning around “i am no coward tendou satori i'll make you eat those words semi get over here” she said grabbing semis attention and shooing atsumu back to his seat. chuckling as he sat back down, turning to suna “howd ya like em? theyre good huh?” suna rolling his eyes “im not going to help inflate your ego tsumu” “yeah tsumu yer big ego is not cute” gasping to their remarks “you guys are so mean to me, i introduce you to nice music and even the artists and this is the thanks i get” before any could respond tendou starts clicking his sticks. starting this one is tendou with a slower sound, y/n entering second then semi with vocals. y/n leans down to mess with something by her foot turning a notch noises like static come out adding to the music, coming up fast she starts adding her vocals complimenting semis. pressing on the box she leans down as more noises come out. atsumu leans over to sunas ear “thats a pedal that holds other sounds and can help stretch other sounds” suna giving him a nod. towards the end y/n reaches down to the pedal again adding a distorted sound before adding her last bit of ‘oohs’ before the song ends. everyone clapping as the members stay still for s bit before y/n dramatically bows “youre so welcome lovely audience” she says blowing kisses to them, laughing at her atsumu jumps up and down pretending to be a crazy fan “oh y/n you were so go

od i love you y/n!!!” y/n laughing at him. “hey atsumu what about me!” tendou asks swinging his hand “howd i do?” “oh tendou you were so good, i love you too tendou!!!” he says swinging his arm back. tendou satisfied with his response nods his head, “and with that lets play one more i still want time to actually eat before we play again later.” “yeah lets try ‘crybaby’ we haven't done that in awhile” semi says getting in position.“remember y/n you do the verses” y/n nods clearing her throat “go tori” she says and tendou starts the counting again. starting the counting fast he gets one beat then y/n starts off with singing, swinging her bass back she grabs the mic. suna cracks a smile nodding his head a little as he remembers this song on their youtube, atsumu whistling when y/n dips down her mic as she sings, letting the boys have a solo in between verses she bobs her head. the last few seconds of the song she swings the instrument back as she steps on the pedal creating feedback, as semi goes to vocals she starts getting a solo with tendou playing, y/n leans forward and her and semi sing the rest of the song. after the last note they all look out of breath. clapping for them again letting them catch their breath, y/n starts laughing “i forget how hard that song is towards the end” laughing with her tendou nods “its literally the last 50 seconds that get the hardest” “alright lets clean up” semi says laughing at both of their bored looks they send him. finishing up they all go to the group whove are talking among themselves. sighing as she sits y/n takes the seat next to suna, “so howd you like the songs?” she says with a smile “they were good though i only recognized the last one” he replies, “tsumu told me you started listening to us recently so i thought or well semi thought wed show off a bit with our best song being that” she says with a smile grabbing her bottle. a small smile appears on his face “oh hey tsumu told me youre like really good in your classes and i really need help in history and since we have that group project coming up do you wanna pair up?” she says setting her bottle down grabbing a bag of chips. “yeah i dont mind as long as you actually do something and i can help you study if your grade is that bad” he says. “thatd actually help me out a lot i really appreciate it” she lets a breath out. after that the two spent all lunch just talking, the conversation coming easy for both of them. hearing the bell ring y/n hugs her friends and walks with suna to their class, pairing up in the project the teacher had given them in their period. after class before y/n rushed out she passed him her number with a wink “text me for the deets foxy boy.” ‘foxy boy? suna thought to himself shaking his head texting her with a simple ‘hey its suna’ and heading home.

facts !

during lunch when suna and y/n we're talking the followed each other on twitter

semi was really touched they learned the mcr song

the 4u concert is at a small venue but no one really cares about the other groups going there

osamu and atsumu almost started fighting over the onigiri until suna said something about ushijima being right there

atsumu was watching suna and y/n talking

osamu actually really enjoyed being there during lunch

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robert-de-niro-only-fans · 3 years

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Take Me Home Tonight

Robert De Niro x Reader

Set in the early 70s in L.A., hardly any plot, mostly smut 🤗

TW: verrrrry smutty, some vulgar words

Word Count: 3.8k

The atmosphere at The Roxy tonight is really buzzing; people are pouring in to see the newest band, and everyone knows that bands have to roll through the clubs in Los Angeles before they'll make it big in the United States.

You had become good friends with some people that worked there, and the owners certainly didn't mind the extra help, especially since it was free. Though, you do get something out of it when you meet all the bands and celebrities and executives that come through here.

You helped greet people as they came in and passed out flyers for upcoming concerts. Sometimes you would help put up posters or get the bands set up on stage before events.

"(Y/N)! Get in here!" Your friend calls from across the room that an audience is beginning to pack into. You leave your stack of flyers on a table for people to take, and join your friends in the dressing rooms. "Hey! I know you like to meet the band, and they have a little bit of time," your friend says. He befriended you a few months ago, and you think he really has a crush on you. You don't have feelings for him, but you are nice to him because he gets you backstage all the time.

He puts an arm around your shoulders and pulls you through door of the dressing room. There are of course lots of girls hanging out back there trying to get with some famous guy, not that you were any different. The guys in the band are all sat around with their big hair and lots of eyeliner, surrounded bottles of alcohol, drugs, and girls. Some staff is hanging out back there, making sure things stay tame. There are also some people back there because they're kind of popular; a lot of up-and-coming artists, actors, and models networking with one another.

Your friend takes you around the room introducing you to anyone who will stop long enough to talk to you. Just a few people away, you see a very cute guy who you're hoping you'll be able to introduce yourself to. When the models you're talking to kind of start taking to each other, you take the chance to slip away and find your way over to that cutie.

Just as you're about to speak to him, you feel your friend's hand on your shoulder. You feel yourself cringing a bit on the inside, because you had really hoped to talk to the hot guy alone.

"Oh, (Y/N)!! This is Robert! Robert De Niro! He's an actor from New York!" your friend more or less shouts.

The guy, who is apparently named Robert, turns to face you, giving you a bright smile with a hint of smugness, "Hey, (Y/N), right? It's nice to meet you."

He holds out his hand for you to shake; you put your hand in his, which he gently squeezes.

"Hi, it's nice to meet you, too," is all you can really get out as the man in front of you gently pulls your hand towards him and places a kiss on your knuckles. His eyes stay locked with yours the whole time. After a short pause, you pipe up, "So you're an actor? Theatre or film?"

"Eh, a little bit of both, but more films recently."

"Oooh, any movies I would've seen on the big screen?"

He lets out a little chuckle, clearly not a fan of bragging on himself, "Um, maybe. I was in Mean Streets a couple years ago."

"Oh yeah! I saw that. Were you the main character?"

"No, that was my friend, Harvey; I played his best friend, the guy who blows up the mailbox at the beginning."

"No way! No way that's you! You look totally different now. Your haircut is a lot better now!" You both have a laugh as Robert steps closer to you and slips arm arm around your waist. Your friend had been called over somewhere else.

"Say, that guy that was with you, he's not your boyfriend, is he?" Robert asks, a bit more confident than he had been here.

"Oh, no!! We're just friends, and he gets me into shows here," you rub your hand up and down a spot on Robert's side right above his hip before letting your hand drop back down next to you.

"Mmm, so he's not gonna be jealous if I hold onto you for the night?" Everyone in the room starts to shuffle out; the band is about to go on. However, Robert holds you firmly to your spot with his arm that was still on your waist. He even presses his fingers into you when you make a move like you're about to go with everyone else.

"Well, he does have a crush on me, but he knows I don't like him back-"

"(Y/N)! You guys coming? Show starts in 5!" Speak of the Devil. Your friend calls to you, urging you to leave the dressing room and go with him.

"I'll be out soon! I'm just gonna talk to Robert a few more minutes," you say, just to get your friend off your back.

"Alright," he yells out before leaving the room and shutting the door. You and Robert are alone now, and Robert immediately takes advantage of this bybeing much more handsy than he had been before. He pulls you into him and puts a hand on the side of your face, his fingertips tangled up in your hair a bit.

"Woah! What's the rush?" you ask, putring your hands on his chest in an effort to slow him down.

"You said you were only gonna stay a few more minutes," Robert leans in and begins to whisper in your ear, "I just wanna make the most of it, and I certainly wouldn't want to make a liar out of you."

You don't say anything; in fact, you're trying really hard not to lose your cool, because that was kind of hot. You move your hands away from his chest, one landing in his side and the other on the side of his neck, mirroring his hand.

As you lean in and let your chest rest against his, he takes that as a sign and pulls you towards him with the hand tangled in your hair and begins kissing you, gently for just a second but then much more passionately.

You don't know what else to do besides surrender your mouth to him. By now the band was playing very loudly from the main stage, and you felt secluded in your own little world with Robert. He pulls away from the kiss, and gently graces his fingertips over your neck, perhaps testing the waters for if you might be into that kind of thing.

You decide to make a move on him, showing him that you can take charge as well. Your lips latch on to his neck letting your tongue and lips work on him. He leans his head back, letting out a low moan and giving you more access to the skin there. He lets out a small gasp when your teeth nip at him. You can only imagine him blushing over letting out that little gasp, how cute that would look on him.

He puts his hand on the back of your head, urging you to keep going, pressing your face into him. You work your way up to the shell of his ear, and when he lets out a needy moan, you kiss him gently on the earlobe and let out a giggle.

"What's so funny?" he breathes out.

You pull away to get a good look at him. "Nothing," you say, observing the pink flush on his cheeks and neck and the lust blown look in his eyes, "you're just cute. That's all." You step back from him and turn to walk away.

"Hey! Where are you going?" He says, shifting awkwardly.

"Aren't you here for a concert? And I thought you said you didn't wanna make a liar out of me... It's been more than a few minutes." You turn back to him, but at a distance now. You're able to really take in his figure, not to mention the bulge that had formed at the front of his pants.

Robert rushes over to go with you, slipping his hand into yours as you lead the way out into the concert crowd.

The concert is wild; the band really has the crowd raring to party. Robert never strays far from you, keeping his hand in yours or his arms around you while you dance for him. The place is packed, so it gives you a reason to stay extra close to him. You make a point of rubbing up against him often, and he responds by squeezing your hips or nuzzling into your neck leaving quick little kisses.

The evening turns into a bit of a teasing game, as you dance against Robert, and he showers you in affection.

• • •

After the concert, you head back into the dressing room like you normally would, but this time with Robert in tow. He whispers in your ear, "Why don't we just head out of this place, baby? You know I can't wait to get you alone."

"This is what I normally do after the shows, I don't want my friends to think I've ditched them for a guy," you giggle, "and besides, it would be rude to leave without congratulating the band."

"Mmmm..." he whines, "I guess I'm not the one with a reputation to uphold here in LA." You both chuckle as you head back into the dressing rooms.

As an unspoken compromise to Robert, you make it quick saying goodnight to the band. In a matter of a few minutes, you're out on the street hailing a taxi.

"Where ya headed?" the taxi driver asks as Robert pulls you into the backseat. He gives the name of his hotel; you hadn't really discussed where you were going, just that you needed to go somewhere.

The taxi starts rolling, and immediately, Robert's lips are on yours. He wastes no time getting to business, as he grabs your legs and pulls you over to straddle his lap. You felt a little embarrassed about the taxi driver watching, but you kept going anyway. You run your hand over Robert's chest and through his hair as you makeout fiercely. The man beneath you wraps his arms around you, so he can press your chest into his.

The way his tongue explored your mouth... You had never experienced anything like it. He was very good at what he was doing. You let out a moan against his mouth, and you feel his hips move underneath you. He gets a grip on your hair with one hand and puts the other one your hip, pushing you down as he bucks his hips up into you. You let out a loud gasp as you feel his hardness against you.

You cradle your head in the crook of his neck trying to catch your breath as you rub his chest with your hands. "Robert?" It's almost a whisper because you're so close to his ear.

"Hmm?" he questions, clearly worked up.

"Maybe we should slow down a bit, I'd hate for this to reach an end before we even get out the taxi."

"Yeah... You're right," he says through a breathy chuckle. He rubs your head lightly, enjoying you cuddling into him. There's a bit of a lull in conversation and in action. "You know, I think you're really beautiful. I should've told you that earlier."

For the first time that night, you see Robert's sweet, vulnerable side. You can tell that he likes hooking up with girls, but that he likes to hook up with girls that he actually likes, not just anyone random. He cups your cheek in his hand, once again, and strokes his thumb over your chin and lightly presses on your bottom lip. You lightly take the tip of his thumb in your mouth, sucking on it. Robert makes a small noise and pulls his thumb from your mouth, then he gently brings you in for a kiss, much slower and more sensual this time. Between kisses, you stare into each other's eyes with nervous smiles; somehow this seems more intimate than what you had been doing before.

Amidst your comfortable silence, the taxi stops at Robert's hotel. Naturally, he invites you up to his room. He quickly pays the driver and takes you by the hand into the hotel.

Upon reaching his room, he opens the door for you, but before you can go too far, he grabs you by the arm and pins you against the wall with his body. His hand finds your cheek again, and he kisses you gently. As your kissing intensifies, his hand slides down to your neck, giving a gentle squeeze. When you let out a little whimper, he can't help but be a little proud of himself. He likes the idea of you making noises because of him.

His lips move down and find your neck, returning the favor from earlier. When you start letting out little gasps and moans, Robert continues his onslaught by leaving little love bites and sucking on the skin there. You put your fingers in his hair, tugging on it whenever you ball your hand into a first. You seem to both be hitting all the right buttons on the other person.

By this point, the man in front of you is majorly turned on again, and he lets you know this but pressing his hips against yours, letting you feel how hard he is for you. You can tell he is desperate for a little attention, so you slide a have around to the front of his pants, applying some extra pressure where it was needed. He rests his head on your shoulder and groans somewhat loudly, as he rocks his hips into your open palm.

"(Y/N)..." he nearly whines for you, "I want you. I want you so bad." He places some kisses over the small bruises forming on your neck.

You get right next to his ear to whisper, "Then take me..."

With that, he wraps your legs around his waist and carries you the short distance to the bed. He lays you down and within a second is on top of you, kissing you again and again.

You begin unbottuning his shirt, and he quickly pulls it off and throws it on the floor. Your hands travel down to his pants and unlatch his belt, while he starts giving attention to your shoulders and collarbone. As you get his zipper down, he says, "Thank you, honey, those were starting to get uncomfortable," after a short pause for more kissing, he asks, "You look very cute in this dress, but would you mind if I took it off?"

"No, I wouldn't mind, sweet boy," you answer as Robert lays his head on your chest, looking up at you with those pretty eyes.

He stands up beside the bed, and you certainly don't mind the view of him shirtless with his pants undone and his hard length outlined in his underwear.

You turn over and lay on your tummy, giving Robert access to the zipper on the back of your dress. As he unzips it, he leaves a trail of kisses down your back. You get on your hands and knees to let the dress slide off your arms, as Robert slides it over your hips and butt. He kneads one of your cheeks for a moment before you turn over and he slides your dress down your legs and drops it on the floor.

"Mmm, you've got a cute butt," he says. You lean up and pull his pants off, before he crawls back onto the bed. He lies next to you running a hand over your thighs, testing the waters before going further. When he leans in to kiss you, you feel his hand gently start to rub circles on your clit over your panties. You reach over and palm him roughly through his underwear as you continue to make out.

Robert moves your panties to the side and slides a finger into you, which earns a loud moan from you. You start to lose your composure as he curls that finger, hitting a sensitive spot inside you. He continues to massage your clit with his thumb, as he adds fingers to stretch you properly.

"You have such a lovely blush, especially when you're this turned on," he whispers to you. As you start to writhe around, your body practically begging for him, he decides he can't wait any longer. He removes his fingers and gets on top of you, hands working at the back of your bra while he kisses you. Once the article of clothing is gone, he cups at your breasts, squeezing lightly and teasing your nipples. He places a few nips and sucks across your exposed chest before moving down and grabbing at your panties. He gets on his knees at the foot of the bed and slides then down your legs before tossing the cloth aside.

He stays there, looking down at you, while he rubs a hand on one of your legs. "You're so beautiful," he says so quietly.

"You're just saying that because I have my clothes off," you giggle while sitting up in front of him.

"No! I told you earlier in the car you were beautiful! You're just... pretty, gorgeous, sexy, all of it."

You blush a little at the sweet man, before telling him, "Stand up."

He does as he's told by backing off the bed and standing on the floor. You sit on the edge of the bed in front of him, and tease at the hem of his boxer briefs with your fingertips. You look up at him and slowly pull the fabric down off of his hips. His hard length finally freed, you gently take it in your hands and start stroking him up and down. He immediately relaxes into your touch, moaning lightly at the feeling of it.

You lean towards him and press your lips to the side of his cock, working your way up to the tip. Still stroking him between kisses, a ball of precum starts to form, so you spread it around the with your thumb, earning a loud moan from Robert as he bucks his hips. You start placing sloppy kisses on the head of his penis, before you open your mouth, taking a bit of his length. His hand quickly finds your hair, tugging at it as you please him with your tongue.

Suddenly, he tugs your hair, which pulls you off of his length. He looks at you with pleading eyes, and says, "I want you, (Y/N). Now."

"Oh, well yes sir!" You joke and crawl back in the bed. He lays down between your legs, his cock teasing at your entrance. Robert being the romantic that he is, just couldn't help but kiss you some more before doing anything else.

While he kisses you, he gently starts pushing into you, using a hand to guide it. His hips rock back and forth in tiny motions as he slowly works his way deeper inside you. You're both moaning furiously against each other's lips, finally feeling what you'd wanted all evening.

You hook your legs on his hips, and his actions become bigger as he gains better access to you. As he's making love to you, he never stops looking into your eyes, and he always has a hand cradling your head in some way, whether it's behind you head in your hair, stroking your cheek with his knuckles, or stroking your lips with his thumb.

Feeling him push in and out of you while he showers you in his affection really has you on cloud nine. He's an incredible lover, and he feels amazing.

As he shifts his legs slightly to find a different angle inside you, he hits that sweet spot that makes any girl go crazy. He picks up his pace hitting that spot over and over and snakes a hand down to play with your clit. In no time, you're a mess; you don't even think you could form a word if your life depended on it.

You start to become a bit noisy as Robert leads you towards your climax. He really enjoys the sound you're making: your moans and whines and even a little bit of yelling.

"Fuck, baby, you feel so good," he says in a breathy voice, "you gonna cum for me?"

You simply furrow your eyebrows and nod excitedly. His fingers teasing the same spot relentlessly combined with the feeling of his hard length rubbing over that sensitive area inside you, it sends you over the edge. Your hips start bucking and a string of sounds comes out of your mouth as you reach your orgasm.

Robert starts to grunt and moan as you tighten around him. His hand move up to your hair, and he changes position a little bit to be closer to you. You could tell he was close.

He wraps a hand around the back of one of your thighs pushing it up towards you chest, getting a deeper position. He buries his head in the crook of your neck, as he fucks into you quickly. A few seconds later, he gasps and presses his lips to yours, moaning against them. He pumps into you in a few long slow strokes, reaching his climax.

He starts giving you soft, sweet little kisses, while he comes down from his high. He presses his forehead to yours and looks into your eyes for a moment before rolling off of you. Your legs are shaky as you ease them down onto the bed.

You look at the man next to you, who is lying there with his hands behind his head and his eyes closed, and you let out a small laugh.

He cracks an eye open and asks, "What's so funny?" with a smirk.

"Nothing," you say, cuddling in to his side, "it's just been a crazy night."

"Mmm... Yes it has," he answers, putting an arm around you, "god, you're so pretty."

"Pretty enough to make you come back to L.A. sometime?"

"Definitely," he whispers with a kiss to your forehead.

#robert de niro #robert de niro x reader #robert de niro imagine #fanfic #1970s #LA #los angeles #smut

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buddha-in-disguise · 3 years

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From boom to bust.

What in the ever fucking hell was that Supergirl?

Okay, quickly. It wasn't as bad as some episodes. It had some great moments, but as is so often the problem since S5 on the show, they got completely overridden by the shit portions.

The biggest one? Well, everyone is rightly complaining about the lack of Alex telling Kelly that Kara is Supergirl.

I'm still reeling from this one. When it became apparent that Kelly knew - I will be honest, I was so stunned, I couldn't even appreciate the great acting by Chyler and Azie. It detracted that much from their scene. And it never should have, because once again, they showed why so many of us love seeing them work together.

So now the next one on my list.

Tough to chose, but I'm going with the time issue.

When was this episode supposed to be set, in relation to episode one?

Because we get the introduction of Silas, and while they don't give a timescale on how long Kara has been missing, the way Nia then mentions Kara still being with Cat Grant, and the initial CatCo scene, all suggests this is very quickly after 6.01 ended.

Plus, even in The Tower, the suggestion is it hasn't been long at all since Kara was lost to the PZ.

But then, William (more on him later) is standing in CatCo, no sling. No sign of having ever been shot. Now, don't get me wrong, I've never been shot, but I have a multitude of health issues, and even if he had great physio, there should be no way in hell his arm has that much movement without some kind of impingement.

But then we have the trial of Lex.

Now even in Supergirl's world, there is no way that a trial would be just a couple of days after Kara is sent to the PZ.

And CatCo has published their hit pieces on Lex. The pieces they were still only discussing in the opening portion of the episode.

Cue in Kelly and Alex - no mention is given on how long Kara has been missing.

So is it days, (highly unlikely) weeks, (possible) or months (who the fuck knows).

That scene with Kelly and Alex was sitting there, just ready to give us the clarification on how long they've been trying to rescue her. But as usual, we are having to make up our own minds and try to figure this shit out ourselves.

William. What is the point of him? No seriously. What does his character bring. Other than him sitting in front of a monitor (oh yeah, what happened about trying to get to the court 🙄) like some neanderthal, grunting at the screen, throwing a temper tantrum at the Lex trial.

We got those scenes by him edited in, but nothing from Kelly and Alex that would've been far more impactful and emotional for the main audience.

William is utterly pointless.

Lex - to sum it up, I love Jon Cryer. I love his version of Lex Luthor.

I am so done with his villainous monologues and looks. It is not the damn Lex Luthor show. How do they not know this, even now. Episode one, I thought it was okay, but this episode - enough already.

Which brings me to Andrea. Look, I love Julie, and I've no issue with Andrea as a character per se, but already I'm sensing that Andrea is drifting towards the same fate as William, of being surplus to requirements.

These are my immediate thoughts on the episode. I know many more will go through my mind as I think on it, but right now - thank fuck that wasn't the season opener as planned, because I would've easily turned off.

The only thing keeping me going so far, is knowing that we are getting more action as Superfriends in general, plus we know Jon didn't film for much longer. Even if we are supposed to be getting Lex back in 5b for an undetermined amount of time. God helps us all.

Oh I almost forgot - Kara delivering that speech knowing what it is like to lose everyone you love. I've got no clue what she was referencing there. Not. A. One. Nothing we know from previous seasons fits the actual dialogue she gave. So many choices could've been made, and yet we got more confusion over what she was referring to.

Last thought, since we know Nia is involved with Brainy in the upcoming Midvale episodes, I'm wondering if that scene at The Tower with Brainy, Dreamer had is a precursor to the Midvale episodes but she didn't realise it, because of the circumstances of why she saw it? I guess we wait and see.

Do better Supergirl. Jesus, the writing alone this episode. I see better consistency with fanfic writers. Netflix has SG if you need to check on things, and failing that, Google is only a few keystrokes away to the answer.

Let's hope this improves because if it carries on in this vein, watch viewing numbers plummet again.

Unedited by me before posting, so apologies for any errors.

Oh shit. I forgot to add. I'm also sick and tired of Kelly shouldering everyone else. Kara was her friend too. Moreso her girlfriends sister. Not only has she now been told who Kara is, the impact that has isn't just on Alex.

Is it this unconscious bias that Black women are strong and should carry every burden? Because that's how it comes across to me.

I want Nia or Lena even being there for Kelly FFS.

#supergirl #kara danvers #lgbtq #supercorp #lena luthor #alex danvers #chyler leigh #azie tesfai #melissa benoist #katie mcgrath #nicole maines #nia nal #jesse rath #brainy #kelly olsen #dansen #Brainia

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I'm interested in hearing more about why you think Margot should've been Rumbelle's daughter. Sounds interesting, but what would that mean for her enchanted forest life? I think her being Robin Hood's daughter would've been fine if not for Zelena

Okay, Nonny, since you sent this a few days before Mother's Day, I'm gonna finally take the opportunity to try to sum up and speed-run the Belle's Daughter Margot feelings that have haunted me for THREE YEARS. Buckle in; this will be more than you or anyone asked for.

Disclaimer 1: It's been, well, three years, so my memory of Curious Archer and their story is not perfect; could be off on some details here. And Disclaimer 2: I really loved Tiera Skovbye as Robin/Margot; she did a lot with not much screen time, and she and Rose had fabulous chemistry. So although she was well cast as Robin Sr.'s kid, Tiera would be perfectly believable as a Rumbelle daughter, too--maybe give her some low-lights and call it a day. We keep Tiera as Margot in this rewrite. Okay: onward.

(Since one of the few things that would have to change about Robin if she were Rumbelle’s daughter is her name, I’ll just mostly use her Hyperion Heights name “Margot” throughout this post for simplicity.)

First and foremost, the foundation of everything: Margot is so like Belle! She is so like her. They have the same love of adventure, a similar sense of humor. She took Alice on a date to a bookstore. Most of all, she has Belle’s ability to see past “the mask of the monster” to a person’s heart. There was a great scene where Tilly explained that she didn’t want Margot to see her “bad days” because she thought it would be “too much,” and Margot said words to the effect that she was there for the bad as well as the good.

Obviously, people don't have to grow up to be exactly like their parents (Belle and Rumple sure didn't)...BUT. In fiction, one of the fun parts of next-gen stories is for the audience to see how their favorites' personalities are passed down. It's just more fun to see a Henry who has parts of Regina/Emma/Neal than one who doesn't; it's fun to see Lucy resemble little Henry. And it would be fun to see Margot be like her parents (she is very like Robin Sr; not so much Zee). Seeing a character who has so many of Belle's traits becomes just more...fun...when she learned them FROM Belle.

The family feud Rumple/Hook angle turns Alice and Margot’s relationship up another roman tic notch. A classic trope! It’s about reconciliation and love remaking and erasing those old grudges. Which is even more important when we’re supposed to believe that the evidence of Rumple’s final redemption is his saving Rook.

On a more macro level: the entire claim that OUAT is "a show about hope" COLLAPSES because it ends with the annihilation of the Stiltskin family. Rumple, Belle, and Neal are all dead; Henry doesn’t acknowledge them as his family; and Gideon is a friendless and forgotten orphan in another world. I did my rants about this three years ago, but long story short: the show’s not about hope unless it’s hopeful for EVERYONE. And having at least one of Rumbelle’s children alive and happy at the end (with her True Love and friends and acknowledged as part of the family) would fix that. My objection has never been that Rumple (and even Belle) die, but the way it happened.

And of course, Rumbelle needed to have at least one other child because Kitsowitz managed to deny them even one single shared happy moment surrounding Belle’s pregnancy with Gideon and his birth. Even if the audience didn’t get to see it (and we could have gotten a glimpse in Beauty), we deserved to know it happened.

Finally: Zelena did not belong in S7, period. I know it was fun for her fans! (Although apparently there weren't enough of them to positively affect the ratings, meow.) I do know! But it was bad storytelling. She served no point in the larger season arc, and the serial witch killer plot that was invented to serve her was one of the worst and most stupid things Kitsowitz came up with in seven years, and ate up time that could/should have gone to develop other characters. (Driz and Ana come immediately to mind, instead of having them shunted off to another universe, but also Henry/Cinda/Lucy and of course Rumple since his plot was coming to a close.) Zelena didn’t even get any significant growth herself, or develop her relationships with Regina or Robin. She still didn’t express regret for the horrible things she did to characters we love (Rumple, Neal, and Robin Sr.); the only result of all that screentime was to give an unrepentant rapist a love story with a person--we barely see and have zero investment in. And even that was ultimately negated at the end of the season, because in the finale Zee’s back in Storybrooke sans Boo Bear.

So, all that said: what would have to change about Margot’s, and Curious Archer’s, FTL storyline to give us Margot Gold?

Her name—but actually very little else. (And frankly it would have been more respectful to have Belle name her daughter after Robin Sr., who was actually her friend, than for Zee to name her kid after the man she raped, manipulated, and ultimately got killed—but that ship had sailed.)

Belle and Rumple could have given their daughter any number of fairytale names after people they know, aka fresh take on a Disney character. My favorite possibilities are Aurora (and then Curious Archer could have been Curious Beauty, and done a riff on the Sleeping Beauty story as part of their FTL backstory, with a built-in TLK) and Merlin (very pretty for a girl, I’ve always thought).

But the character herself would have been very much the same: she could be Rumbelle’s jock daughter, trained in archery and swordsmanship by family friends (Merida/Mulan/Charming), but always feeling out of place in her family of scholars/sorcerers/nerds.

I am SO sorry for the length of this--there's even more under this cut!

Robin/Margot felt insecure about trying to live up to her father’s name; Rory/Merlin/Margot could have similar anxieties trying to live down her father’s Dark One rep. There could even be a similar story where she was born with magic (like Robin was) but loses it or chooses to give it up—something that would estrange her further from her family. Or, if she was Merlin, she could keep her magic but be reluctant to use it, and part of Curious Archer’s Hyperion Heights arc would be both Margot and Tilly discovering and accepting their magic. (Sapphic sorceresses for the win.)

Now, one of the cutest things about Alice/Robin’s FTL dynamic was Robin being a girl from the Land Without Magic finding her feet in an enchanted forest, with Alice’s help. But it would only take a little finessing of S7 Rumbelle’s story to get that for Rory as well. (Of course, any decent story would have a LOT of finessing of Rumbelle’s plot so that Belle didn’t die and put Rumple on a suicide mission, but again—assuming the ship has sailed…)

Say that Rory is five to six years younger than Gideon. The Rumbelle family spend a dozen years or so traveling the realms, but then Rumbelle decide that they want Gideon and Rory to be comfortable in the LWoM with their extended Charming family, so they settle back into the Pink Palace so the kids can get a LWoM education. They still take occasional journeys, often Rumbelle going to save some hapless souls, but Rory grows up primarily in SB with very few, vague memories of all the fascinating places they visited when she was a small child. This feeds her hunger for adventure along with some envy of Gideon for having so many more fairytale experiences—another thing that makes her feel like a misfit in her family. So, presto, when she moves to FTL she and Alice have pretty much the same meeting/adventures.

One of the key notes of Rumple and Alice/Tilly's relationship, showing his growth and making it so special, was how he chose to set her free of being the Guardian or whatever, allowing her to be free and get what he never had, the chance to grow old with the woman she loves. And that would be weakened if Rumple knew that by choosing Alice's happiness over his own, he was also choosing his own daughter's happiness (because we know Rumple picks his kids over himself ever time). But--he doesn't have to know WHO Alice's True Love is when he makes that choice. He could just know that there is someone, or simply realize that Alice deserves her freedom for her own sake. (Rumple's daughter also getting happiness would be a side benefit that he didn't learn about till later, and have the added perk of Rumple actually getting a narrative reward for doing something good. Which almost NEVER happened! Bonus.)

Finally: I do understand that Robin's presence on the canvas was important to fans of Robin Sr.--getting to know he's remembered and having someone carry on his legacy. Of course I get it--Rumbelle and their family not having that is my biggest complaint (of so so many).

But we don't need a grown-up Robin Jr. to be Robin's legacy. Let her stay a cute background kid with perennially baby Prince Neal. There's already a character, one we're invested in, to carry on for the Hoods: Roland. And again, it would be satisfying for the audience to learn that a five-year-old orphan wasn't shunted off from what family he had left (Regina and Henry) into another universe and never heard from again. If Kitsowitz didn't waste time with Zelena, they wouldn't have needed the idiotic Jack-is-Hansel-the-serial-killer twist, and we could have have had Roland filling the role of Henry's best friend/little brother (and therefore Lucy's fake HH dad--God, that plot was bad all the way back in season 1; why Kitsowitz why?). We'd see Roland onscreen, part of the family, at the end of the show, perhaps with his own True Love (Drizella, maybe, or better yet Gideon) and happy future.

So, that's it: the combination of Margot Stiltskin-Gold and Roland Hood tightens and heightens the storytelling throughout S7, closes some plot holes, and actually fulfills some of the show's stated themes. Who knew!

Anyone else want three years of OUAT theory vomit? 😋 Shoot me an ask!

(I actually have another one, god help us all, but I might save it till Father's Day...)

#rumbelle #ouat of all things #curious archer sort of #rumbelle family #belle french #deserved a daughter damnit #roland hood #anti-kitsowitz as all things should be #long post guys sorry #op #UN!proofread!

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i-also-like-squid-kids-a-bit · 6 years

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august: man

charlotte:

august: this was really fun.

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charlotte: ...

august: hey, you wanna watch a movie on the couch like last night?

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august: what do you wanna watch?

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august: um, four stars from critiques and five from audience.

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some time later:

august: ...

charlotte: you know,

august: ?

charlotte: you kinda have the marina style, ya know?

august: ...what do you mean?

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august:

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august: um,,, i uh,,, was sort of hoping you wouldn't bring it up haha,,,

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august: ...

charlotte:

august: yeah, uh, yeah sure go... uh... go on.... i'll uh,,, i dunno...

charlotte: oh, oh, you said i could???

august: yeah, yeah sure go ahead....

charlotte: oh,,, uhm,,, well, you see,,, uhhhhh,,,, i uh,,, i haven't uh,,,, i,,,, um,,,, how do,,, uh, i,,,

august: oh, uh, don't worry, i haven't either,,,, uh,,,

charlotte: so how do we,,, uh,,,, how does that work???

august: i uh,, i dunno let's just uh, let's go with uh,,, i dunno,,, i dunno, really,,,, uhm,,,

charlotte: yeah well i, uh,,, maybe it's like,,, when you kiss someone's cheek, like, like kissing your mum or something,,,

august: well, funny story, uh, i haven't actually EVER kissed anyone,,,, uh,,, like, AT ALL,,, EVER,,,

charlotte: ......oh, god, i've made this awkward,,,,

august: so i uh,,, do i,,, well whatever, i've seen the movies i'll just guess

charlotte: oh, uh, o-ok, uh,,,

august: soo uh,,, about my mask uh,,

charlotte: hahaha, yeah i was just about-

august: haha yeah uhm,,, uh,,, i guess i could take it off for a few seconds,,,

charlotte: but don't you hate people seeing your mouth?

august: yeah,,,, but, i uh,,, it's fine,,,,

charlotte: ...you sure?

august: yeah, i'll be fine.

charlotte: ...tell you what, i'll keep my eyes closed until you say 'open'.

august: a-alright,,,,

and so, as the original poster was losing his mind over how similar this was to a joke fanfiction a friend had posted in a discord group chat and he wanted in on the jokes and was also curious and thus he read, as well as how painfully awkward it was for him to write this because of it, august removed her white mask from her face as charlotte closed her eyes. august tries to copy what charlotte was to the best of her ability and they started awkwardly moving their heads in. their lips eventually just kind of bumped into each other really anticlimactically and charlotte panicked after like a couple of seconds and backed off. she kept true to her word and her eyes were shut through the whole thing. both looked like tomato-cherry swirled smoothies.:

charlotte: sorry,,,, i didnt mean to keep that for that long,,,, oh no,,,,

august: no, no, it's ok, it's ok, i would've never known when to break off haha

charlotte: ah jeez, that was really,,,, hhhhhh,,,

august: haha,,,, hhh,,,

charlotte:

august:

charlotte:

august: oh my god,,,

charlotte: ?

august: we skipped the whole,,,, section,,,

charlotte: what do you mean?

august: first of all, that was my first kiss EVER. second, YOU'VE never kissed me ANYWHERE else,,,, that's an entire skipped step.

charlotte: oh my god you're right,,,

august: holy shit,,, man,,,

charlotte:

august:

charlotte: hey, august?

august: ?

charlotte: rewind the movie,,,,

#august #charlotte #charlotte's place #long post #haaaaallelujah. haaaallelujah. hallelujah. hallelujah. halleleeeelujaaaaah #god this was awkward to write #i wanted to include another reference to something but then eh #nothing came up so i'm just gonna post this #charlotte is so fuckin gay my god look at her go shes skippin all the steps #adam and edward are gonna be so proud

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Home Breaking News Radio Hot Topics Advertising About Home/Conspiracy, Featured, Main/If Ambassador Stevens Had Lived, the Benghazi Child Trafficking Practices Would’ve Been Revealed Previous Next If Ambassador Stevens Had Lived, the Benghazi Child Trafficking Practices Would’ve Been Revealed Dave Hodges May 23, 2014 The Common Sense Show On May 1, 2014, Tosh Plumlee told Alex Jones and his audience that he has firsthand knoledge of US gun running and ancillary drug running to support Black Ops operations in the Middle East. This is the same exact pattern which was utilized to fuel the Iran-Contra Affair in which the Russian backed Sandinistas would be opposed by the Contra using funds derived from CIA basked drug operations which led to the rise of drug-related street gangs in South Central LA. The implication is that the same thing was going on at the time of Ambassador Stevens death in that Stevens was running guns to al-Qaeda. Mr. Plumlee, your information is good, very good, but please tell us something that we do not know! I printed the same allegations in November of 2012. The admission, of a former insider, that guns were being run to al-Qaeda, reveals nothing new except for Mr. Plumlee and his very well described operational experiences. His story is compelling but there is more that the elite are doing now to fund these regime change operations. This is the equivalent of rubber necking motorists passing by an accident and a police officer says “move along, there is nothing to see here”. By admitting to what we already know to be true, Mr. Plumlee, in my humble opinion, is indirectly conveying the message that there is nothing else to learn about the death of Stevens as it was a gun/drug running operation, period! This is just not the case. This article will reveal new insider information that there is a lot more to learn about the goings on at Benghazi and how it will shake this country to the core once the details are known. Same Song Second Verse My sources tell me that this same CIA pattern, that was in play in Libya at the time of Stevens death, was followed and perfected with the Fast and Furious Drug and Gun running operation that the Department of Justice oversaw as it ran American guns into Mexico in order to bolster the drug operations of certain Mexican drug cartels. The subsequent profits from the drug money are skimmed off the top and used for Black Operations elsewhere in places like the Middle East where CIA operatives such as Chris Stevens were running guns to into Libya and Syria in order to promote a regime change. Disinformation Agents Abound Retired 4 Star Admiral James Lyons revealed that Benghazi was an off the books false flag operation that went bad. Supposedly, Lyons states that Stevens, unbeknown to him, was to be kidnapped by jihadist extremists and Obama would negotiate a release of the Ambassador in exchange for the release of the known terrorist, Omar Abdel Rahman. However, according to the Admiral, the plot went bad and the Ambassador was killed. Admiral Lyons stated that this false flag was designed to boost Obama’s lagging ratings right before the 2012 election as Obama would endear himself to the American people by “saving” an American Ambassador from certain death. If anyone believes this disinformation, you will soon be knee deep in excrement. Right now, my stomach hurts from laughter. Lyon’s handlers better not quit their day jobs and begin writing Hollywood scripts as the core of this plot is not believable. Admiral Lyons is clearly part of a damage control designed cover story if there was ever such a thing. As we all know, or should know is that Stevens was silenced at a time when many in the alternative media were questioning the penchant for the CIA to run guns and drugs to fund off the books in illegal operations. The gun running to al-Qaeda was already being discussed. And as has been revealed, extensively, Stevens was running guns and had to be silenced because there were too many questions being asked just three short months before the 2012 election. My confidential sources tell me that wherever one finds gun running, they will also find drug running in order to fund the operation. However, as I am learning, there is a third element that is coming into play, and this element is being used to as an alternative source of funding for clandestine operations involving regime changer projects. A New Fundraising Opportunity for Clandestine Operations Please allow me to briefly reveal what I have discussed before. All 50 CPS agencies are unified under Human Health Services. which was mandated by Obamacare. Obamacare has provisions which micromanage child welfare and children can be seized for literally no reason whatsoever. Last year, I detailed how nearly 80 Wards of the state in Oklahoma simply went missing. The late State Senator from Georgia, Nancy Schaefer, showed us how CPS has been used to funnel kids into child sex trafficking. Child sex trafficking is big business. It is connected to the porno industry and snuff films. It is also connected to satanic rituals involving some of the elite (as per Brian Gerrish). And since I published the criminal activities involving the Virginia CPS, my sources have come forward and have informed me that this is the new version of Iran Contra. Drugs are still used to fund clandestine, regime change operations. Increasingly, as I am being told, a portion of child sex trafficking profits are being funneled into funding these same operations. According to the same sources who accurately told me that Admiral Gayoutte and General Hamm were launching a rescue mission designed to save Chris Stevens when they were arrested by CIA personnel serving in their ranks, these men wanted to save Stevens to expose Obama’s betrayal of this country and it ideals. This was an old-fashioned coup. By saving Stevens, Hamm could have leveraged this information to obtain an American regime change based on these explosive revelations. We know that much of the former military leadership in this country favor a regime change which remove Obama from power. Hence, there are 260+ senior command officers that have been fired by Obama. If one cares to do the research, I was reporting on these facts that Obama had survived a coup attempt at this time. A few months later, people like Glenn Beck decided they would publish similar information after criticizing me a few months earlier for printing what they would eventually publish. These same insider sources are telling me that child sex trafficking was helping to support the arming of the rebels in Libya and Syria. Yes, I am saying that General Hamm was part of plot which would have brought down Obama and Clinton in one fell swoop. This was an attempted military coup just as I had previously reported. What If Chris Stevens Had Lived? As I have pointed out before, many senior members of the military want Obama removed from office. Imagine if Stevens could have been saved by General Hamm? If Stevens understood he was being targeted by Obama in order to plug the leaks involving not only drug running and gun running, but he would have revealed to the world that his operation involved child trafficking as well. Can you imagine the scandal? How many journalists would have begun to look into the nefarious practices which lead to the multitude of missing children in CPS? My sources are stating that this information is on the verge of breaking. Also, there is a decided purge going in key federal agencies which are ridding these agencies of potential whistle blowers through the taking of their children by CPS. I had a hard time getting my mind around this fact until I was contacted by Monika Wesolowski. In addition to Monika, I have been contacted by 6 other federal employees who are, at this point, hesitant to use their name. The strategy seem to be to seize their kids and they will be to consumed and debt ridden in an effort to get their children back, to effectively expose this high level of corruption. An Accidental Discovery When Monika Wesolowsky, a State Department employee with a security clearance contacted me with the horror story of how her five year son was taken by the Virginia CPS without the mother being charged with anything, I thought this was just another case of CPS overreach and their nefarious connections to the underworld of child sex trafficking. However, Wesolowsky’s case represent one of several cases that have been brought to my attention that have the same dynamics. In all of these cases, a federal employee, usually with a security clearance, is targeted by the CPS in their area (four cases in Virginia’s Arlington and Fairfax County area). Everyone of these federal employees openly embrace Tea Party conservative causes. Monika Wesolowsky was additionally targeted by the IRS for an audit. This might mean nothing until one considers the fact that the IRS is the enforcement agent for Obamacare. Obamacare has oversight over all 50 CPS agencies. Wesolowsky recently had her security clearance threatened because she has $12,000 dollars in credit card debt. If she were to lose her security clearance, she would lose her job and that seems to be the goal! What about fellow State Department employees who have a mortgage or a car loan debt? Are you kidding me? There is no doubt that she is being purged for her conservative beliefs. Why? She is being purged for the same reasons as employees at other federal agencies and for the same reason; she is not on board with the ultra liberal vision of this new administration and represents a threat to become a whistle blower. Conclusion As soon as this story runs, I am going to be contacted by even more federal employees who are being victimized in the same manner as Monika Wesolowsky as I believe that this practice is very widespread. More former CPS agents, who have left their employment over their disgust for these heinous policies, will be providing more inside information as well which will she further shed light upon this. My insider sources, just as they did in the aftermath of Benghazi, are providing me with valuable information which is slowly but surely being verified by federal employees who are beginning to come forward. There is no question that we will soon have enough information to demand of authorities the arrest of certain politicians for their role in these nefarious activities. I feel I can state without hesitation that child sex trafficking is being used to help fund clandestine operations and your local CPS has a hand in this practice. Isn’t it nice to know that our children’s welfare is being used to support the banksters foreign policy? By Dave Hodges| May 23rd, 2014|Conspiracy, Featured, Main|27 Comments Share This Story, Choose Your Platform! FacebookTwitterLinkedinRedditTumblrGoogle+PinterestVkEmail About the Author: Dave Hodges 27 Comments tim sweeney May 23, 2014 at 7:56 am Yes but, why are you so quick to dismiss the Lyons story about trading the Blind Sheik for Stevens? Because if true, all the other pieces of the puzzle fall into place. What if it IS true? I get the impresdion from your writing style that you would never admit to being wrong about anything. I guess I’m blocked now for saying that. David May 23, 2014 at 8:30 am “As soon as this story runs, I am going to be contacted by even more federal employees who are being victimized…” What a bunch of nonsense that statement is. Federal employees being victimized? It’s federal employees that victimize the American people. And I mean every federal employee. I’m sick and tired of these people getting a pass. “They’re just doing their job…” Yeah, right. As Nietzsche said – “Everything the state says is a lie, and everything it has it has stolen.” And that means that every federal employee is paid with stolen money. Money stolen from you Dave and money stolen from me. With regard to Chris Stevens and the others that were killed, you live by the sword you die by the sword. I have little sympathy for those people. They knew precisely what they were getting themselves into when they went to work for the government of the US. EDITOR’S NOTE: THERE IS NO OTHER WAY TO SAY THIS, YOU ARE AN ABSOLUTE IDIOT!!! DO YOU THINK EVERY FEDERAL EMPLOYEE WANTS TO VICTIMIZE AMERICAN CITIZENS? YOUR LOGIC IS MORONIC AND CHILD LIKE. Leo R. Lindquist May 23, 2014 at 8:40 am Like Dave mentioned the other day, get the book, Conspiracy of Silence, or watch excerpts of the documentary on youtube. While reading the book, I had to stop and close the book three or four times due to the sickening information that was contained therein. Also, in the book, you will find out about the documentary about child sex trafficking and satanic rituals, that was supposed to be shown on one of the cable networks, but was cancelled before it was shown. Some people may say that John DeCamp made up the book, but if he did, then why aren’t the people named in it, suing for libel and/or slander? We truly “fight against spiritual wickedness in high places,” as the apostle Paul wrote in his letter to Ephesus. It goes far beyond party labels, and such abuse of children will never be solved until as individuals we stand up for what’s right. At the same time, we must remember, that when we’re fighting monsters, that we don’t become a monster ourselves. Let’s look at our own hearts first and repent as needed, so that we might be as salt that has NOT lost it savour. Arizona May 23, 2014 at 9:13 am HERES the reason the children can’t be saved,EXCEPT by GOD himself,Tim Sweeney,and all the people who don’t give a dam about the children,THIS is nation wide,every parent says MY KIDS,MY KIDS,but you have to standup,to save the kids ,and thats the reason this mess is on going,THE POLICE GANGS,are demons from HELL,and until their taken down,you’ll never get to the head of the snake,AND you won’t get any americans to admit the police gangs protect the KIDNAPPERS,BUT not only do they protect the kidnappers,THEY ARE THE PRIME FACTOR,who helps in the kidnapping,AND THAT IS THE FLY IN THE ONIMENT,the american people are so decieved,they can’t see the forest for the trees,I’ve been after these guys for 40 years,and its just been getting worse and worse,THE american people will protect these BASTARDS till not a single kid is left to kidnapp,THEY JUST CAN’T SEE WHO THE MAIN PROBLEM IS,and judging by what the LORD has shown me,the POLICE GANGS and THE US MILITARY are about to attack everyone ,A REAL “RED DAWN ATTACK” by their own government………………. Arizona May 23, 2014 at 10:00 am COMMONSENSE,is a rare thing now days,SOMETHING lost in america now,LET me see if I can open some eyes,OUR FATHER YAHUWEH, runs the entire UNIVERSE,everything,HIS angels report whats happening, to HIM,YOU DO “NOT” want to cause him to intervine in this planets problems,OUR DEAR LORD “YAHUSHUA” has been tring to keep everyone in line,FOR THOUSANDS OF YEARS,well you’ve finally destroyed the planet,ITS DIEING NOW,and I hope everyone is happy,CAUSE whats coming next will TERRIFIE everyone,THERMONUCLEAR WAR,it will be the LAST STRAW,that will bring in the FATHER,and he will clean up the aftermath,AND even though he loves everything he created,INCLUDING HIS CHILDREN,he WILL turn the planet upside down and shake it till all EVIL has been removed,AGAIN,then it will be restored,MINUS the people,HE will only save those who he knows,and that won’t be many,ARE you guys starting to get the picture here yet?……….. Arizona May 23, 2014 at 10:17 am LET me add this last one thing,PUNISHMENT,its what happens, when your hearing aid is turned OFF,THE FATHER ,will not let the wicked go unpunished,HE WILL ALLOW,SATAN to bring every kind of evil he can dreamup, to be unleashed on the planet,JUST REMEMBER WHO SATAN IS,you’ve chosen him to lead the planet to destruction,OF YOUR OWN FREE WILL,thats the bad part,THE “MARK OF THE BEAST” will finish off the population of earth,THEY won’t fight back,THAT will be the final mistake……POLITICAL CORRECTNESS right up till the end..THIS IS INSANITY in full bloom…………… Pat May 23, 2014 at 10:17 am Folks need to get up to speed while the internet is available. Stop believing the Obama news networks and think outside the box. Evil isn’t just gonna jump out of the closet when the tribulation begins. It is ever increasing. With its roots in our highest offices it will take the masses like an avalanche should the willing blind consent to remaining so. Thank you for your articles. Reality is a hard message to explain. iwitness02 May 23, 2014 at 10:24 am This makes more than one crack in the wall. Light is starting to shine through onto places it was never supposed to shine. There will be consequences. Consequences because once people see this and understand the vicious ruthlessness of our governments apatite for money they will react. The people will react Just as Bush Sr. predicted back in the early 90s; as we were reminded recently. Anything that supports the bankers foreign policy, is harmful to the rest of mankind. Mankind in general seems to be slowly recognizing this fact. There will be consequences. I predict that the human race is going to get very bull headed about submission to the likes of all of Satan’s best. Satan’s best, is humanities worst. The Truth is strong. Lies are weak. Fact of life. My apologies if this posts twice. I can’t find this story on the Home page now. I have seen some strange glitches on this site, but this is the most puzzling yet. If Ambassador Stevens Had Lived, the Benghazi Child Trafficking Practices Would’ve Been Revealed | May 23, 2014 at 10:25 am […] Dave Hodges is the Editor and Host of The Common Sense Show. […] Ms. Monkey May 23, 2014 at 10:28 am Dave, I can not thank you enough for all dots you connect. I would love to hear you and Steve Quayle again on Hagmann and Hagmann. It’s funny Dave, I read Amiral Lyons stuff and thought it is BS. It seemed like everyone thought this is true. It just didn’t make sense to me. Same thing with Plumlee. God Bless you and your family, Dave! Wally May 23, 2014 at 10:29 am Dave I appreciate your articles. There are so few places to get the facts anymore. If we thought people were upset over the VA scandal could you imagine the outrage that would come over your last two articles if they became mainstream headlines? I think this has been going on for many many years I am afraid. I used to think what has happened to all of the missing kids that are never found? I knew I just didn’t want to admit it. The Government is running weapons, drugs, children and anything else they can make a buck on. It is becoming painfully obvious that the globalists could care less about anyone other than themselves. If a billion have to die so be it. They could careless. There is a great scripture that is 100% true: Ephesians 6:12 – For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms…The globalists are just not going to go into the night. This is going to end very badly for most of us. People are starting to ask the “wrong” questions. People are waking up. The globalists are running out of time. Brandt May 23, 2014 at 11:08 am Can’t we move on to more important issues facing our country?! This is a dog and pony show to attack Hillary before 2016 and continue to stonewall Obama on every relevant issue. At every turn of the corner, the blame is placed solely on the POTUS as if he were an Emperor without a system of checks and balances. Watch the GOP apply the blackface and bamboozle our President at https://ift.tt/2tZFtB3 EDITOR’S NOTE: PUBLISHING THIS EXPOSES THE DISINFO AGENTS IN OUR MIDST- THIS ARTICLE GOES SO FAR ABOVE CLINTON AND OBAMA, THAT YOU OBVIOUSLY MISSED THE POINT. WHAT IS TRULY SAD HERE, IS THAT YOU ARE DEFENDING CLINTON AND IGNORING THE CARNAGE TO OUR CHILDREN. AT SOME FUTURE POINT, YOU WILL BE MADE TO ANSWER FOR YOUR DEPRAVED INDIFFERENCE TO HUMANITY Mark Scacs May 23, 2014 at 11:35 am Dave – It seems to me the only way to get rid of Obama and these other maniacs that are like him or support him destroying America is if we have military intervention. I only hope that Obama has not so decimated the military of good commanders that there is no one left who has the spirit in them to move on this guy. I refuse to refer to him as president because he is not even close to deserving the title. My blood is boiling over all this information and the more I hear about Obama the more I am in disbelief that so many people in positions of power know what he is all about and just sit there and let him continue to destroy America. I never in my life thought I would see this day. It is shameful that there are no men or women willing to make a stand against this guy. What kind of power has he acquired that everyone just refuses to even admit there is a problem with him? Either they are all in on it and approve of what he is doing (which is really scarey) or he has everyone blackmailed or threatened with losing their careers or their lives or the lives of one of their family members. At this point what do they have to lose? We are going to lose our jobs, freedoms, families and probably our lives if someone does not stop this madness!!!!! Barclays Fined For Manipulating Price Of Gold For A Decade / Russia’s $400B Gas Deal with China | paulthepaperbear May 23, 2014 at 11:54 am […] https://ift.tt/2VNEKin READ MORE […] dave stearns May 23, 2014 at 12:25 pm Here is a new Revelation. DHS is building a 5-10 million man army to invade the US. In 90-91 we invaded Iraq a nation of 30 million using 500,000 combat troops. The US has 300 million people so do the math and multiply by 10, a minimum 5 million man army is required to subdue the American People. The military planners who work for DHS know this. The Russian and Chinese Generals and Admirals know this and yet this invasion is going forward. US combat troops are issued 210 rounds of ammo in combat theatres. Let’s use 200 as it simplifies the math. If you give 200 rounds each to 1 million men that equals 200 million rounds of ammo. If you give 200 rounds each to 10 million men that equals 2 billion rounds of ammo. DHS has purchased 2.2 billion rounds of ammo and that is enough to equip an 11 million man army. The Chinese have 12 military bases in Northern Mexico. Just one of those bases south of Laredo Texas has enough APCs for half a million men. I did the research, that trucker underestimated what he saw by a factor of 5. The Chinese built 25,000 garages 40 feet by 40 feet in this location. It’s on the web look it up yourself. That is enough for 50,000 APCs. Fifty thousand APCs is enough for 500,000 men. With twelve military bases that is enough for 6 million men. If those who have military planning skills like I do will do the research they will find the Chinese have enough military equipment in Northern Mexico for 6 million men. There are over 1 million enemy combatants in the US right now. By the end of this year it will be 2 million. And RIMPAC is not a peacekeeping force. It is an international invasion force targeting the West Coast of the US with amphibious invasion. Similar invasion forces are being prepared for the East and Gulf Coasts of America. Were talking 10 million enemy soldiers here. How is that for a Revelation? This is fact people and I’ve got massive research to back this up. The problem I have is I mail my reports to dozens of people and nobody reads them. Some people in the alternative media get so much mail they don’t read it all like Alex Jones and Doug Hagmann.. Ezekiel 38 and 39 we are the land of unwalled villages a fact that HAWK keeps trying to tell people. Dave Hodges you do excellent work but even you need to wake up. This is much more massive then even you know. I pray for you Dave, please keep doing what your doing and don’t ever lose faith, God will intervene. Jo Mistry May 23, 2014 at 12:51 pm Being in the UK, I have followed Brian Gerrish’s work for a while now. Families are being torn apart and children placed in real danger once the Gov gets hold of them. Countless child sex abuse scandals in the uk and hardly any of the top brass investigated. Care home teenagers being groomed etc and it scares me to think about the poor little ones who just “disappear”. God Bless you Mr Hodges. Please pray for these families and children. Jasper May 23, 2014 at 12:58 pm To unravel all this, just follow the case of Hollie Greig in the UK. The valiant Robert Green will lead us to justice and truth. Elaine Coker May 23, 2014 at 3:34 pm Even if Stevens had lived and exposed what this corrupt regime is doing, I do not believe anything would change. The news media would continue to white wash and cover it up, just as they do everything. There has been enough revealed already to impeach Obama; However, since we have a bunch of GOP cowards, nothing will ever be done. They are all just a bunch of liars. They think they are getting away with all their corruption, smut and filth, but judgement is coming. God will not be mocked forever; And He is coming soon, for I feel it in my Spirit. They are all going to get their justly punishment; And it will be ETERNAL and FINAL. David May 23, 2014 at 3:54 pm “DO YOU THINK EVERY FEDERAL EMPLOYEE WANTS TO VICTIMIZE AMERICAN CITIZENS?” No I don’t. Not wittingly anyway. However, I do know that every federal employee does in fact victimize American citizens. They victimize Americans by stealing from them. Every dollar that they are paid comes from immoral taxation. They are thieves. Period. Perhaps you don’t mind being stolen from but I certainly do. Here’s a question that every single person has to ask themselves when they are getting a paycheck or benefit: Is the source of this income or benefit based on an involuntary or voluntary transaction? It’s really pretty simple. Every federal employee is paid with dollars that are involuntarily paid by someone else. “MORONIC AND CHILD LIKE”? That’s laughable Dave. To absolve federal employees from responsibility for what they do and the government that they enable is ridiculous. That’s kind of like saying “Well, Roe v Wade made abortion constitutional so the doctors and nurses that perform them bare no responsibility for the murders that they commit.” Federal employees, every single one of them enable a government that is out of control. Finally, I don’t mind a little name calling but I’d rather just have an intelligent debate. That seems more civil. Some people however aren’t capable of that and have to resort to name calling when they can’t defend their position. EDITOR’S NOTE: NOT POSSIBLE TO HAVE AN INTELLIGENT CONVERSATION WITH THIS KIND OF MENTALITY- FINAL WORD ON THE SUBJECT: IDIOTIC AND CHILD-LIKE LOGIC: 1. ALL JEWS ARE…. 2. ALL BLACKS ARE… 3. ALL WASPS ARE … 4. ALL HISPANICS ARE … 5. ALL IMMIGRANTS ARE … 6. ALL POLITICIANS ARE … 7. ALL FEDERAL EMPLOYEES ARE … If Ambassador Stevens Had Lived, the Benghazi Child Trafficking Practices Would’ve Been Revealed « wchildblog May 23, 2014 at 5:01 pm […] The Common Sense Show, by Dave […] News Links for Friday of May 23 of 2014 | Scribe Cave Press May 23, 2014 at 9:08 pm […] https://ift.tt/2tYd6mH; […] Diana May 23, 2014 at 11:09 pm Stevens was hard core, Hard Left and was the front man for Obama in dealing with the rebels in Libya. He helped overthrow Qaddafi and then was killed in the exact manner that Qaddafi was murdered by the same people! Muslims would use the Hard Left and then turn on them. He was a friend of Hamas. ” … incredulous that the U.S. State Department would appoint a gay man as ambassador to a Muslim country, especially now that it has come out that the Muslims who murdered Stevens also raped him repeatedly, before and after his death.” insert from article: https://ift.tt/2VQAT41 Bill May 24, 2014 at 3:04 am Big picture, people…wake up! Please re read these articles by Dave before commenting. This will keep you from exposing your ignorance. Instead of nit picking the little things, stand back and understand what is being exposed. Ter ber May 24, 2014 at 5:19 am You are a brave watchman on the Wall Dave. Thank you for the updates. You wonder how it can get worse and then EVIL tops it! Oot Der Hoos May 24, 2014 at 5:38 am Here is one of the Robert Tosh Plumlee interviews that got mentioned in the comments: https://ift.tt/1mPxIUA The last hour by “W” was excellent too, because it filled in some blanks for my view our war opposing communism was valid, pre-1990, and some terrible shift happened around 1990-92, and not mainly at the time of Kennedy’s assassination. I think “W” says the shift was us losing control of our ownership of the narcotics money to Clinton’s gang (and the child traffic money now, ugh, I suppose), with which we wrestled the USSR and Chinese communists to stop the finance of their advances in central/south america; eg. Nicaragua/Columbia 1980s. I think Clinton had Chinese communist ties and overcame the Reagan conservatives. I think the Bush lineage of multiple leaders was playing both sides. It is a more complex narrative than is typical. I recommend hearing “W” describe the reasons and double-crosses. I still think some good noble persons were present pre-1990, slowing the globalist bankster semi-communism. The tares outnumber the wheat now. William B Stoecker May 24, 2014 at 6:14 am The federal government and many state and local governments have persecuted conservative employees for decades. When I worked for the Social Security Administration I was one of the most productive employees in our office, but I was continually harassed and threatened, suspended without pay, and finally fired. Later, unable to get any other job due to having only worthless liberal arts degrees (my own fault), I worked as an Eligibility Worker for Sacramento County Welfare, and received the same treatment, only this time they had armed goons search me and threaten me with arrest for unspecified crimes (I had committed no crimes). They eventually fired me. Both the feds and the county wound up having to give me all my back pay for my periods of unemployment and I now have a county pension as well. Courageous and principled employees are in every government agency, but they are usually in the minority and fear for their jobs and even their lives. Even in the FBI, hostage negotiators openly opposed the child sacrifice at Waco, and whistle blowers exposed the cover ups prior to 9/11. And there are principled officers in the military as well, but, overall, the general and flag officer ranks are dominated by CFR traitors. We can hope for a coup, but remember that similar men of honor in the German military failed in their attempt to kill Hitler. Chris May 24, 2014 at 9:52 am Stay on this story Dave. This is some of the most bizarre and diabolical material I’ve ever heard regarding Benghazi. This story should be revealed on Hagmann for further exploration. On a another note, where is Chris Steven’s family members on his death? They are suspiciously quiet. I also heard that Stevens was a gay man. If so, shouldn’t the gay community be up in arms over this brushed over scandal? 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