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takingcouragetoheal · 2 years

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Surrendering the illusion of perfection

Hello. I’m takingcouragetoheal and I’m a recovering perfectionist.

I scroll through Tumblr, Pinterest, and TikTok for mental health, healing, and trauma recovery content frequently. Sometimes I find a gem that sticks with me all week. Some random Pinterest photo asserted that anything worth doing is worth doing poorly.

I sit in my bed writing this post on my laptop. When I was growing up my mom always talked about how great it feels to shower and then sleep on freshly washed sheets. Today I struggle doing things that used to be normal for me. Trauma recovery and healing has impacted every area of my life – my sleeping patterns, my eating habits, my emotional capacity, my routines, my digestion – everything!

I’ve had to surrender the illusion of perfection. My mom was right, taking a shower and then sleeping on freshly washed sheets feels like a luxury. I have many memories of moving my legs around to feel the smoothness of the sheets and smelling the clean pillowcases.

For months, I’d find myself putting off washing my sheets. These days I’m averaging two showers a week. I’d put off washing my sheets waiting for when I could have enough energy to have some lavish shower or bath and do laundry on the same day. I’d fantasize about taking a shower and washing my hair and sleeping on clean sheets, but eventually it became stressful.

I’m learning how to be kind to myself. I’m grieving and healing. I cry almost daily. Some days I struggle to get out of bed. Some days I struggle to eat. Some days it’s hard to think or do tasks.

Sometimes being kind to myself is brushing my teeth once a day and celebrating the small win.

Sometimes being kind to myself is eating a snack that excites me when I’ve struggled to eat for hours because eating a full meal feels like a lot sometimes.

Sometimes being kind to myself is going to bed on clean sheets when I know it’s been a few days since I’ve showered.

If you’ve read this far here’s a message for you: Be kind to yourself. It doesn’t have to be perfect – even the little things. Do what you can, when you can, and be kind to yourself when you can’t.

#perfectionism #trauma recovery #healing #surrender #be kind #mental health #be kind to yourself #youre doing the best that you can

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crackcancer · 1 year

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Ways you can help out with the environment that you think you may have little help with:

(Everything written is based on my own thoughts/ observations of how others could change their habits for the better of the environment and our world)

(Also lol I did study Geography and was really good I took of for Gcse and A-level so I feel like I know what I am talking about, mixed with common sense and I’m a researcher in my own time)

- switching of unnecessary lights ( if you are not in a room or are leaving and no one is staying or in a room, switch that light off)

-unplug chargers that aren’t in use

-charge your phone only when it’s in low battery

-don’t be on your phone while charging ( this also affects your phones battery health, and p.s for my Apple users don’t charge your phone in low battery mode it’s terrible)

-don’t flush often in your use

-recycle, recycle, recycle

(Have a bin for wasted/go off food, plastics, cardboard, glass and tin (separate them)

-don’t buy clothes unless you really need too

-use public transport, you don’t need to drive everywhere (petrol=pollution, more miles= more pollution) plus it’s cost effective/cheaper on yourself to just go somewhere by bus/train/tram etc

-plant fruits and vegetables

-own real plants, take care of them; speak to them, water them, treat them how you’d like to be treated.

(Plants also detox your room air, cleans/freshens the environment they’re are in, and are said to bring joy to your mood)

P.s of you’ve got bedroom plants, plant them in cute pots and add to the aesthetic of your room, encourage those around too!

-walk, run, jog to places. It’s healthy, environmentally friendly and fun. It’s great for your mental health, you get to burn of calories, and your body as you age will thankyou.

-thrift, go thrifting it’s fun, you can find really great pieces, literal gems. Not all the clothes are worn if that’s an issue you have and most things are checked that are worn and they usually have a level to what’s allowed. It’s great for your expenses and it’s an experience in itself

-sale pre used/ un worn clothes on sites/apps like depop, vinted

-buy from charity shops, support also volunteer

-sell clothes and unwanted goods at car boot sales

All you need to do is such up car boots sales in your area and there are small scale/large scale so find one that you like and you need to have a car to sell the items out of your boot or on a fold up table in front and make some quick cash. And your once belongings and now someone else’s happiness. And you’ve helped out the environment just like that!

-buy electric cars but do your research

-don’t leave your SHOWER running stop turning the water on before you’ve even gotten in. YOU ARE WASTING WATER! And running up your water bill, surely you don’t want that.

-similar to the above note. Stop running your TAP wether your brushing your teeth, washing your face etc It’s simple if you aren’t using it in that current moment simply turn of the tap please!

-use technology less, read a book turn of that tv!

Get of that laptop/computer/phone/iPad. Whatever it is. Go play a game with your family, eat at the dinner table with your family, friends whoever you live with, talk build stronger bonds!, ask how their day was.

-don’t boil that kettle and then not use the water. Do you know how much energy it takes to boil water that quickly.

-buy eco friendly products; makeup, clothes, accessories, technology etc

-buy sustainable items; things you know that will last, take care of your stuff so you don’t have to buy stuff often.

-the less something is the demanded, the less production is made for that product. So if the consumer isn’t buying a lot of something the value and price goes down aswell as the need to make as much of whatever it is and that’s a good things as that then creates less waste.

-only put on your plate what you know you can eat don’t over do it . (Unless you know for sure you will eat it later or the next day) You will always be able to get more. This creates less waste of food. Which could’ve went to someone else

-stop using plastic cutlery and plates/cups. They are terrible for the planet. I understand at parties but even then only put out so much , so your guest can’t keep wasting cups each time they get a new drink, cutlery whatever. And make sure at the end you recycle ♻️ it’s important to not put anything plastic, cardboard, glass etc into your regular everyday bin!

-only buy what you need and know what you’ll eat. Too many people around the world but food and will see it in their fridge until it goes off. It’s such a waste and disappointment especially when we know they’re are people really out worldwide that would love that piece of food but are starving! It’s terrible to waste and a waste on money and you work to hard to be wasting your money!

-stop retail therapy. When you’re upset or in a low mood. Don’t use that as an excuse to buy useless shit 😭 it’s okay to sit back, analyze and comprehend your feelings. Speak to someone you trust and get your feelings of your mind, of your chest. Spending money on stuff to cover up how you feel for temporary pleasures is not the way to go. It’s bad for the environment and a waste of money that could for actual bills or a rainy day

-use batteries

-plug your electrical appliences out at night like stoves, fans, tv

I hope you enjoyed my little rant.

All opinions by me : crackcancer💗

Please use my words as a tool for change

♻️🌍

Change your ways today for the better, so that we can have a better future for tomorrow

(I feel like such a environmentalist just for saying the above sentences) but please do take on what I’ve written and apply to your daily life!!!

Enjoy live, stay happy and save the planet

#environmetalists #environment #recycle #earth #thrift #crackcancer #better future #♻️#🌍#improved environment #❤️#love earth

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partnersincrimesuau · 2 years

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☆HOW TO DRAW LIKE JINXY: PART ONE - GEMSTONE BASE COLOUR☆

I was going to do this as an ask response, but I realised it was going to be WAY too long, so I am posting it separately - and I ended up splitting it into two anyway!! XD

So anyways, here is a crappy tutorial by yours truly on how I draw gemstones!!!

Step 1. Sketch the gem you love want to draw a gemstone on. (This was a minute sketch, the ones I do in the comic are not drawn as quick or effortlessly as this one XD)

Step 2. Find a good picture of the gem’s gemstone to use as hexadecimal reference. (Optional, otherwise you could just bullsh*t it and use whatever colours you want. I have done that in the past, and it works… most of the time.)

Step 3. Create a new layer and outline the gemstone with the outline colour you desire (as seen above)

From here on, I have a choice of two things – starting the layering process straight on this page, or switching to a new document to leave it clean. Whenever I draw a gemstone in PIC, I usually do the second option. Gemstones can take up many layers – Spinel, for instance, has eighteen facets and one outline, which would equal nineteen layers (unless I choose to do two facets per layer, giving me less, or adding shine effects, giving me more). This raises the counter for layers per page, which makes my laptop super slow when I eventually export the page. So this is my solution –

THE GEMSTONE PAGE!!!

As you can see, most of the gemstones I’ve drawn over the past few months are of Spinel. Two of them are of Steven’s gem as well. I’m sure a lot of these gemstones will look familiar, as most of them are ones I’ve used in PIC. Others do include my friend’s gemsonas/ocs, gemstones for ref sheets, or gemstones for pages of PIC that have not been released yet! ^^

But anyways, back to the tutorial –

Step 4. Copy the gemstone outline from the drawing, paste it to the Gemstone Page and move it to a free space.

Here looks good!

Step 5. Start the facets!!!! I always begin with the biggest facet first. (Oh yeah, it’s a good idea to move the ref picture here as well XD)

The way I do it is by outlining it first, and then filling it in with the fill brush. Then I clean it up and crop it to how I want it to look!

And there, first facet is done with base colour!

Here comes the fun part. THE REST OF THE GEM!

I usually go top-down in a clockwise direction, but it literally doesn’t matter which way you go. (KEEP IN MIND ALL THESE FACETS ARE ON DIFFERENT LAYERS!!)

Four done!!!

Halfway there!!!

DONE!! Base colour facets are complete!! (And exactly nineteen layers all up!!!)

Now it looks as good as a gem from the show! If you’re happy with this, this is a good yet optional place to stop. Since the next part is just as long as this, I’ve decided to split it into two tutorials (two-torials?) and the second one will include my way of shading!!!

Regardless, for now, I hope this helps some people!!!

(NOTE: Below is what the gem commonly looks like if you remove the top layer. All the imperfections are what makes it perfect!! The top layer covers these up, after all :D)

★｡･:* Hyperlinks to Jinxy’s Other Tutorials *:･｡★

Gemstone shading Character shading (IN PROGRESS) Backgrounds (heck this one will take a while)

#Partners In Crime #not partners in crime #tutorial #drawing tips #digital art #firealpaca #gemstone #how to draw #drawing tutorial #spinel #spinel steven universe

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syndianites · 3 years

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A Queen Serves and Protects

Chapter Two

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Summary:

Post-Style Queen, Pre-Queen Wasp.

Chloe finds the Bee Miraculous, but instead of finding an obliging, subservient Kwami, she finds the Kwami of Order and Subjugation, and Pollen is not about to let herself be used like Nooroo was.

Granted, the only danger in a teenage girl is the damage she poses to herself. Can Pollen shape Chloe into a hero? Or will she stubbornly refuse to change and remain the bitter, harsh person the city has long since known?

[My take on how Chloe’s character could have developed] ——————————————————————————————

Twenty four hours went by excruciatingly slow for Pollen.

First, she had to wait through the night. Chloe hadn’t unboxed her until late in the day, when the sun was almost gone. That left little time in the day for much interaction with others.

But she didn’t spend this time twiddling her thumbs. She did what research she could. After observing Chloe- who she learned the name of moments after their deal- meander on her phone and laptop for a few hours, she had a dubious grasp on how the current technology worked.

It was quite the adventure.

But after trial and error, she managed to look Chloe up on the internet. (And what a fascinating thing!). The results gave her a basic background; Daughter of the Mayor of Paris, Mother is a renowned expert in the fashion industry, and so on. She seemed clean, for all Pollen could tell.

So she searched her room. Most of what she could see was clearly expensive, from shiny new gadgets to prim and proper clothes. Beyond some Ladybug merchandise- and oh boy was this girl a fan of Ladybug- nothing seemed out of the ordinary.

A sneak around the hotel didn’t reveal much about Chloe, herself, but her parents on the other hand….

What disasters!

Calling their relationship dysfunctional would be a complement. They were completely polarized opposites, and not in the good, healthy way. Her mother was derisive and cruel, refusing to associate with those she believed were below her and didn’t meet her exceptional standards. Her father was, despite his position, a lapdog. He would bend over backwards to please his wife, acting like a doormat.

Together, they were the perfect image of an Evil Queen and her loyal Servant.

It didn’t give Pollen any good feelings about how Chloe herself would act. Would she take after her parents? Or would she be her own person?

Day time did not ease her fears. Chloe was brash and rude, clearly taking after her mother. She didn’t remember anyone’s names, was haughty and snappy towards her staff, and clearly was comfortable acting above everyone else.

Not a good sign at all.

The way she treated her ‘friend’ was yet another bad sign. Just like her mother had her father as a lapdog she, too, had her friend as a lapdog. However, Pollen took note of how she did remember her name. That must count for something, she considered doubtfully.

School was a disaster for Pollen.

Chloe started out just as haughty as she had in the hotel. Somehow, she got worse. Rude to other students, sneering at and belittling them, and outright mean. Treating her ‘friend’ as a servant. Disregarding other’s feelings. Causing chaos in the class.

There was little Pollen saw as redeemable for Chloe. Between her attitude towards those who worked for her and her family and those who she spent most of her time around, acts of kindness were nigh impossible to find.

As they made their way home, Pollen mulled over how to find Ladybug or Master Fu. In theory, she could try and call out to the other kwami, but such an act took a lot of power and could draw the attention of Hawkmoth or worse. She could camp out until Ladybug and Chat Noir had to come out for another akuma, but how would she manage to transport her miraculous across the city without getting snatched by said akuma?

But as Chloe walked into the lobby of the hotel, her mother’s voice caught her attention.

“Clara!” Audrey strutted up to her daughter, typing away at her phone with one hand. “I need you to fetch me something dear.”

‘Clara?’ Pollen mused, ‘Her name’s Chloe.’

Chloe perked up. “Of course mother. And my name’s Chloe. What can I do for you?”

Audrey waved her hand, “Whatever you say, Cindy. I heard that Adrien Agreste, Gabriel’s son, is in your class. I need you to ensure that Gabriel seated me in the correct location this time. The reshoot of the fashion show is today and I will not be in the second row again.”

From where she could just see Chloe from the gap in her purse, Pollen watched her face fall before she straightened back up with a nod. “Of course! Putting you in the second row is ridiculous, utterly ridiculous!”

“Yes, yes, now please leave. I have business to attend to Carrie.” Audrey dismissed Chloe with a wave before heading deeper into the hotel.

Chloe, despite being misnamed three times in a row, seemed determined to please her mother. She gripped the handle of her bag tighter before rummaging in it to fish out her phone. Barely looking up, she wandered towards the elevator that would take her to her penthouse suite.

When the doors closed and left Chloe alone in the elevator, Pollen poked her head out of the bag. “Is it often your mother gets your name wrong?”

Her lips thinned as she pressed them together. “Yes.” Chloe’s response was short and clipped.

Pollen mulled this response over. Pieces of the puzzle that was Chloe were falling into place. As the doors opened again, Pollen ducked back down into the purse.

Chloe continued to text until a smile lit her face up. “Oh, Adrikins! I can always count on you.”

She skipped into her room, shooting a text to her mother- who didn’t respond- that her seat was guaranteed to be in the front row. Chloe went to toss her bag before remembering that it was occupied and lowering it down on a chair gently.

“Alright, Pollen, how was I? As great as you imagined I would be?” Chloe placed the back of her hand under her chin proudly.

In lieu of an answer, Pollen merely replied,”It hasn’t been twenty four hours yet, Chloe.”

Chloe groaned, grumbling complaints about how her heroic qualities should be obvious by now, but ultimately let it go. They had made a deal, after all.

“Oh,” Chloe said suddenly, “Sabrina will be coming over soon, so you’ll want to hide out for a while.”

A perfect opportunity to see what Chloe was like behind closed doors.

Turns out, she was strangely sweet.

Sabrina and Chloe played together like any teens would; watching shows together, gossiping- albeit in a less than kind way- doing each others’ make-up, and most embarrassingly playing ‘Ladybug and Chat Noir’. Despite herself, Pollen found it endearing.

Still, it was not enough to sway her. Endearing or not, Chloe was not fit for being a superhero.

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The fashion show was cute. True to word, Chloe and her family were sat in the front row where Audrey critiqued- quite loudly for such an event- each outfit that came about. A few she praised, but they were few and far between.

When Adrien Agreste appeared, the Style Queen gave an appreciative hum. “What quality craftsmanship. Surely an exceptional designer made that hat.”

It wasn’t until after the show that things went south.

Audrey had approached Adrien and, to many’s surprise, Gabriel Agreste in the flesh to discuss the fashion.

“My dear, it seems you’ve set up yet another exceptional line of clothing. That hat dear Adrien is wearing is quite the gem among them.” Audrey gushed to a polite but stone-faced Gabriel.

“Ah,” Gabriel began, “That hat is not a design of my own.”

Adrien piped up here, “It was actually made by a friend of mine! Marianette,” he called over his shoulder, locking eyes with a shocked dark haired girl. “Come show Audrey this hat you made!”

Nervous and stuttering, Marianette explained the logistics of her hat and its design, from the synthetic feather to the careful craftsmanship. Audrey, a known harsh critic, glowed as she listened.

“Fabulous, my dear!” she crowed, “I simply must see more of your work. How would you like to come to New York with me to design more fashion for a line of mine?”

Pollen, invested in the conversation, was pulled out of it by a shaking sensation. She looked up to see Chloe outright trembling as she pulled her hands into fists.

“Mother! Why would you take her of all people!” Chloe burst out. All eyes turned to her.

“Why, Connie, it’s because she is quite exceptional! I would recognize such talent a country away,” Audrey replied with a dismissive wave.

“So am I!”

A laugh. “Dear, the only exceptional thing about you is your mother.”

Had it not been for the hubbub of people around them, you could have heard a pin drop. Chloe stared resolutely at the floor, teeth grinding together and tears threatening to fall. Marianette, for her part, looked like a deer in headlights, stuck between a sharp drop off a cliff and an incoming car.

“Now Audrey,” Gabriel started, before getting cut off.

“I am exceptional!” Chloe shouted. “I will show you! I’m going to be a super heroine! Just you wait, I’ll be better than this girl will ever be!”

Audrey outright cackled. “Oh honey, keep dreaming. There is not a heroic bone in your body.”

Eyes watering and lips trembling, Chloe turned on a dime and stormed off. Pollen caught Marianette make an aborted move towards her, but was stopped by Adrien putting a hand on her arm.

Fuming and ready to bawl, Chloe bust out the front doors and began running down the sidewalk. For minutes, safely tucked into Chloe’s bag, all Pollen can hear is hard footsteps, people shouting, and Chloe’s heavy breathing.

After hearing doors slam open and closed repeatedly, Chloe and Pollen are left in silence. When Pollen braved a look out the purse, she sees that they have found their way back to the locker room at Chloe’s school. Seeing that they were alone, she moved out into the open.

“Fuck!” Chloe exploded. “How dare she!”

Feeling the rage roiling off Chloe, Pollen rushed to calm her. “Chloe, take a deep breath. Give yourself a minute to let it simmer.”

Icy eyes shot up to look at Pollen. “Take a breath? Let it simmer? Are you kidding! I have done my best to make my mother see I am exceptional, so show her that I am good enough, and what does she do? Invites Dupain-Cheng of all people to go with her to New York.”

Pacing back and forth in front of the benches, Chloe growled. “Do you know when the last time I saw my mother for more than a day was? Years ago! Years, Pollen!” Tears trickled down her cheeks as Chloe caved in on herself. “I’ve done my best to be just like her, to show her I can be great too. Why won’t she ever look at me?”

With a hesitant pause, Pollen reached a paw out to Chloe’s shoulder. “Some people can’t be pleased, Chloe. You shouldn’t base your self worth on the word of another.”

Chloe jerked her shoulder away, turning her back to Pollen. “You don’t understand.”

“My mother left when I was young.” She walked forward towards the door so that she could peer out the window. “I didn’t understand why. She didn’t even say goodbye.”

“But,” Chloe continued, “If I can just get her to see that I’m worth staying for, she’ll stay here. Maybe, just maybe, I can convince her to be part of our family again.”

Red-rimmed eyes and wet cheeks turned back to Pollen. “It’s just so hard. She hardly cares for me at all.”

A pause. “Pollen?” Chloe bit her lip. “Am I unlovable?”

“Of course not. Chloe, no one is beyond love. Not even the worst of people.” Pollen could feel the tides shifting. Before, she was determined to leave Chloe behind. But now? Her heart ached at the thought of abandoning her.

Chloe starts to say something else, but all Pollen could hear was the flap of wings. Her eyes flicked to behind Chloe to where the locker room door was just set ajar. A delicate butterfly of deep, cracked purple squeezed its way inside.

“Chloe!” Pollen yelled. But it was too late. The butterfly touched down on her white sunglasses and disappeared without a sound.

A sudden blank look came across Chloe’s face. A purple butterfly mask appeared across her eyes. Every part of Pollen screamed that she was in danger. Not just from an akumatized Chloe, but from Hawkmoth knowing that she was with Chloe.

Her eyes darted around the room. She needed to hide. It would be safer for the both of them if she kept herself unknown.

“Yes, Hawkmoth.”

#miraculous ladybug #miraculous tales of ladybug and chat noir #ml #chloe bourgeois #chloe bourgeois redemption #pollen #pollen (ladybug)#kwami pollen #bee miraculous #bee!chloe #original akuma #shit mom Audrey #im bad at tagging on tumblr #ml fanfic #marinette dupain cheng #adrien agreste

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thatasianstereotype · 4 years

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Father, This Is Your Future Son-In-Law.

A short little side companion fic to my Adrien x Damian series.

First: Fuck. I’m Gay.

Second: Damn, You’re Looking Fine.

Third: Shit. I Got To Deal With This Bitch (Again).

I’m still working on the fourth and final part of the series (it won’t be as long of a wait as Part 3). But I wanted to write how the Batfam reacted to their youngest suddenly getting a boyfriend while abroad.

Creative liberties were taken. Also, this is a crack writing.

The Demon Spawn who has gotten better at not attacking people at first sight but still just tolerates people. And his holier-than-thou attitude is still there with his love for throwing insults around like free candy.

This is the kid that manages to snag a pure cinnamon roll sunshine as a boyfriend?

This angry grumpy child?

Needless to say, the Batfam is in disbelief.

“What?” Bruce thought that the Teen Titans mission in Europe was done. “Why do you want to stay in Paris longer? Is something wrong?”

“No Father. I have simply found someone I wish to court. I will be spending time in Paris to see how best to present myself as an exceptional suitor that is all. Give my regards to Grayson that I will be missing Family Night but that I will make it up by introducing him to his future brother-in-law soon.”

Bruce was too much in shock to answer when Damian hung up.

“DICK!”

“I think it’s cute that Dami is getting a boyfriend.”

“Dick, you oblivious and naive child, you are completely missing the point.”

Dick rolled his eyes. “Look, I’m pretty sure Damian isn’t actually going to marry someone right now.”

“He said ‘future brother-in-law’ inferring that this courtship he wants to initiate will end in a wedding.”

“I think you are reading too much into this, B.”

“And you are not reading enough. Have I taught you nothing at all?

“You taught me paranoia.”

“I taught you to be prepared for every kind of situation.”

“Pretty sure the possibility of your 17-year-old son getting hitched in Paris can be ruled out.”

“Where did I go wrong with you?”

And Dick rolled his eyes once again at Bruce’s dramatic-ness. This. This is where Damian gets it from.

Ever the peace keeper in this dysfunctional trainwreck of a family, Dick managed to stop Bruce from flying to Paris. But much to their frustrations (even Dick’s who wanted to know who captured his baby bro’s heart), Damian did not tell them the name of his potential boyfriend.

All in all, Damian spent about two months and a half in Paris before coming back home to Gotham. And the Batfam could see a difference right away.

Damian was happy. He smiled (it was a little one but it had Dick squealing in joy) more and he was more tolerate of his brothers and schoolmates.

“We should’ve shipped him off to Paris earlier if he comes back like this.”

Tim was still staring at Damian like he was an alien. The demon spawn still insulted him every other day but hasn’t threatened to kill him at all since he came back. No ripping out his intestines to feed to the vultures or throwing him off a building for the rats to feast on. It was nice. Although a little part of him felt slightly unnerving. He doesn’t have any contingency plans involving a Nice!Damian.

Dick shook his head fondly at his little brother, taking away his coffee full of too much caffeine and replacing it with decaf. He has truly ascended to motherhood. “Well, I think it’s nice that Little D found love.”

“In the city of love. Is no one paying attention to that part?” Jason munched on one of Alfred’s cookies. “Cause I think that’s hilarious. I thought Baby Bat would’ve choked on all the happiness and bright clean air there.”

Dick whacked his arm. “Stop being mean to Dami.”

“But Dickie. It’s how I show affection.”

Adrien Agreste was the son of the supervillain Hawk Moth that have terrorizing Paris for the last 3 years. Batman was not at all pleased to hear that the Parisian heroes called for help and the Justice League turned them away. People have paid for that. Dearly.

“So his mom’s dead and his dad’s a criminal?” Jason looked over Bruce’s shoulder at the BatComputer. “Kid’ll fit right in with our family. Demon sure knows how to pick them.”

“Hnn.” Bruce grunted.

“I mean with you dating Selina, a notorious thief and doing the thing with Talia, a very dangerously lethal assassin, it’s no wonder where your son got his taste from.”

“Jason.” Bruce grunted in a warning tone.

“I mean when I’m right, I’m right.”

“Ok.” Tim started off tonight’s Family Meeting (excluding Damian), the topic being one certain ex-assassin’s love interest. “Looking further into the Agreste kid shows he clearly did not take after his villainous dad. He is one of Paris’ teenage models and have a huge fanbase dedicated to how pure and sweet he is. He is a literal walking ray of sunshine.”

“How the fuck did that sunshine child tame our literal feral demon brother?” Jason said. Always the VIP asking the important questions here.

Tim actually had an answer for that. He pulled out several charts and data on his laptop and showed it to the others. “Looking further into Adrien, I have found evidence that he is the cat-themed superhero Chat Noir. Being a loveable and touch-starved kitten appealed to the demon brat’s almost non-existent affections.”

“Timmy, Dami is capable of love.” Dick said in a disappointed voice.

“I said almost non-existent, didn’t I?” Tim waved the Mom’s disappointment away. “But you guys have got to see this.”

He pulled up a video of Chat Noir and Ladybug on the big screen. They watched him using his signature move: cataclysm. No one spoke for a few minutes as they processed the sheer destructive powers of the hero.

“You know what.” Jason broke the silence. “I have no more questions. I can kind of see how Agreste is the demon’s type.”

What baby assassin wouldn’t be turned on by the literal godly destructive powers the baby kitten held in his hands?

Dick, the only one wanting to keep things semi-PG here, smacked the back of his head.

“Baby brother.” Cass greeted. She is back home from her Hong Kong trip and heard all about the famous Adrien Agreste. She thought it was adorable and that Adrien and Damian made a cute couple.

“Hello, Cassandra.”

She peered down at the list he was currently making. She gestured towards it with a confused look.

“I am compiling a list of tasks that needs to be done before my Chaton and new sister-in-law come to Gotham. Only the best for them after all.

Her eyes lit up. “New sister?”

“Yes. My mon amour’s sister will be our new one.” He pulled out a picture of her on his phone for Cass to see. “Her name is Marinette and she will be a fine addition to the family.”

“Baby sister.” Cass said happily. She was always up for new family members.

“Yes. I imagine you two will get along the best.”

But she couldn’t help but notice that with all the preparations he is making, even if it is for his boyfriend and new sister, is a bit —how would Steph say it?— overkill.

Her coal black eyes were sharp as she observed his body language. “You very serious on this. Why?”

He can never hide anything from his sister. “I wish for them to have a good impression of our family so that their family will not be disincline to reject my proposal for marriage.”

“Marriage?” She was still quite unfamiliar with some words in English.

“It means that you will be getting another brother too.”

“We will wed.”

Dick hasn’t even finished his cereal yet. He looked over at Damian’s serious expression. “Did you even ask him yet?”

“I will present myself as an extraordinary suitor that he will be more inclined to say yes when I ask.”

“At least you’re treating your man right.”

Damian took offense. “Why wouldn’t I treat my mon amour with anything but the upmost respect and love?”

“I didn’t mean it like that, Little D. I’m just glad you’re in a good relationship and from what I can see, Adrien adores you very much.”

Damian smiled. “I adore my Chaton a great deal as well. Would you like to come with me to pick out a ring?

Dick could just hear Bruce’s voice in his head saying he shouldn’t be encouraging this. But come on, this was his baby brother who grew up learning how to hurt people finding a precious loving relationship for himself and he will be damned if he doesn’t support this.

“Of course. I’ll be honored to help.”

His baby brother brightened before he launched into a rant.

“I’m having trouble finding the perfect gem to complement his eyes. They are a certain shade of forest green you see. And many jewelry stores do me a great disservice by not having that certain shade or having utterly appalling quality for what my Chaton deserves.”

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aggresivelyfriendly · 3 years

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Hello loveys! Here is chapter four of

‘Tis the Damn Season

~Let It Snow~

Thanks to @dirtystyles for the beta and late night video mining thanks it Night Niki!

Enjoy! Reblogs are Love!!

"We have a problem," Harry states as he comes in the room. Emma's heart nearly stops and she feels exposed. Not just because she is naked, though she is literally bare, but because he's just been downstairs to talk to the landlady and Emma is terrified of what the hell the problem could be.

He was just downstairs, while she was luxuriating in the sheets scented like them. What could he have encountered there that would lead to this deadpan voice and monotone face?

Emma's mind is good at this, at possibilities, it's why she's good at her studies and internships, she can run through lots of scenarios in her head and then plug in logistics and costs and benefits. She doesn't even need a spreadsheet unless you get beyond a handful of variables.

Variable one - she's gonna think of them as variables because problems are more nerve wracking - there are fans outside. They've heard from someone, through a grapevine or hedgerow, that Harry stays here a couple days each Christmas.

Emma can see a way out of this, though it requires sending Harry to be the sacrificial lamb. He will have to go to the altar and sign things, which is better than being beheaded, and take pictures and give hugs and lead them away. Then Emma can linger, maybe eat lunch in the pub garden and leave when the coast is well and truly clear. It's not how she wants to spend their last day this break together, but it gets them both out of here unexposed, if not totally unscathed.

This is the best case scenario.

Variable two - while he was downstairs Gemma texted. She's cottoned on. Well, Emma is totally afraid and halfway sure her friend can sense that she's sleeping with her little brother every chance she gets and hasn't been honest about it. Emma knows Harry has not been forthright either. The puzzle pieces can't be hard to put together. They've gotten lazy. No, the word is addicted. The fact that they both always disappeared and went dark for the same number of days was more than noticeable the first time, it wasn't a pattern yet thought. An easy to recognize and predict four three year old pattern. Emma is good at those too, patterns. So is Gemma, all those themes, all those books.

They'd talked about it, she and Harry, that second year, their first meet up with intent. Agreed they would be limited, controlled, discreet. They would meet late, after pub crawls, and only get together after Gemma went back to London.

She's not sure who they were fooling.

Because then, instead, they just holed up, skipped social events, turned up moments apart from one another and left the same way. Basically they'd ignored every one of their rules, the ones they'd designed to keep their secret. They couldn't help themselves, nor stay away. She had to sit on her hands and never look at him to keep from touching or kissing in public. Harry didn't even bother.

Last year, Gemma had made a few comments, about them flirting, about Harry peacocking around Emma, about them leaving at the same time. About his hands on her.

Emma remembered when they'd pulled themselves out of each other's arms, him to go home, her to a meet up with Gem and some others. He was definitely less stealthy, not sleeping at home and all, but he insisted on holding her while he fell asleep and waking up to her kisses. What was she supposed to do but melt?

Emma had been late, because of course she was, she'd almost been out the door when he'd asked to be kissed goodbye. "I just put on lipstick." She'd shaken her head, and then his face had taken on that impish hue and he'd kissed her lipstick and clothes off. The waiting Uber had left without her and she lost her perfect 5 star rating.

She'd come in, flushed apologizing and lying about her mother needing her to go to the shops. Gemma had pushed her a drink and given her a look. Like she knew, why Emma was late and Harry was sneaking out to sleep in a shitty pub bed. Then later, she'd said, "Harry's up to something, someone, he's been staying out all night again. My mum isn't that bothered, but I just want to know who." The look she'd turned on Emma was nothing short of an invitation.

Emma could have confessed. But it felt like a final chapter, a bookend she wasn't ready for, so she'd shrugged and suggested maybe he had a girl in Manchester, or a boy. It had been a joke, but Gemma hadn't blinked, and Emma wasn't surprised either, so that seemed interesting. Luckily the conversation flowed beyond that when a new old friend arrived.

Gemma kept giving her looks though.

Emma did feel like she was wearing a scarlet H.

And she'd come to the party with it two days ago. The letter may not have been apparent on her sweater, the kinda ugly but also perfect Christmas sweater she'd found at the thrift store one day. It was red, the threads of it shot through with silver, like it was made of tinsel. And it was big, she was wearing it as a dress. The expediency of last year's dress fed her lunacy this year. They should definitely control themselves this time. Thank god the door had been locked.

The big H over the heart of her sweater cum dress was probably only visible to her.

And possibly to Harry, from the way he had zeroed in on her. He'd greeted her when she came in the kitchen door with a lingering kiss on her cheek. She was totally breathless just from seeing him. He had grown. He was a bit taller and seemed to have slimmed down. And his hair was brushing his shoulders in this way that could only be described as princley. She was waiting and hoping for true love's kiss.

That was probably why, when he looked around naughtily and scooted her over 5 steps to be under the mistletoe, she hadn't even been able to find an eye roll of protest. The kiss had tasted like home, because he was the best thing about Christmas and coming home to Holmes Chapel. He was what she longed for on days that literally didn't end in Iceland, cozy nights with him, under the blankets near a fire. It lingered, his lips on hers, the slick of his Christmas cookie scented tongue. He held her a moment later, the hug lasted too long as well.

"Oooh, Harry get off!" Gemma had harrumphed.

Emma had been sure her face was bright red, but Harry had just rolled with it, pointed to the mistletoe, and said, "Seemed more appropriate than a full make out!" He'd pulled back and tossed that comment over his shoulder but winked at her as his hands dropped. It had seemed to satisfy for that moment. That was before Emma had ignored rules and definitely fallen into her pattern. The Boar's Head on Boxing Day and maybe a few more. Hell, even the landlady recognized them and told them she'd saved their preferred room for them. Gemma was quick, sharp as a knife blade and could cut like one too, when hurt.

Maybe Gemma had gotten sick of the unexplained sober night disappearing acts and called him out.

Would they come clean? Did that mean this was over? Did that mean this was beginning?

Emma wasn't even sure what she wanted. This was the worst case scenario, that those they loved and were deceiving knew.

Or, maybe they knew for an even worse reason.

Variable three - it had gotten out to the press. Someone had snapped a photo of them kissing before the "we were just hugging" excuse. Or got them together here in a more salacious situation. Going to a room together - no - that can't be right. They meet here, behind closed doors, no one can get to them here, it's like their fortress. Nobody knows. Would the landlady sell them out?

Emma takes a deep breath, she's just given herself some very rapid fire and escalating worst case scenarios. She needs more data. "What's wrong?" Her voice is steady.

Maybe not steady enough, he looks up with his brow quirked and his mouth a bit drawn.

He reads her, she feels him open her up like the spine of a book. She hopes he doesn't ask. How long would it take to explain the crazy journey her mind just took? Instead he just tilts his head and gives her a naughty smile. "We're stuck!" His eyebrows raise like he's just told her he found a stash of herbs that act like viagra.

"Huh?" For as quick a thinker as she is, she feels really behind. May have been that smile's promise, or that his news is simple, innocuous, not full of consequences.

"Come look." His head motions to the window he is standing in front of. He puts her in front of him immediately and hooks his chin over her shoulder. "We're snowed in!" He's gleeful.

"You'll miss your flight." She sounds worried. This would stress her out.

"I will, but I won't miss out on you! And I can't get my ass chewed because this is an act of God!"

"An act of God to get you laid!" She laughs. She's joking.

He doesn't look amused. "I already got laid." He tries for a playful eye roll, it doesn't land, like when you jump off a swing and miss, tumble over, twist an ankle. "I'm excited, how cozy is this! We get to hang out for at least another day. We can order food in and stay in bed and watch movies! Everyone else will be snowbound too so we won't have to put on real clothes or anything at all and go to the pub or family dinner or anything. Just us two with no obligations!"

He looks gleeful to have extra time off. She shouldn't begrudge him, he works hard and so does she. "What movie do you want to watch?" He's already digging for his laptop and sweats, he's down to a tee, tossing her the one she slept in.

There's a part of Emma that thinks she should bring up all the winding trails her mind just ran, instead, she smiles and catches the love bug he's infected with. "You pick, baby." Baby, wow, she thought she only said that in her head, or when she's under him. She'd be happy if he doesn't notice. He does, and the way he looks over it makes her happier.

Hours later, after he calls down for shepherds pie and tea he says, "We should get pints'"

"I don't like beer."

"Then wine!"

"Ok, wine." They usually only had tipsy tumbles at the party. This was intentional; on her part at least, she liked to remember their limited time together so she could live off it all year. "I feel like I need to warn you, wine makes me feel sexy."

"Oh, oh no, what will I do?" He put his hand to his heart then to his head and reclined in an arch that belied his 'I don't dance' claims. Maybe not yet, but one day he'd be a dancer. "I know you will launch an assault on my virtue!" He stuck his tongue to the cover of his smirking mouth. She'd take that invitation.

"Yeah. I should make a start on that job now!" She advances on him with all the moves she put into being the best footballer in sixth form. Harry runs from her, but the room is small and cozy and cluttered, so he quickly tumbles over. He groans from the floor.

"Oh, are you hurt babe?" She's on her knees looking his perfect face over for forming bruises when he laughs and pulls her down on top of him.

"Nope, fine and dandy!"

"Dandy is right!" She secretly loved his evolving look. But had to take him down a few pegs regularly.

"Heeey! I had to call a foul, you are way faster than you look!"

"How does one look fast?" She's talking, he's kissing.

"When you look like you have moves," he moved his eyebrows in illustration, "and I'm like a newborn gazelle."

"Bullshit, I think you just get distracted."

He blinked and just stared for a moment. "Nobody's ever said that but my mum." Emma wasn't sure what that meant, but it meant something. The deep kiss and eye contact said so. As did his downshift.

They'd been on 4th gear headed to 5th when she'd started joking. Now he was back to third and decelerating.

"Cmon," he broke the kiss to say and came back like her lips were honey to his bee. It took him three lip locks to get to the next words. "Let's go get cozy and watch something."

She barely remembers the movie he put on. But she'll always remember him narrating it in her ear and his comment on the aesthetic.

"Do you like the costumes and set design or the actual plot?" She tilted her head back to ask and found her lips had the same magnets in them his had earlier. Must be contagious like his glee for snow days.

"Both, but I guess ideally they are equally great, but I'd say the latter in this case."

"You know, pop star, for a boy who left school early, you're awfully cerebral." She meant this as a compliment.

He blushed and gave her a shy smile. "Nah, I'm a lad."

There was something about the way he said it, like this was one of those beliefs everyone had about themselves that they didn't really share, but affected them.

Emma climbed up over him. "Hey, you're not allowed to put yourself down around me, ok?"

"Being a lad isn't necessarily a bad thing." That rang true, he believed that.

"Yeah, I agree with you. But you aren't just a lad Harry."

He looks askance for a second. "I mean, I'm not like, a genius or anything," he nudged her, "not like some people."

"I'm not a genius." He made a face. "I'm not. I'm smart, but more than that I'm dedicated, and you obviously are as well. You work really hard Harry, and you make people really happy. You make great music. You know that, right? That what you do has merit? That it matters?"

"I'm not saving the planet." He looked deeply at her.

"Neither am I." He scoffed. "No, really. I'm just trying to do what I can to make things a little better. And you are too."

"Yeah, but I want to do more, like more good."

"And you will, you do know you're like 21 right." Sometimes she needed this reminder too. He was even younger than her.

"Not quite."

"Stop reminding me I'm older than you." She ruffled his hair.

"Older and wiser."

"Flattery will get you nowhere, Styles."

Harry reversed their positions, she was under him, looming blue and beautiful above her. "I dunno, I like my geography."

The kisses he was applying to her collarbone were pretty compelling.

"I guess I'd have to see a little more flattery," she sighed.

"I think you're the smartest girl I've ever met." That kiss was right below her ear.

She made an encouraging sound.

"I love the color of your eyes when there is soft light behind you." That kiss was to the same spot on the other side. It was also very specific.

"I miss you and the way you smell 11 months out of the year." That one was on the hollow at the base of her throat.

"If I could, I'd just follow you from Amsterdam to Iceland so that I got to wake up to you every morning." That one she felt required a follow up, but that kiss was on her mouth and escalated to all of the other positions his held.

It wasn't until the next morning, when they we're still snowbound, cozy, and together that she thought to say, "You know you could do anything you wanted, be anything you wanted. You're limitless, Harry."

She didn't tell him she'd also love if he chose to follow her between her school and her hoped for career. Just like she hoped he would never tell her he wanted her to follow him on tour. It was too limited.

She wished they were limitless together instead of on the divergent roads they'd chosen.

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I Want You

Summary: Y/n finally finds out the secret that Owen had been keeping from her.

Word count: 1648

A/n: So @bebudaful (I hope you don’t mind the tag) suggested I write a follow up to this post and I know I said I might do it if I got time but this is all I’ve thought about since you suggested it so thank you.

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The feeling of someone tugging on your earphones pulled your attention away from your work on the screen in front of you. Pulling the earphones out completely and turning in your chair you found Owen watching you with a small pout on his face.

“I’ve been trying to get your attention for 15 minutes now” he whines as you lift the earphones up in answer which causes him to roll his eyes. “Well I know that now” he replies, a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

“So what did you want?” You ask, quickly glancing away from him to check the time as you were working to a deadline that you really couldn’t afford to miss.

“I uh just wanted to know if you had plans for tomorrow night” he asks nervously as if he was asking you out for the first time, instead of after dating for two years and being friends for so much longer. It was strange, much like Owen’s behaviour the past few weeks but you pushed it to the back of your mind for later as you really needed to focus on your work.

“Owen we’re in the middle of a pandemic, I’d be really surprised if anyone had any plans” you teased, shaking your head at him.

Deciding to ignore your snarky comment, Owen decided to focus on the positive that you had no plans as he explained what he had planned.

“I was thinking we could dress up, you know as if we where going on a proper date, order food from that little Italian place you like and just spend the evening together with no distractions”

A smile lit up your face as you thought about the idea, it sounded fun. Sure you had spent the entire time in quarantine together but it had been a long time since you’d had a proper date night. You agreed immediately, not needing any further persuasion from Owen and he thanked you with a kiss before leaving you to carry on with your work, now more motivated than before.

The next day Owen went out in the early afternoon claiming that he had a few things to get before your date tonight so you took the chance to clean around the apartment. You had just finished as you heard Owen walk through the door and he greeted you on his way to the kitchen where he put the bags down on the counters before he turned to you with a smile on his face and a bouquet of flowers in his hands. It was only small but you didn’t mind as it contained your favourite flowers.

“You remembered” you gasped, accepting them happily and leaning up to place a sweet kiss on his lips.

“Of course I did, what kind of boyfriend would I be if I forgot?” he chuckled, beginning to unpack the bags as you found a vase out and filled it with water ready to put the flowers in. As you moved round the counter you caught sight of the bottles he had taken out of the bag as you frowned slightly in confusion.

“What’s the occasion?” you asked and he turned to find you watching him closely.

“What? Can’t I spoil my love on date night?”

“You’re ridiculous, I’m going to shower” you laughed as you placed the vase on the side but you couldn’t stop the feeling of love that blossomed in your chest at his words.

Hanging your towel over the rack you reached over to turn the shower on, adjusting the water temperature until it was just right before you stepped in and let the water wash over your skin, washing away the stress of work. While in the shower your mind wandered back to your conversation with Owen the week before were he refused to tell you why he was acting strangely, you were still yet to find out what it was and you were still curious as to what it was. You had even asked Charlie but he claimed he didn’t know what you were on about so that didn’t get you far but you just hoped it would be soon.

Sighing you switched the shower off as you reached for the towel and wrapped the soft material around your body. On your way to the bedroom you heard Owen on the phone, catching the end of his conversation which you assumed was with Charlie.

“Yeah, I picked it up earlier and I’m going to ask her tonight”

You could practically hear the smile that was on his face as he talked but at least you knew you weren’t going to have to wait long now to find out what he had planned.

As you were drying your hair, Owen came into the room fresh from a shower already dressed ready for your date. You couldn’t help but notice how good he looked in his blue shirt and black jeans and you bit you’re lip when you caught his eyes in the mirror as a smirk played on his lips.

“I’m going to order the food to be delivered in about an hour, do you think you’ll be ready?” he teased.

“Of course” you scoffed in reply as pressed a kiss to your temple before leaving you to get ready and to order food.

As it happened you were just finishing your make up as a knock on the door signalled that your food arrived. Taking a quick look in the mirror on your way out, you smoothed the front of your dress down before making your way to Owen.

He was in the middle of dishing the food up when he hears your footsteps approaching and he lifted his head. Smiling, he took in your appearance and he couldn’t help the chuckle that escaped his lips when he saw the fluffy socks on your feet.

“What? Just because we said we were dressing up doesn’t mean that I can’t be comfortable as well” you pouted.

“I know baby but that’s-uh never mind” he said with a shake of his head as he moved the plates of food from the counter to the small dining table before coming over to you. “You look good” he smiled, resting his hands on your waist and kissing you.

“Just good” you teased with a breathless laugh as you pulled back from the kiss, “you don’t look too bad either” you say, smiling at him.

You both sat down to eat after that, talking about whatever came into your minds and laughing and joking just as you always did. Even though you were having fun there was something at the back of your mind telling you that something bug was coming and you didn’t know how right you were until the plates had been cleared away.

Owen had poured you both a drink while you were clearing the table and when he joined you again it was as if a switch had been flipped, the boy you had been laughing and joking with minutes ago was now very serious and very nervous which had you worried. You tried to ask if he was okay but he spoke first.

“Y/n, we’ve know each other since we were kids and we’ve been dating for two years but every moment I’ve spent with you has been some of the best moments of my life, from your unwavering support to your ridiculous sense of humour that compliments me so well and I want that for the rest of my life. I want you by by my side so I guess what I’m trying to say is” Owen speaks, his eye locked onto yours as reaches into his pocket bringing out a small black velvet box and kneels down in front of you.

“Y/n L/n, Will you marry me?” he asks, opening the box to reveal a beautiful ring. The plain silver band and small white gem in the centre glistens in the light as you stare down at your boyfr-fiancé with tears in your eyes which causes your vision to blur slightly. Blinking the tears away, you feel yourself nodding as you reply.

“Yes Owen, yes” you say with a smile which Owen mirrors as he slides the ring onto your finger, “It’s beautiful” you say, looking closely at the ring as Owen stands to pull you into a hug.

“I love you” you whisper.

“I love you too baby” he replies, pulling away and leading you to the couch where he pulls you in for another hug as you sit in silence, content in each others embrace.

“So this is what you’ve been hiding from me and why you’ve been acting strangely” you ask and he hums in response, “all the phone calls with Charlie”

“Yeah he was helping me with how I was going to ask but then I decided I couldn’t wait any longer for us to do anything big so that’s why tonight was just us”

“And when you locked yourself in the bedroom to make that phone call?” you asked.

“Yeah I uh I called your parents to ask for their blessing” he admits a small smile on his face “and when you caught me on the laptop last week and asked me why I was acting weird, I was actually looking at rings” he confesses, reaching for your left hand to lace your fingers together as he presses a kiss to the back of it waiting for your response.

“You know I knew you were hiding something but I never expected it to be this” you tell him, your gaze still on your intertwined hands as you admired the ring again. You didn’t know if you’d ever get used to it but you were definitely not changing your mind anytime soon as you planned to spend the rest of your life with the him.

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wastelandcth · 4 years

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omg a blurb about cal loosing his fave sensation shirt 😳 i feel he’d freak out and be sad so the reader spends all day trying to find it for him while he’s at work and she finds it and his empathy hoodie and other gems that she can make him feel better with 🥺 i love a couple thst is willing to do anything to make each other happy

okay this was such a cute concept and i was freezing cold when i was writing this (also missing fall so..)

Missing Shirts

Calum was already having a bad morning. He'd slept through his alarm and Duke had chewed one of his toys during the night, leaving small puffs of cotton and stuffing around the bedroom. It didn't help that he'd dropped his toothbrush in the sink, spilling toothpaste everywhere. But the final straw to his bad morning was when he tried to get dressed and his sensation shirt he'd meant to wear that day was missing.

He'd seen the shirt a couple of days ago in the laundry basket, folded and sitting upon a load of laundry. He'd been planning on wearing it with his black jeans, an outfit that was good enough for the studio time they had booked today, knowing that Andy was joining them to film some content for their Instagram. Not that it was that important to him, but he really liked the comfy shirt and the idea of it being missing made his morning worse.

She'd been in the kitchen when Calum walked out, his eyebrows furrowed as he saw Duke messing with the unstuffed toy. She could tell that Calum was in a mood, he was quiet and his body seemed tense. She stirred the pot that contained oatmeal, the warm gooey substance meant to warm them both on the chilly October morning. The smell of coffee filled her nose as she heard Calum shuffling along the kitchen, leading Duke outside into the patio.

"Have you seen my sensation shirt?" he asked after coming back inside and pressing a kiss to her head after saying his good mornings. His breath smelled like coffee, his warm body pressed against hers made the chilly air blowing in from outside seem like just a breeze. Her sock-clad feet turned to face him, sleep still evident in her features, her body leaning up to kiss him gently.

"I'm sure it's around here somewhere. I saw it yesterday I think?" she shrugged, her voice soft compared to his which was filled with sleep and unease. "I'll look for it when I do laundry today, yeah?" she mumbled as he pressed another kiss to his warm lips.

Calum felt his worries and anger leave him as he held her close, her body pressed up against his as he shielded her from the weather outside. Not even Duke's parting outside could distract him from that moment when the smell of coffee overtook them both. By the time he had walked out to his car, wrapped in a black hoodie that kept his body warmth in and the cold out, Calum had felt a little lighter, the oatmeal in his belly making him feel warm and happy.

Cleaning had always been a chore for her, always something she hated. But when she got her own place in LA, cleaning became a sort of meditation, a way to clear her mind. She liked days when Calum was out at the studio and she was off from work, it gave her time to clean and be able to have time for herself. She could sing at the top of her lungs and dance along to whatever song she had playing through the speakers in the living room. She'd been cleaning out their bedroom when she spotted a green fabric under the bed frame, her head laying on the floorboards as she used her phone for light to see under the bed.

The laugh that left her chest echoed throughout the room, her body shaking against the floor as she grabbed the pile of clothes next to the sleeping dog. Duke, not too pleased with his hiding spot being found, followed her as she walked out to the laundry room with a pile of Calum's clothes.

"He's not going to be too happy with you, knowing that you're stealing his clothes for your den." she laughed, patting the dog’s head as she put the clothes in the washing machine. "Gonna have to use those puppy dog eyes to your advantage, baby grampa." she chuckled, walking out to the kitchen to make herself lunch.

Calum had the worst day. The studio had never been a stressful place for him, not until today. Nothing he'd written made sense, all the notes he'd try to play were off, and to make matters worse, the heating didn't work, meaning the guys all had to work in a cold studio for over ten hours. His throat hurt from singing lines over and over again, his fingers in pain from plucking the strings of his bass all day long. Even now as he drove home, he was stressed, his fingers gripping the steering wheel tightly as he tried to navigate the LA traffic. Pulling into the driveway, Calum felt a sense of relief as he spotted her car, knowing he was coming back home to her returning that warm feeling in his stomach.

The house smelled like apples and cinnamon when he walked in the front door. Calum's eyes closing as he took in the scent of the candles that were lit all around the house. He glanced around the kitchen and living room, his eyebrow raising as he didn't spot the small dog or his girlfriend anywhere. Walking over to his office, he set down his bag that held his laptop and other things he used in the studio. Once his bass was safe in the spot he always left it, he made his way over to the bedroom, pushing the door open and peeking his head inside to find them both snuggled under the covers, the light from her laptop illuminating her face.

"Hi gorgeous," he mumbled as his feet dragged against the floor as he made his way over to the bed. His body collapsed onto the bed next to her, a yawn leaving him as he felt her arms wrap around his frame and pull him close. "Missed you today, was a bad one." he sighed, his eyes closing as her fingers ran through his hair, scratching gently at his scalp. She listened to him as he ranted about his day, about how nothing seemed to work out for him today, about how the cold seeped into his bones and made everything hurt. He told her about how tired he got sometimes and how he really just missed her as he drove back home.

"I have a surprise for you," she said softly as his voice turned from angry words to soft whispers. "I found your shirt." she nodded, chuckling as he lifted his head up from where it laid on her chest. His eyebrow quirking up as he leaned against his elbows, his head tilted to the side as he waited for the rest of her story.

Slipping out of bed, the cold floor made her grateful that she was wearing fuzzy socks, she walked over to the closet where the had hidden the laundry basket away from Duke. Calum's eyes widened as he saw the basket full of clothes he'd thought he'd lost while on tour or she'd taken into her closet.

"I was cleaning the room today, saw something hiding under the bed." she chuckled, sitting on the edge of the bed while holding the basket, "Looks like a certain baby grampa was making a den under our bed and had wanted to have some of his dad's clothes with him." she smiled, looking over at Duke, whose ears had perked up at the mention of him.

Calum chuckled as he looked between the basket full of clothes and the small dog who was wagging his tail excitedly at both of his people. He looked through the basket, grinning as he saw the Sensation shirt, his Empathy hoodie, even his iconic Maine shirt was folded neatly in the basket. It warmed his heart, knowing that the small dog had wanted a piece of him to have while he was away, it made him happy to know that he was wanted in his little family. He was also grateful for her, knowing that she'd do whatever she could to make him happy, even when a missing shirt was just the thing that made him spiral into his own brain. And that night, as sleep overtook them both, he couldn't help but pull her closer to his chest, the feeling of the Empathy hoodie she was wearing Calum had never felt more loved and warm, even in the chilly fall night.

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theydontknowaboutusimagines · 3 years

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This Christmas - A Harry Styles Christmas Series (Part 9)

Two life long friends. Secretly in love. Home for the holidays. Will they risk everything by telling the other how they feel? Or will they spend another year loving from afar?

Read these first Prologue Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8

Harry was fast asleep later the next morning, when someone came bursting through his bedroom door.

“Oi, wake up,” Gemma said, hitting her baby brother over the head with a pillow.

“The fuck?” He groaned, sitting up. “What are you doing here?”

“Gee, I was hoping for a warmer welcome than that,” she scoffed.

“Maybe there would have been if you didn’t just wack me over the head,” he said, throwing a pillow at her.

Gemma smirked, ducking out of the way and jumping onto the bed, “So, Mum told me you and Y/N have been getting pretty cozy these last few days.”

“I’m sure she has,” he mumbled.

“Yeah, the problem is you haven’t!” She scolded. “Here I am giving you advice to go shoot your shot and I’m the last to know it even worked.”

Harry looked up from his pillow at his sister, “Please. Never. Say that again.”

“I’m just using what all the cool kids are using these days,” she smirked.

“You’re not a cool kid, Gem. You never were,” he smirked.

“Fuck you,” she said, taking another pillow to his face.

“For fuck’s sake, will you stop,” he groaned, taking a pillow to her face.

“Remind me why I like having you two home again?” Anne smirked from the doorway.

“Because you love us,” Harry said.

“Only because I have to,” she said. “Anyway, Gem brought breakfast, it’s on the table.”

“Yeah, I figured it would be nice for Mum not to have to cook in her newly cleaned kitchen,” she said getting off the bed and following Anne down to the kitchen.

Harry groaned getting out of bed and heading into the bathroom. He washed his face and brushed his teeth before going down to the kitchen, where his Mum and sister were already having their breakfast.

“Where’s Y/N?” Harry asked, looking out towards the backyard.

“Oh, she’s working on her book,” Gemma said. “I told her, you’d bring her some breakfast out.”

“Did you now?” Harry raised an eyebrow.

“Well, I would have done it, but I figured you’d whine about no getting to see your girlfriend,” she joked.

“We’re not… she’s not my girlfriend… technically,” Harry sighed.

“Sooo, then what are you?” Gemma asked.

“They’re taking it slow, Gem. We don’t have to know every detail of their relationship,” Anne said, sipping on her tea.

Harry raised his eyebrow looking at his mother, “Excuse me? Pot meet kettle.”

“Oh hush!” She pointed at him. “I’m your mother, I have the right to ask questions.”

“And I’m his sister!” Gemma said.

“How about you’ll both find out when I find out,” he said grabbing two plates of food, “Gem it’s wonderful to see you, but I’m taking my breakfast with someone who doesn’t throw pillows at my head.”

“Again you deserved it,” she called out after him.

You were hard at work finishing yet another chapter in the last few hours. Your forehead wrinkled and your shoulders were on fire from your bad posture as you typed on your computer.

He caressed her face gazing into her eyes as if she was the only one in the room. A strand of her black hair had fallen into her face and he quickly pushed it out of the way.

“It appears we’re standing under the mistletoe,” he smirked.

“Well, then it’s only fair we keep up with tradition, right?” she smiled, closing the distance between them as she planted her lips against his.

He tasted of chocolate and peppermint, remnants of their shared hot chocolate only moments ago. Her hands found their way around his waist while his hands remained on the side of her chilled face.

“Want to head back to my place?” He whispered against her lips.

“Oooh,” Harry smirked over your shoulder causing you to jump up with a screech.

“What are you doing here?” You groaned, holding your chest. “And why are you reading over my shoulder.”

“Hey, I knocked on the door and said your name,” he defended. “You were completely zoned the fuck out, so I thought I’d see what had you so entranced.”

You rolled your eyes shutting your laptop and turning to face him, “Oooh is that breakfast sandwiches?”

“Yep. Gem brought them,” he said.

You quickly grabbed the bag of food and took out yours, shoving the bag back into his hands.

He laughed, “Why do I feel jealous over a breakfast sandwich right now?”

“Because you're needy,” you said with a mouthful.

“You say that like it’s a bad thing,” he laughed. “But anyway… so I have a very serious question for you.”

“Oh god, what now?” You laughed.

“Soooo…. The story,” he said, looking over to your laptop. “You’re about to write a sex scene aren’t you.”

“Wouldn’t you like to know,” you joked.

“Yeah. That’s why I asked,” he laughed, taking a bite of his own sandwich.

“Yes,” you rolled your eyes. “They’re about to go to his place and have mind blowing, Happy Christmas, I love you sex.”

“Well, I’m thoroughly intrigued, now,” he wiggled his eyebrows.

“You would be,” you said. “And no before you ask, you can’t read it. You weren’t even supposed to read what you just did!”

“Aw, come on, Y/N!” He groaned. “It’s so good!”

“You’ll read it when it’s ready,” you said. “And it won’t be ready if you keep distracting me.”

“Well excuse the shit out of me,” he said. “Next time you can get your own breakfast sandwich.”

“Awe,” you giggled, wrapping your arms around his shoulder. “You’re a good distraction though.”

“Let’s be honest, you’re only saying that because you want me to bring you breakfast sandwiches,” he said.

“Weelll, you’re not wrong,” you smirked.

Harry was in his room, messing around on his guitar, with an opened page in his journal. It had been a while since he had felt the urge to write a song, but since being with you, he’s found himself reaching for his journal to write. He was writing down a few lyrics when he felt someone standing in the doorway.

“Care to have a bit of a chat?” Gemma asked.

“Depends,” he said, putting his guitar down. “Are there going to be pillows involved?”

“Depends on if you’re being an ass,” she smirked.

Rolling his eyes he gestured for her to come in, “So, what shall we chat about?” He mocked.

“You and Y/N,” she said, bumping her shoulder into his.

“If you’re here for more details, I’m not going to tell you,” he said. “But I do have something to talk with you about.”

“Okay,” she said, turning to face him.

“Why didn’t you tell me Y/N came to one of my shows?” He sighed.

“Oh, she told you about that,” she winced.

“Yeah, she did,” he said. “I found that out the same night I found out she dated Graham.”

“Oh, you found out about that, too,” she sighed.

“You knew about that?” He asked.

“Y/N and I are friends, too,” she said.

“Is that why you lied to me?” He asked.

“I didn’t lie to you,” she said. “You didn’t know she was there.”

“Exactly!” He said. “And you knew I was with… why did you let her think…”

“Because I didn’t know your relationship was that serious,” she said. “The last I saw and heard from you was that you two were dating. That’s it. And I didn’t know Y/N was there for anything other than to reconcile with you. It was only after I saw the look on her face at seeing you that I realized everything.”

“Yet you didn’t feel the need to tell me?” He asked.

“What good would it have done? Would things have happened differently? Maybe. Would you have broken off your relationship? Like I’m sorry I didn’t tell you, but honestly, Harry. What would you have done had I told you after the fact?” She asked.

“I don’t know,” he sighed.

“Exactly,” she said. “So, why even worry about something that you don’t even know what you would have done. The fact of the matter is, you and Y/N are figuring shit out now.”

He sighed, nodding running his hands through his hair.

“And I don’t know if she told you this, but the whole reason she was with Graham is because she ran into him a few days after your show,” she said. “He was there, he was comfortable, and she was trying to move on from you, but it obviously didn’t work because you’re it for her and she’s it for you.”

“Hold up, where are you going?” Harry asked, when you walked into the kitchen with your coat on.

“Oh, Gem didn’t tell you?” You asked. “Your Mum, Gem, and I are heading over to my Mum’s for a girl’s night.”

Harry scoffed, “And I’m just here to fend for myself.”

“You’re a grown man,” Gemma said, walking in on the conversation.

“A needy, grown man,” you clarified.

“Again you say it like it's a bad thing,” he said.

“Anyway, look on the bright side, you have the house to yourself for a few hours,” you smirked.

“This is very true, so when are you leaving exactly?” He asked.

“Now,” you said. “I’ll stop in to say goodnight when we get back, unless you’re snoring.”

“Well, you don’t have to worry about that because I don’t snore,” he said.

“Yeah, you do,” you nodded.

“Anyway, sorry to break up this whole love fest thing, but Mum’s in the car already,” Gemma said.

“Okay,” you said. “I'll be there in a minute.”

Harry wrapped his arms around you, giving you a quick peck on the lips before saying goodbye. Once he made sure you were gone, he made his way out to the writing hut. He knew he shouldn’t be doing what he was about to do, but he had an idea that he needed help with.

The door was unlocked, so he opened it and went inside. Your laptop was still on the desk and he opened it up. Luckily, you left the last document opened and he scrolled up to exactly where he needed to be. He skimmed through what you had been working on that day, paying attention to details and making mental notes.

Now, it was time to start putting his plan into action.

What do you think Harry has up his sleeve?

Let me know your thoughts!

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atlafan · 4 years

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My Everything - Part One

A Take it Slow Sequel

What happens with Harry and Y/N after he proposes? How will the two navigate the engaged life while also continuing to juggle their jobs, friends, and families? Let’s find out.

Warnings: Fluff and Smut.

a/n: I only proofread like half of this so keep that in mind.

Masterpost

“I love you so much, Y/N. Can we have this adventure forever? Will you marry me?”

Harry was down on one knee in front of you, holding up the ring he had gotten for you. You both had tears running down your cheeks. Happy tears of course. You beam at him and try to get the words out.

“Oh, Harry.” You squeeze the hand of his you’ve been holding the entire time. “Yes, yes of course I’ll marry you!”

He smiles big at you and slips the ring on your finger. He stands up, wraps his arms around your waist and swings you around. He sets you down, dips you, and kisses you. Your hands lace through his hair and you kiss him back. He sets you back straight and rests his forehead against yours.

“I love you so much, Harry.”

“I love you too, thank you for sayin’ yes.” You can’t help but laugh.

“Did you think I’d say no?”

“No…but I nearly wet myself anyway.” He hooks his arm around your waist. “Alright, Nan, come on out.”

Your face lights up even more when you see your Nannie and Buster come out from behind one of the trees. Louis comes out as well, and your jaw drops.

“You didn’t think I wouldn’t have this documented did you?”

“I…I’m so overwhelmed.” You give Louis a big hug.

“Filmed it and took pictures.” He gives Harry a hug as you hug your grandmother.

“You knew about all this?” You ask her as she helps wipe your tears away.

“Of course I did. When he called me and told me he wanted to marry you, and ask you here, he told me he wanted me here too. We were trying to figure out the best weekend to do it, and when I realized when the New Year was, I knew that would be the perfect excuse for me to come up here.” She takes yours hand and looks at the ring. “Jesus, this is just gorgeous, well done.” She says to Harry.

“Thanks for all your help.” He gives her a hug.

“I can’t wait to tell everyone tomorrow.”

“You’re not gonna call everyone yeh know? El did that like two seconds after she said yes.” Louis laughs.

“No, I just wanna enjoy the moment.” You walk around the playground. “I can’t get over these lights.”

“Someone’ll come take ‘em down too.” Harry says.

“Let me take some more pictures, yeah?”

You stand with Harry so Louis can take some shouts. He takes a close up of your hand over his to really showcase the ring. You take one of you and your grandmother, and one of the three of you. Lastly, you take some with you, Harry, and Buster.

“Alright, what do you kids say to some ice cream?” Nannie asks.

“I think that’s a great idea.” You hold Harry’s hand as you walk.

The four of you enjoy an ice cream. Louis drives your grandmother back so Harry can ride in your car with you. He of course insisted to drive.

“Where’s El and the baby?”

“Oh, they’re both home. Lou drove in today for this. He’s gonna spend the night at Niall’s and then drive back early tomorrow. Niall knew about all this by the way. I only told a couple of people. And I had a drink with your dad last night.”

“You did?!”

“Yeah.” He puts his hand on your thigh. “This is a really pretty dress, don’t think I’ve ever seen you wear it before.”

“Thanks, babe.” You put your hand over his. “What did my dad say?”

“He’s excited for you to send him a picture of you wearin’ the ring.”

“Wow, I’ll send him a picture tomorrow then.” You look down at it. “Where did you even get this?”

“I designed it online from that store in London we both like. Picked it up this summer.”

“You’ve had this since July?!”

“Mhm.”

“Where were you hiding it?!”

“At work.”

“And your mum and sister know?”

“I need to call the both of them to let them know I finally asked, but Gem was with me when I picked it up. They’ve known.”

“I can’t believe how much you planned this out…I feel so special.”

“Well, you are special, Y/N.”

“God, you’re gonna make me cry again.” You gasp. “Is that why you insisted she and I get our nails painted? For the pictures?”

“I didn’t know how much you’d care, but I-“ You lean across and kiss his cheek.

“You really thought of everything, thank you. I can’t wait to watch the video later. I want that right away.”

“Lou’s gonna come in and load everything onto my computer, don’t worry.”

You wrap your arms around his and lean your head on his shoulder for the rest of the drive.

“I can’t believe we’re engaged. You’re my fiancé, Harry.”

“And you’re mine. Oh! I almost forgot, I got the ring engraved, take a look.”

You slip it off and squint at it.

“My everything…oh my god, Harry.” You sniffle as you slip it back on. “That’s so sweet.” He kisses your hand.

“Glad you like it, darlin’.”

“I love it.”

Louis loads the video and pictures onto Harry’s laptop. You couldn’t stop watching the moment. It kept bringing tears to your eyes. You were so thankful you’d always have this moment to look back on. You give Louis a hug before he heads across the street to Niall’s.

“If you kids wanna go see Niall, don’t feel like you need to babysit me.” Nannie says.

“He’ll be over tomorrow. All our friends are coming over for dinner. It’s weird, but I don’t really wanna celebrate with anyone just yet. I wanna keep this moment ours a little longer.”

Nannie gives you both a hug and kiss goodnight. You were pretty tired too, and you also just wanted to cuddle alone with Harry.

“Wanna get into bed?” You ask him.

“Yeah.”

You both say goodnight to Buster and go into the bedroom. You both go into the bathroom, you close the door and turn the fan on. You lean back against the door and look at him.

“What?”

“I…I need your dick in my mouth.” Both of Harry’s eyebrows shoot up.

“Babe, your Nan-“

“For five minutes, just forget she’s here. I need to suck on it.” He can feel his cock twitch. “You look so handsome, and I just wanna feel close to you right now, physically. So can I?”

“Yes.”

“Can you sit up on the counter so I don’t have to get on my knees?”

Harry smirks and sits up on the sink counter. You stride over to him and stand between his legs.

“You know I love these pants on you.”

“Mhm, that’s why I wore ‘em.”

He cups your cheeks in his hands and kisses you. You press your hands on his thighs as you lean into the kiss. He sucks your bottom lip between his teeth and you moan softly. You start to unbuckle his belt and undo his zipper. You reach into his pants and palm him through his boxers. You groan when you feel how hard he already is. You take it out and lick your lips. You grip him with your left hand and smile.

“Looks pretty, doesn’t it?” You look up at him smirking.

“You’re gonna get it all dirty.” The tone of concern doesn’t match the grin on his face.

“I’ll be real careful.”

You spit into your right hand and use that to pump him up and down as your left hand dips further into his boxers to cup his balls. You dip your head down and suckle on his tip as you continue to work his shaft. His head rolls back as you sinker further down on him. You place both your hands flat on his upper thighs and you squeeze gently. One of his hands goes to the back of your neck as he thrusts into you a little. You gag on him for a moment, but it passes. You swallow around him and he groans. Your left hand drags up his torso and finds itself at the base of his throat. You rub your thumb over his Adam’s apple, and then you get a good grip on him. You look up at him quick to make sure it’s okay, and he looks down at you. The look in his hooded eyes tells you it’s all good, and you go back to giving him an absolutely sloppy blowjob. But you knew he liked it like this. What was sexy about a clean blowjob?

You had spit dripping down your chin, but you didn’t care. All you could focus on was the way Harry’s cock was twitching in your mouth. Your grip on his throat had to be sending him with the way he was fucking into your throat. You try to bob up and down on him with the same rhythm. In a swift motion he grabs you by the back of your dress and yanks you off of him.

“Hey.” You whine. “I wasn’t done.” He grabs your hand and take it off his throat.

“Yeah, and neither am I.” He hops of the counter, and lets his pants drop the rest of the way. He steps out of them. “I’d like to-“

“I got my period this morning.” You pout. “You can come on my-“

“I don’t really give a fuck about your period, Y/N. I’ll put the towel on the floor for us to stand over.”

“Please, it’s gonna be so gross, and-“

“I’d really like to fuck my fiancé.” He caresses your cheek. “Can I please do that?”

“Okay, but I’m lighting a candle, and you need to leave the bathroom for a second so I can…clean myself up.”

“Fine.”

He waits outside the door until you’re ready. Your panties were off but your dress was still on. Your legs were clamped to together. You put the towel on the floor like he said. He grips your hips and turns you around.

“Please use the condom.” He sees the foil packet on the sink counter. He rolls his eyes and grabs it. “Thank you.”

“Mhm.” He mumbles while he rolls it on.

He lifts your dress and bunches it around your hips. He slides into you easily, just like he thought he would. He looks in the mirror and sees your face all scrunched up.

“Is it that uncomfortable for you? I can’t do this if you’re not going to enjoy it.”

“No, I just don’t like looking at myself in the mirror…and it’s a little gross.” You open your eyes to look at him through his reflection. “How do you not think this is gross?”

“Just feels like you’re really wet, that’s all.” He says into your ear.

“Jesus.” You take a deep breath. “I’m good, go ahead, I want you to.”

“Are you sure, we don’t have to…”

“No, I really do want to. I wanna fuck my fiancé too.” You smile reassuringly.

He sighs happily and starts to move. Your head rolls back against his shoulder. It did feel really good, and you really did want it. You wanted him the second you saw him standing there at the playground. He rocks in and out of you and you try really hard not to make a lot of noise. You look down at the beautiful ring on your finger, and you’re still amazed he got your style down to a T. You were really engaged, someone genuinely wanted to marry you. You hook your arm up behind him to grip at his hair. He peppers kisses on your jaw and neck. He was close already, you could tell. He reaches one of his hands around to rub your clit, but you swat it away.

“No, that’s too gross.”

“So, I’ll wash my hands after. Lemme rub that litte-“

“Okay, okay, go ahead.”

Your face is completely flushed, and you whimper when he starts to rub circles on you.

“Fuck.” You groan.

“Like that, babe?”

“Yes, shit, Harry.”

You weren’t going to last much longer yourself. He spills into the condom just as you’re getting your release. You both stay there for a moment before he pulls out.

“Barely anything on here, you had nothin’ to worry about.” He throws the condom away and kisses you quick before washing his hands.

“Still yucky.” You sit on the toilet and clean yourself up.

You grab a pad and some underwear. Harry leaves to give you some privacy. You get into bed with him and sigh.

“I don’t wanna take it off, but I’m afraid it’ll get lost while I’m sleeping.”

“I could get you a little ring dish like how I have for mine, then you’d have a nice, safe spot for it.”

“You know, I think I have one of those packed away somewhere. I can look for it tomorrow.” You reluctantly take the ring off and set it on your night table. “I love you.” You kiss him and settle on your side.

“I love you too.” He turns over and you slot a leg between his so you can spoon him properly. You hear him laughing to himself.

“What is it?”

“Nothin’, I’m just excited. We’re engaged.” He looks at you over his shoulder and you smile at him.

“Yeah, we are.”

The next morning you get up and take a shower with Harry. You put your ring back on the second you got up. You both admired it as you stood there in the water.

“It really is beautiful, Harry.”

“I saw you lookin’ at a similar style when we first went to that store together. Noticed on the other few rings you have that you prefer a thicker band too.”

“Why the three diamonds? I feel sorta bad, this must’ve been really expensive.”

“The one diamond just looked weird to me. Plus…it’s like our little family, you, me, and Buster.”

“Oh, Harry.” You turn to face him and wrap your around his neck. “You always think of every little detail.” He puckers his lips and you happily kiss him.

After another few minutes you both get out. He leaves you to dry your hair, and so he can take Buster out. Your grandmother was sitting in the kitchen, sipping on some coffee. Harry made sure to have his joggers and a t-shirt on this time.

“Buster.” Harry whistles to him, and sets some food in his bowl. Then he goes to make his own coffee. “Sleep well, Nan?”

“Yes, dear, thank you.” She smiles. “Ahem.”

“Oh!” He walks over to her and gives her a good morning kiss.

“Don’t worry, you’ll catch on soon.” She laughs. “Where’s Y/N?”

“She’s just blow drying her hair. I’m gonna take him out in a minute, just wanted to let him eat.” She hums her response. She watches as Harry sips on his coffee.

“My granddaughter made us all breakfast and coffee yesterday.”

“Yeah, she does it every day f’me, it’s really nice.”

“So…”

“So?”

“So, don’t you think it would be nice for her to come out to some coffee before you take that little prince out for a walk?”

Both of his eyebrows raise. He was ready to give her some smart remark, like how you both take turns making coffee, or that there are plenty of other things he does for you, but he decides against it. Instead he just grabs your favorite mug, favorite coffee, and presses the K-cup into the machine for it to brew.

“Good boy.” She smiles.

He shakes his head and whistles to Buster to follow him out. You come into the kitchen shortly after and smile when you see your coffee made with your creamer already in it.

“Morning, Nannie.” You give her a kiss and sit down next to her with your coffee.

“Does he do that for you often?”

“Oh sure. We take turns a lot. I tend to cover breakfast more often though just because I get up earlier than he does. He makes dinner a lot of the time. He’s a really good cook.”

“Well that’s nice.” She looks down at your ring. “Even better in the daylight, huh? Look at the size of that thing.” She points to the middle diamond.

“I know, it’s a lot bigger than I was expecting. Like, it’s still modest, but it certainly isn’t tiny. Makes me a little uneasy knowing he probably spent a lot of money on it.”

“Don’t be uneasy, honey. You’re more than worth every penny. Besides, if he wants to spend his money on you, let him.”

“But I don’t want him thinking my affection can be bought.”

“I’m sure he knows that.”

“He’s always getting me jewelry and stuff. Like these earrings, and my watch.”

“Again, let him if he wants to. If it makes him happy to get you those things, let him be happy.”

“I suppose it makes sense, I love buying him stuff too. Like the pearls he wears? Got him those for his birthday, and he was so happy he cried. He never takes them off, same for the ring I got him.”

“Didn’t he get you that nice chain for the ring you wear too?”

“Mhm.” You twist it between your fingers. “He’s very thoughtful.”

You both finish up your coffees. Neither of you wanted to eat much with all the food you’d be having later. You preheat the oven, and get the brisket re-set up. Harry comes back with Buster.

“God, it smells so good in here. I can’t wait to eat that kugel later.” He kisses you on the cheek and peaks into the oven.

“A lot of stuff is warming up in there.”

Nannie is getting string beans together, cutting off the ends and throwing them into a pot.

“When’s everyone comin’?”

“A little later this afternoon.” He nods and looks at your grandmother.

“Want me to do that, Nan?”

“No, honey, I can do it thank you. Why don’t you set the folding table set up next to the dining table, and set up the folding chairs too.”

“Sure thing.”

He goes out and does so. He even puts the table cloths on so it looks nice. He comes into the kitchen.

“I just realized we don’t have, like, nice plates to put everything on.”

“It’s okay, we’re just going to use those sturdy paper ones we have so we can throw everything away later.”

“Besides, nice plates are things you can put on your wedding registry.” Nannie winks at the both of you.

“Good point.” He says and grabs all the paper plates out of the cabinet. “Do you want these like set on the table, or do you wanna leave all that in here like a buffet?”

“Let’s leave it like a buffet, but if you want you can stick the wine and the wine glasses on the table and the bread. Easy stuff like that.”

“Alright.”

You go out to the dining area and approve of how Harry put everything.

“Suppose I should get dressed.” You say to him.

“Same here.”

Harry follows you into the bedroom. You pick out a nice pair of capris to wear with a cute top. Harry decides on some loose fitting, but nice jeans, and a short-sleeve button up. The apartment smelled amazing, and you were happy with how everything looked. Nannie was sitting with Buster on the sofa and you loved being able to have her here with you.

There’s a knock on the door, you assume it’s Niall since he has a key to your place. Harry opens the door and sure enough, it’s Niall and Sarah.

“Shana tova!” Sarah says to you, and you say it back giving her a hug. “I brought over some extra challah.”

“Oh thank you so much! My Nannie’s over there.”

“Nannie!” Sarah squeals.

“Sometimes I forget that Sarah and Rachel are Jewish too.” Harry says to Niall.

“I know, technically Sarah’s only half, but her mom is the one that’s Jewish so they just went by her.”

“I’ve heard that’s how it goes.”

“Niall.” Your Nannie says with a smile. “It’s so good to see you.”

“You too.” He gives her a hug and a kiss.

“So, you snatched up this lovely young lady?”

“That’s right. Y/N introduced us almost a year ago.” He smiles at Sarah. “We just moved in together.”

“That’s great! How did you meet?”

“Um…we were having a girl’s night, and the boys came.” You explain. “Is Rach on her way?”

“Yeah, her and Mariah should be here soon.”

“When’s your family gettin’ here?” Niall asks.

“You know them, never on time.” You roll your eyes.

“They’d all be late to their own funerals.” Nannie says, making everyone laugh. “So, Rachel has a new girlfriend, that’s nice.”

“Yeah, it’s Harry’s friend and coworker, Mariah. She’s really nice.”

“Look you all, setting each other up with friends.”

Rachel and Mariah show up a few minutes later and greet everyone.

“Can I ask you somethin’?” Harry says to Rachel.

“Mhm, what’s up?”

“Remind me, you all met at an even for Jewish students on your campus?”

“So, Y/N and Kate met first because they were roommates freshmen year. Sarah and I both had random roommates. I met Y/N at a film club meeting, and then we all met Sarah at a Jewish students meeting. I think they put on an event for the new year. Then Y/N and Sarah roomed together sophomore year and I roomed with Kate because we couldn’t all get an apartment yet, and we wanted the chance to live with other people. Then obviously I went to California with Y/N, so Kate and Sarah lived together. Then our junior and senior year all four of us lived together. That’s how we met Seth too.”

“Seth’s Jewish?”

“Um…Seth is a very Jewish name.” Rachel laughs.

“So, Y/N could’ve ended up with a Jewish guy, and she chose not to?”

“Harry…it would be really fucking weird to date someone solely on the fact that you’ve both been chosen.”

“What?”

“Have you never heard that before? The Jewish people are the chosen people.” She chuckles. “Anyways, I thought you were over being jealous of Seth?”

“I was never jealous of him in the first place…I just still can’t believe she’s really choosing me over anyone else.”

“What do you mean by that?”

“Uhhhh.”

“Hey everybody, before my family gets here, I just wanted to share something with you, especially since you all were too oblivious to notice when you first walked in.” You smile and stick out your left hand.

The girls squeal and race over to hug you. Mariah gives Harry a hug. Niall hugs you next, and slap his shoulder.

“And you knew the entire time.”

“You did?!” Sarah slaps him too.

“Oi, I was sworn to secrecy! I’m really happy for you both.”

“Look at the size of this thing, Jesus, Harry.” Rachel says to him.

“I thought it was pretty modest.” He says.

“It’s perfect.” Sarah says. “Just beautiful.”

“How did it all go down?”

“Why don’t I show you? Louis filmed the whole thing and he took pictures. Harry, grab your laptop for me.”

He does so and you all sit on the sofa to watch.

“That’s why he stayed with us last night?” Sarah asks Niall.

“Well, yeah.”

“Sneaky.”

You all watch the video and the girls tear up, and so does Harry.

“That was so beautiful! Does your family know yet?” Sarah asks.

“Nope, you guys are the first people I’ve told. Once they all get here we’re going to announce it. Oh! Apparently my dad knows, so I should send him a picture of the ring. I need to text him Happy New Year anyways.” You take your phone and snap the shot to send him.

“What do you think they’ll say?” Rachel asks.

“I think they’ll be very happy for her.” Nannie says. “These two already have a good set up, it all just makes sense.”

“Do you think Erica’s gonna get annoyed?” Sarah asks.

“I really don’t care. She’s been with him for ten years, it’s not my fault they just got engaged a few months ago. They’ve set a date for next summer, so that’ll be when that happens for them. I’m really not too worried about it.”

“Lou and El’s wedding is gonna be next summer too. We’ll be busy.” Niall says.

You hear the buzzer for your door. Harry gets up to let your family in. Everyone sort of showed up at once. Your mom, Bridget, Erica, Kyle, Lily, Michael, your aunt and uncle, your great aunt and uncle, and your cousins with your kids. Everyone was really happy to see your Nannie.

“Excuse me, everyone!” You say as everyone gets settled after greetings. “Before we sit down to dinner we have an announcement to make. Last night, Harry asked me to marry him.” There were gasps all around. “And I said yes!” You hold your hand out so everyone can see, and there were tons of cheers and squeals and hugs and kisses. Your mother was in tears, happy ones.

You show them all pictures, wanting to keep the video a little more private. You could show your mom later. Everyone was really happy for all of you.

“This is amazing! Two of my daughters engaged in the same year.” Your mom says hugging you. “Please, don’t stress each other out.”

“I don’t know why you’re looking at me, she’s the crazy one.” You laugh.

Once everyone goes through the buffet line in the kitchen, you all sit down at the table. Your great uncle does the blessing over the wine and the bread, and you all dig in. You only took a little piece of brisket, not wanting to upset your stomach. It was just too good to pass up. Harry are the carrots and potatoes that were in the sauce. He at least wanted to try some of it, but there was no way he was going to eat the meat.

“Okay, Y/N, I want the full story.” Erica says. “How’d he do it?”

“Well…I don’t know exactly, I sort of just walked into the scene.” You giggle. “Harry, you tell everyone, you’re the mastermind.”

“Um.” He was just swallowing some food. “Well, at the beginning of the summer we went to Castle Island, and Y/N explained how special that place was to her as a kid. So I spoke with Niall about it a little more, and that’s where I knew it had to be done. And then I called Nan here to see if she could be here for it since we’d be going to the place that was most special to Y/N as a kid. She was the one that recommended we do it this weekend to use the holiday as a cover.” Everyone laughs. “It worked out great, you really had no idea.”

“Clueless.”

“So then I told her I had to work yesterday, but really I was off settin’ everything up. I put up all these lights, and I was actually able to rent out the playground.”

“That’s when I got suspicious that something was happening. I didn’t quite know what, but it was weird that no one was around on such a nice night. And Nannie was so slick, she had me keep walking while she took Buster to the bathroom with her. I’m getting closer to the playground, and I hear our song playing.”

“Which is what?” Your mom asks.

“You Make Me So Very Happy.” You both say the same time, and you both giggle.

“And there he was standing there, and he started his little speech, and then he got down on his knee and he asked me.” You beam at everyone.

“Wow, Harry, a lot of thought and planning really went into that.” Your uncle says.

“She’s always puttin’ so much thought and planning into everything else, thought I’d give it a go.”

“And that ring, my god.” Sarah says. “Sorry, I’m not over it. Did you see it in a shop and just know?”

“There’s a jewelry store in London we went to back in December, and I noticed the styles she was lookin’ at. So I worked with a jeweler online to design it.”

“He’s had it since July!” You say. “Can you believe that? Keeping such a secret from me for so long, and Nannie too! Because when we went away for my birthday, part of my present was him flying her up here.”

“Pretty much made it so she couldn’t say no.” Niall jokes.

After dinner, you get most of the table cleared for all of the different desserts people brought. You were full to the brim. Everyone was having such a wonderful time, it was nice to have your entire family over. You also felt even more comfortable having all your friends there.

Eventually everyone leaves, and you’re able to just lounge on the sofa with Harry and Nannie.

“You did great honey, good hosting.”

“Thanks, Nannie.” You look at Harry. “Well, should we update our Facebook statuses?”

“Think it’s about that time. You’re not gonna post the video are you?”

“No, just some of the pictures.”

“Okay.” He kisses the top of your head and you both update your Facebooks.

“Holy shit!”

“What?”

“It’s blowing up!”

“Already?”

“Yeah! Look.”

You show Harry you’re phone. You get tons of likes and comments. Harry was getting them too. His phone starts to go off.

“What the…why is she awake?”

“My sister, excuse me.” Harry stands up to take the call. He goes down the hall to your bedroom.

“Lot of people happy for you on there?” Nannie asks.

“Yeah!” Your phone starts to go off. “Oh my god.”

“What is it?”

“Kate’s calling me…” You sigh. You really didn’t want to answer, but you didn’t want to be rude. “Hello?”

“Hi Y/N…I didn’t want to just send a text…congratulations! You’re engaged, that’s so exciting!”

“Oh, thanks! Yeah, he asked me yesterday.”

“I’m really happy for you…” There’s an awkward pause between the two of you. “How’s everything else going? You never texted me back after I wished you a happy birthday…”

“I know.” You sigh. “I’m sorry about that, I was busy all weekend.”

“So I saw.”

“Things are good, Kate.”

“Things are good with me…I finished school, and I moved-“

“Kate, I appreciate you calling to congratulate me, but…you’re not my friend anymore…you’re not in my life.”

“I thought at some point we would try to be friends again…”

“Just in time for you to be a part of my wedding? Yeah, right. You were such a bridezilla yourself, I don’t need that kind of energy around me. Also, you slapped me, there’s really no coming back from that.”

“I understand, I guess I was just hoping you’d change your mind.”

“Not this time.”

“Sarah and Rachel still won’t talk to me.”

“I never told them not to, I hope you know that. Maybe they just saw your true colors and-“

“You got caught up in my shit, and I took it out on you.”

“By slapping me.”

“As if you hadn’t lunged at me a second before.”

“But I didn’t actually do…you know what? This is pointless. Thank you for congratulating me.”

“You’re welcome.”

“Bye.”

“Bye.” You groan as you hang up. Your phone goes off again.

“Just ignore it honey, it’s getting late.”

“It’s my friend Seth.” You swipe to answer the phone. “Hey.”

“Hey! Congratulations! I’m so excited for you guys, also Happy New Year.”

“Happy New Year.” You giggle. “And thanks.”

“You sound tired.”

“I’m exhausted.”

“Why?”

“Kate just called me.”

“Ew.”

“I know!” You stand up just as Harry’s coming back. He sits down where you were.

“Is your sister alright?”

“Yeah, she just got mad because I never sent them the photos so she was like oh my god it was gorgeous, you know? Who’s she talkin’ to?”

“That nasty girl Kate just called, and now she’s talking to someone named Seth.” She shrugs.

“Ah.”

“Wait so what did she say to you?” Seth asks.

“She called to say congrats and then turned it into something about us being friends again…I do feel bad that her three best friends stopped talking to her, but I’ve been so much better without her.”

“She changed for the worse, Y/N, she’s not worth it.”

“I know.” You sigh.

“So, you pick a date yet?” He laughs.

“Ha! Good one. We haven’t exactly had a chance to talk about it. I have no idea how soon you’re supposed to planning all of this stuff.”

“I think you have to find a place you like and see what dates they have available, and then work backwards.”

“Makes sense. How are things with Isaac?”

“They’re still going well.”

“Did he come with you to family dinner?”

“No, I didn’t ask him. It’s a little soon to be bringing him around, you know?”

“Do your parents know you’re seeing him?”

“Oh, sure. I’ll take him to meet them at some point, I just didn’t think an even with my entire family was a good time.”

“Yeah, I get that. Although, the majority of my family met Harry at Thanksgiving.”

“It’s different for me, Y/N. My family is supportive, but it’s still hard to bring a guy around. It’ll be easier in small groups. Isaac hasn’t exactly jumped to have me meet his family either.”

“Right.” You knew Isaac was estranged from his family, but it wasn’t your place to tell Seth that.

“Well, I’ll let you get back to your fiancé, I just wanted to say I’m really happy for you.”

“Thanks, Seth.”

You hang your phone up and just turn it off. You appreciated people texting and calling, but you were too tired to respond to anything else.

“I think I’m ready for bed.” You say to them both. “Nannie, we need to be at the airport by 11AM tomorrow.”

“Alright sweetheart.” She yawns and gets up. “Think I’m ready for bed too. Goodnight, precious girl.” She kisses you and Harry and head into the guest room.

“I’m just gonna bring Buster out quick and then I’ll come to bed, babe.” Harry says to you and you nod.

You do your nightly routine and crawl into bed. Harry comes in shortly after and gets into bed with you. You snuggle up close with him and he throws his arm around you.

“How’s my fiancé?” He asks.

“Amazing, how’s mine?”

“Wonderful.”

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2glassesofchianti · 3 years

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Cleaning out my old laptop and I found this gem from about 10 years ago. It mostly still holds up.

32 Things You Learn Growing Up

1. I think part of a best friend’s job should be to immediately clear your computer history if you die.

2. Nothing sucks more than the moment during an argument when you realize you’re wrong.

3. I totally take back all those times I didn’t want to nap when I was younger.

4. There is a great need for a sarcasm font.

5. How are you supposed to fold a fitted sheet?

6. Was learning cursive really necessary?

7. MapQuest really needs to start their directions on #5. I’m pretty sure I know how to get out of my neighborhood.

8. Obituaries would be a lot more interesting if they told you how the person died.

9. I can’t remember the last time I wasn’t at least kind of tired.

10. Bad decisions make good stories.

11. You never know when it will strike, but there comes a moment at work when you know that you just aren’t going to do anything productive for the rest of the day.

12. Can we all just agree to ignore whatever comes after Blu-Ray? I don’t want to have to restart my collection . . . again.

13. I’m always slightly terrified when I exit out of Word and it asks me if I want to save any changes to my ten page technical report that I swear I did not make any changes to.

14. “Do not machine wash or tumble dry” means I will never wash this – ever.

15. I hate when I just miss a call by the last ring (Hello? Hello? *** it), but when I immediately call back, it rings 9 times and goes to voicemail. What did you do after I didn’t answer? Drop the phone and run away?

16. I hate leaving my house confident and good and then not seeing anyone of importance the entire day. What a waste.

17. I keep some people’s phone numbers in my phone just so I know not to answer when they call.

18. I think the freezer deserves a light as well.

19. I disagree with Kay Jewelers. I would bet on any given Friday or Saturday night more kisses begin with Miller Light than Kay.

20. I wish Google Maps had an “Avoid Ghetto” routing option.

21. Sometimes, I’ll watch a movie that I watched when I was younger and suddenly realize I had no idea what the heck was going on when I first saw it.

22. I would rather try to carry 10 overloaded plastic bags in each hand than take 2 trips to bring my groceries in.

23. The only time I look forward to a red light is when I’m trying to finish a text.

24. I have a hard time deciphering the fine line between boredom and hunger.

25. How many times is it appropriate to say “What?” before you just nod and smile because you still didn’t hear or understand a word they said?

26. I love the sense of camaraderie when an entire line of cars team up to prevent a jerk from cutting in at the front. Stay strong brothers and sisters!

27. Shirts get dirty. Underwear gets dirty. Pants? Pants never get dirty and you can wear them forever.

28. Is it just me or do high school kids get dumber & dumber every year?

29. There’s no worse feeling than that millisecond you’re sure you are going to die after leaning your chair back a little too far.

30. As a driver I hate pedestrians, and as a pedestrian I hate drivers, but no matter what the mode of transportation, I always hate bicyclists.

31. Sometimes I’ll look down at my watch 3 consecutive times and still not know what time it is.

32. Even under ideal conditions people have trouble locating their car keys in a pocket, finding their cell phone, and Pinning the Tail on the Donkey, but I’d bet my *** everyone can find and push the snooze button from 3 feet away, in about 1.7 seconds, eyes closed, first time, every time!

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holidaywishes · 4 years

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All Roads Lead To You II

Part 2: It’s All About the Deception, Baby

Summary of series: JJ took a job at the old Samson Estate -- mostly mowing lawns, cleaning Mr. Samson’s yacht and serving at his dinner parties -- for the sole purpose of distracting himself from the fact that he seemed to be the only one left from the crew. Sarah and John B. were still “lost at sea” after almost a year and Pope and Kie were... well, they were becoming Pope and Kie, so he needed something to occupy his time. When a new girl comes to town, JJ thinks it’s the perfect way to let off some steam but it may be more difficult than he anticipated.

Summary of chapter: Alexis and Addy set up a camping trip for her birthday, while Alexis begins her plan to deceive her cousin.

Warning: hmm sarcasm?

Author’s Note: I'm gonna be honest, I had a completely different note written for this chapter that was like ‘I’ll get to this last because i’ve got this fic and that fic and those fics already started’ but with the announcement of the second season, I’m all excited. I can’t guarantee how many chapters I’ll put out or when they’ll go up but for those of you who are reading it, I hope it’s something you’ll enjoy! I know this one is pretty short but hopefully, I’ll have another one out early next week!

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JJ’s P.O.V

“So how do we do this?” you asked Alexis as the two of you crept around the corner to see where her cousin was

“Well, I have two thoughts.” she said, “first, we just walk past her talking about... surf stuff”

“Sounds real convincing,” you chided, “what else you got?”

“Do you have your board with you?”

“Did I bring my surf board to work? Here? At the Estate? In Figure 8?”

“Yes, JJ, that is what I’m asking you,” she sighed, rolling her eyes at your questions, “what is with all the questions?”

“No I don’t have my board, why would I bring it here?”

“I don’t know!” she said, biting her words when Mr. Samson found the two of you hiding behind the wall

“JJ!” he exclaimed, “you’re still here. How come you haven’t gone home yet?”

“I’m actually just here to grab Alexis, Sir” you corrected

“Oh” he said, looking the two of you up and down

“We’re just heading down to the Cut to grab JJ’s surf board. For our lesson...” Alexis exclaimed and you frantically shook your head until you noticed her nod to her cousin who was coming down the hall

“The Cut?” she said from a distance, “what’s that? A bar?” You laughed at her statement

“Aww, sweetie,” Alexis laughed, “you really haven’t been here in forever, have you?” Addy shook her head in confusion

“The Cut is the south side of the island” Mr. Samson added

“It’s the uhm.. the poor side of the island” you said, a little snidely to Alexis’ cousin, who picked up on it right away

“Alright,” she replied, looking past so she could talk to Alexis, “have fun with that then.”

“You don’t wanna come?” Alexis asked nervously, “to watch how my lessons are going?” You nudged her arm as Adelaide walked away, opening your eyes widely at her as if to say ‘you have no idea how to surf!’

“Maybe another time,” she said as she continued to walk through the house, turning sharply around when she reached the staircase, “I’ve got to plan your birthday party...” She smiled as she mocked Alexis from where she stood, bouncing her ponytail back and forth before heading upstairs, you assumed, to her room.

“What if she had said she wanted to come?” you snarled, raising your eyebrows at her until she spoke

“I had to make it as believable as possible, didn’t I?” Alexis said, eyes wide as she stared at you, both of you smiling at Mr. Samson before you took Alexis by the arm and made your way outside.

“Did you know she was going to say no?” you asked her, in a hushed yell, dropping her arm from your grip

“Kind of...” she replied, her eyes looking anywhere but at you

“Alexis, this is your plan. I’m here to help even though I’m not getting anything out of it...” you scoffed

“Look I know my cousin,” she said, “Addy is sweet, too sweet to say that she thinks I’d be a terrible surfer. Too sweet to say that she wouldn’t want to watch me fail. So there was a 99% chance that she wasn’t going to come with us.”

“And what about the 1%?” you asked

“We would’ve had to come up with something really fast...” she admitted and you scoffed, “you’re going to have to get a lot better at this. I think my Uncle thinks we’re dating now...”

“WHAT?!” you said, unintentionally raising your voice, “why would he think that?”

“Because he also knows I don’t surf. So, why would I get a Pogue to teach me when we have access to the best?”

“Because they’re not the best.”

“But that’s not what he thinks. He’s probably in there right now thinking ‘why is my niece slumming it with my employee?’” you thought about what she said for a minute before finally replying

“You could do a lot worse than me”

“Is this going to be part of the deception then?” she scoffed, “pretend like we’re dating?”

“Maybe. It would make a lot more sense why we’d wanna be alone, wouldn’t it?”

“There’s no way.” She laughed, walking away before you stopped her

“Why not? I told you. I’m great at keeping secrets. It’s all about the deception, baby.” She raised an eyebrow at you until you countered her with both of yours and she sighed

“There’s no way because you’re going to fall for her. You already have.”

“What? No I haven’t. I don’t fall for people” you tried

“Fine. You wanna pretend to date? We’ll pretend. But if we get caught because you catch feelings? I’ll have to say I told you so.”

Addy’s P.O.V.

You combed over as many web searches as you could about what to do on the island, with the majority being surfing or taking a ferry to Chapel Hill, and nothing sounded exciting enough for a party.

“Whatcha got?” your mom asked as she came into your room and peered over your shoulder, looking at your laptop, “this is for Lexi’s birthday right?”

“Right” you added

“I thought they were doing something on the Yacht?”

“Mom.. we can’t have a party on a Yacht.”

“Why not? You all can fall asleep, play your music as loud as you want..”

“Okay.. we don’t want to have a party on a Yacht”

“But Lexi’s parents want to be there to celebrate her 18th”

“Can’t they just... like take her to dinner or something?” you chided

“They could. But they want to do more. Like take her out on the Yacht...” she replied, kissing your temple before leaving you alone with your plans

“Fine,” you said to yourself, “we’ll just have to find a way to do both.” You tried to find hidden gems on the island online but knew that the best way to find the best spots was to ask the locals. So you made your way down to the dock’s to see if anyone had any ideas

“What are you planning?” a dark haired man with a surprisingly unkempt beard asked you

“My cousin’s 18th birthday. Alexis Carter, she just lives..”

“Up the hill, yeah we know the Carter’s. I’m Ward. Cameron.”

“Nice to meet you, Mr. Cameron, I’m Addy”

“If you’re Alexis’ cousin, does that make you Ben’s daughter?”

“It does!” you exclaimed, “you know my dad?”

“Sweetheart, everyone knows your daddy,” he mocked and you furrowed your brow, “the Samson’s are legends are the island. You don’t know your history?”

“I haven’t been here since I was a kid. So, no, I didn’t really learn my history...” you replied, lying enough to get him to move past it, “which is also why I’m asking the locals what’s the best spot on the island.”

“I can help with that!” A voice came up from behind you making you whip your head to see the face that matched, “but only if I get to tag along.” The boy laughed, almost maniacally

“Addy!” Mr. Cameron exclaimed, “this is my son, Rafe. Rafe, this is Addy. She’s Ben Samson’s daughter.” You smiled uncomfortably at the interaction happening in front of you

“Yeah, hi,” you muttered, “it’s nice to meet you. Both. But I should really be going.. got a lot to plan...” You turned to walk away but Rafe caught up with you quickly

“Let me help” he said, standing in your way so you couldn’t walk away just yet

“I’m just looking for a good place on the island to camp. That’s easily accessible but also away from... prying eyes?” you sighed at your own choice of words.

“I know the perfect spot. It’s an old deserted piece of land about 4 miles west of here. No one goes there. It’s not even on the map.” He licked his lips as he told you about the island and how to get there, sending shivers down your spine as he did so

“Thank you, Rafe,” you said politely, “this is wonderful. I’ll see you.. around”

“Do I not get an invite?” he asked, offended by you brushing him off

“I don’t know if you even know my cousin. It’s her birthday... I’d have to check it with her...”

“Who’s your cousin?”

“Alexis Carter!” His father yelled from down the dock, clearly listening in on the entire conversation

“I know Alexis. Great girl. I can call her, tell her I heard from a little birdy that she’s having a party.” He smiled at you and you sighed, just wanting to leave the dock and go back to your room, away from Rafe and Ward Cameron

“Okay..” you said softly, “you can come. I’m sure she’ll be happy to see you. We’re meeting here so her parents can give her their own birthday party on their Yacht tomorrow night. And then... we’ll go to this island..”

“Sounds great!” He exclaimed and you turned sharply making your way back as quickly as you could, ramming into someone on your way

“I’m so sorry!” you exclaimed, kneeling down to help them pick up what had fallen

“That’s alright,” the voice said, “I can get all that, you don’t have to worry.” You looked up to see who was speaking and you recognized the face but couldn’t place him

“I really should’ve been watching where I was going..” you smiled as you stood up

“Addy?” he said and you nodded hesitantly, “Adelaide Samson! Alexis told me you were in town but I didn’t expect to see you until her birthday! How are you?” You smiled, scrambling to match his face to a name from your childhood

“I’m good! How are you?!” you replied

“You don’t remember me do you?” he laughed when you shook your head

“I’m sorry. You look familiar but I don’t know if I could remember anyone’s name”

“It’s Brody!” he exclaimed

“Brody! Hi! Of course, it’s you!” you laughed, finally going in for a hug, “what have you been up to? Golfing, Fishing or Surfing?”

“How about all three?”

“Such a relaxed life you live here, isn’t it?”

“Compared to New York? Yeah, I suppose it’s a lot slower here. How do you like it?”

“Uhh.. I mean, the sun is nice. Though I should probably put on another layer of sunscreen,” you laughed, “but I think I’m starting to miss my city.”

“Aww” he cooed sarcastically and you punched his shoulder

“I should get back home though,” you added, “it was good to see you though. Are you coming to Lexi’s birthday this weekend? Tomorrow, I guess.”

“Yes. I was told to reserve the whole weekend for it so.. it better be good?” he said, as if it were a question

“It’ll be fun, I hope. I’m planning it but I don’t have a lot to work with. So it’s gonna be a Yacht, an abandoned island, and probably some beer.”

“Sounds perfect. I should get back to.. this,” he said, nodding to his parent’s boat and the boxes he’d dropped, “but I’ll see you later.”

“See you around!” you said, waving goodbye before continuing your walk off the dock; looking back quickly when you felt eyes on you and saw Rafe’s intense stare.

“Hello?” you yelled, checking if anyone was home, “is anyone here? Hellooooo?” It was strange to you that no one was there, because someone was always there, but you made your way into the kitchen to grab yourself a snack, sitting on the counter while you ate cereal out of the container

“Hello?” JJ’s voice chimed in from the door frame

“So someone is here” you smirked

“Guess so...”

“I thought you were teaching Lexi how to surf?”

“Yeah.. we uh... had to call it for today. No good waves” he said and you nodded your head, squinting your eyes with a smile

“I see..” you replied

“What are you doing in here?”

“Getting a snack..?” you questioned, gesturing to the cereal you’d been eating

“I thought you’d be busy planning Lex’s birthday” he added

“That’s done. It’s all planned,” you said confidently, “there really wasn’t much to plan, you know, because there’s not a lot going on here.”

“I think you’d be surprised what goes on here”

“Oh yeah?” you countered, chewing the cereal as he nodded

“Yeah,” he said, gesturing to the seat beside you as if to ask if he could sit down and you nodded, “there’ve been ship wrecks and sunken treasure...”

“So.. you’re telling me, that aside from Surfing and Fishing and Golfing, there’s also Treasure Hunts on this island?” You smiled at his addition

“When you say it like that it sounds kind of lame but trust me, it gets pretty intense”

“I’m sorry. I think it sounds exciting. Don’t get me wrong, I’m always up for an adventure,” you giggled, swinging your legs to rest on one of the stools in front of you, “I just don’t think Alexis wants to go rummaging through dirt and grime and trying to scuba dive on her 18th birthday.”

“Why do you say that?” he smiled

“Have you met my cousin? She didn’t even want to come to New York for her birthday. She came up with all these excuses about her friends being too stubborn or.. wanting to surf. She isn’t really looking for an ‘intense’ birthday. She just wants something more than a Yacht party...”

“I’d kill for a Yacht party” he said, looking up into space

“That just proves you’ve never had one,” you giggled, “trust me. Once you have one, you’ll realize how truly overindulgent and pointless they are.”

“Once I have one?” he scoffed, “yeah not gonna happen for me...”

“Don’t be so sure. You work for my Dad right?” you asked, making JJ tilt his head at you and furrow his brows

“I do...” he replied

“Then you’ll get to go on the Yacht this weekend”

“Oh,” you sighed, “yeah, to work.”

“Yeah, sure, to start. But you’re Lexi’s friend, her surf instructor. Which means she’ll want you to take part in the party.” You said

“I don’t..”

“Plus, it’s not my dad’s Yacht. Lexi’s parents want to take us on their Yacht, so they will bend to her whim the entire night. Whatever she asks for, I can almost guarantee, they’ll give her.”

“How can you be so sure?”

“Because I know my cousin.” You said, pushing aside the container when you heard him scoff, “which is how I know you’re not teaching her how to surf.”

“What? Of course I am..” he replied, his eyes pacing the counter trying to come up with something to say

“You are? Oh okay.. alright, but there’s gotta be something more doesn’t it?”

“Why?”

“Because” you scoffed, “our families are what you’d call, Old Money. That’s why this house has so many tunnels and secret passageways. It’s been around forever, passed down through generations. The servants and house staff over the years had to deal with a lot of different personalities. Some were nice. Some were extremely difficult. So, to get to each room quicker they built the passageways.”

“Mhm..” he hummed, confused at what you were saying

“Alexis’ family too. They’re place isn’t quite as old, or so the stories go, but it’s still been part of the Carter family forever.”

“Okay.. so, you’re both super rich. I get it.” He rolled his eyes at your statement and you laughed

“That’s not what I was getting at”

“So what is it then?”

“There’s no way Lexi’s parents wouldn’t hire the best of the best. There’s no way her Dad, the most uptight man I’ve ever met, would let his little princess run around with someone from ‘the wrong side of the tracks’”

“They hired me because I am the best”

“No, no. When I say the best of the best, I mean professional,” you laughed, jumping down from the counter, “like Gold Medalist level. They can afford it and if it was something she said wanted, they’d make sure she had it.”

“She’s keeping it a secret... until she can get a bit better. So she can convince her parents that it’s an investment” he replied and even though you knew he was lying, you wanted to see how far he would take it

“Hmm,” you started, “I guess that makes sense. Well.. I’d like to see what you’ve done with her.”

“Huh?”

“Yeah, you should come along to the island when the Elders drop us off,” you laughed, walking past him to leave the kitchen, “and bring your board so I can see how good she’s getting!”

“I uh--”

“I’ll see you tomorrow night, JJ” you said before finally leaving the room

“Shit” you heard JJ whisper to himself when you were still within hearing distance and you smiled to yourself; knowing that you’d now had it confirmed.

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lady-divine-writes · 4 years

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Poetry

Summary: Crowley wants to write a poem for his husband for Valentine’s Day. But after ruining several pages in his notebook, and with Anathema’s help, he discovers that, when speaking from the heart, poetry is not necessarily required.

Notes: Written for the @ineffable-valentines’s prompt poetry.

(AO3)

“House? No, no, that doesn’t work. Mouse? *grumble … grumble … grumble* That sounds stupid! Louse? Oh yeah, helluv romantic blood eating parasites are …” Crowley attacks the page he’s writing on with his eraser till his pencil nearly wears through. “Shit!” he mumbles when he tries writing over the spot and his pencil lead breaks. “Stupid cheap …!”

Anathema, sitting across from him at the tea table in Aziraphale’s back room, watches Crowley do battle with his notebook, amused and sympathetic … but mostly amused.

“May I ask a question?” she interrupts.

“Wat?” he snaps.

“Why poetry?”

“Well, book girl, it’s come to my attention that I give Aziraphale presents I think he would like instead of things he actually enjoys,” he explains, glaring at Anathema since that particular lecture came from her after seeing Aziraphale’s prized collection of iPads, laptops, cell phones, and eReaders, mint in their boxes, unopened and untouched. Aziraphale told her he treasures them because they’re gifts from Crowley, but that he’d prefer a nice cannoli over the latest tech.

“I know that,” she says with a smug smile that makes Crowley bare his fangs. “What I’m asking is why you decided to write him a poem?”

“’Cuz Aziraphale likes words,” Crowley says, deciding to make due with the remaining stub of his writing utensil and return to his work. “Books and plays and things like that.”

“So why not buy him a book?”

“I’m not sure there’s any he wants that he doesn’t own already.” Crowley glances at the stacks and shelves around them, crammed full of hardcovers and leather bounds. “None that wouldn’t require me breaking into a museum, and I’ve been strictly forbidden to do that.” Crowley scowls at his page when he notices most of the white space smudged with graphite and the ghosts of words left over from constant erasing. He turns to a clean page, running a hand through his hair in frustration. “But apparently I suck at poetry! I can’t get anything to rhyme, so I keep repeating the same five words over and over again. And one of those is the!”

Anathema’s brow furrows as she tries to think of even one word that rhymes with the that someone would include in a romantic poem. “Wait a minute! I thought Aziraphale said the two of you inspired Shakespeare!”

“Yeah, but that’s Shakespeare. Inspiring him was easy. Back then, the English language was only about two hundred words max. And he made up half the words he wrote. How important could it be if he’s making shit up? This poem is a present for angel. It has to be … it has to be perfect.”

“Well, I applaud you for at least attempting to do this for him,” Anathema says, smiling at Crowley as if he were an adorable, stray puppy. “Poetry can be tricky if you’re not used to writing it.”

“And while I appreciate being applauded, I need your help! That’s why I called you! I need to get this finished. Valentine’s is four days away! I only get a few minutes here and there to work on it when angel pops out for a nibble. Speaking of which, he’s going to be back with lunch in about …” Crowley checks the hulking watch monopolizing his wrist “… ten minutes!”

“Okay, then, for the sake of ease, let’s not worry about making things rhyme. A poem doesn’t have to rhyme in order for it to be good.”

“Yeah, but the funny ones do. Like …” He grins like anything when a proper example pops into his head “… There once was a man from North Ennis, whose left hand was shaped like a …”

“You’re not writing limericks, Mr. Crowley!” Anathema rushes out before he can finish. Thank goodness Newt couldn’t come, she thinks. Then she’d definitely be hearing the end of that bawdy rhyme. “You’re expressing emotion, right? You want to tell him how you feel?”

“Yeah …”

“Let’s try this. Pretend that you aren’t writing a poem. If you were going to just come out and tell him how you feel, what would you say? Here …” She reaches into her pocket and pulls out her phone “… let me record you. This way if you come out with a gem or two, you won’t forget.”

“O-kay …” Crowley sits up straight, preparing for Anathema to ready her phone. She holds it up and gives him a nod, letting him know to begin “… I’d tell him …” Crowley pauses, gathering his thoughts together. Granted, they’re easier to find when you’re not linking them up with words like louse “… I’d tell him I love him. That, uh … there isn’t a day that goes by I don’t think about him. Even when … when we were apart.” He finds it distracting and uncomfortable to look at Anathema while he’s saying these things, so he closes his eyes, focusing on the insides of his lids to help him concentrate. “I’d tell him 6000 years is an awful long time to exist without something to hope for. And he gave me that. Hope. Because being a demon, I don’t normally have much of that. I get to be naughty, of course. Have a little fun. It’s part of the job. But outside of that, there’s really nothing to look forward to. But seeing him, even for a moment, was something I looked forward to. I’d tell him that the times I spent with him were the best of my life, even when all I was doing was rustling his feathers.” Crowley laughs thinking of the times he dropped in on Aziraphale unannounced to pawn off some bullshit assignment to have an excuse to talk to him for five minutes.

Just five minutes.

But they’d end up being the most important five minutes of his decade.

“I’d tell him … I’d tell him that there is no me without him. Not any more. Not for a long time now. That’s why I couldn’t leave the planet without him. And when I went to his bookshop and saw it burning down, I …” Crowley’s lips pinch together, his throat tight. He stops again, his voice fading with those words.

“You … what, Mr. Crowley?” Anathema coaxes gently.

“I didn’t care about anything anymore. Not demons or angels, not doing my job, not this whole world. Because my world … the one I loved … was gone. You know?”

Anathema doesn’t know. Not really. But she nods anyway. “Yeah. I know.”

“Look at me,” Crowley sniffles, taking off his glasses and wiping his eyes on his sleeve.“Gettin’ all weepy. And on video, too.” He gestures to Anathema’s phone. “How … how was that? I can’t really think of anything else to say.”

“That was … beautiful.”

“Really?”

“Yeah,” Anathema says, getting emotional herself. “I think … it was perfect. You don’t have to turn it into a poem. You don’t have to change a thing. Just show him this.”

“Do you think he’ll like it?”

“Yes.” From behind them, a new voice, thick with tears, enters the conversation, from someone they didn’t hear walk in, too wrapped up in Crowley’s emotional monologue. Crowley turns towards it, sees blue eyes shimmering his way as Aziraphale clears his throat, wipes his eyes. “I believe so.”

#good omens #ineffable husbands #ineffablevalentines #good omens fanfiction #Crowley #aziraphale #crowley x aziraphale #aziraphale x crowley

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queenraikichi94 · 3 years

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A song to heal a tired soul 23 (Raikichi x Piers)

Rated: Teen and mature

Warnings: Bad language and some NSFW

Note: Raikichi is around 25-26 years

---------------PART 23------------------

“Babe, here!”

When I heard Piers’ voice as I exited the Flying Taxi, I quickly ran to hug him. I decided to stay some days with my fiancée in Spikemuth not only for helping him to train, but also cause I wanted to spent more time with him in order to speak about some thigns of the wedding and also, because I would be more tranquil to continue my investigation about Galarian story and legends, and also, my investigation about Dynamax and GIgantamax. And now I was there, wrapped in my fiancée’s arms.

“Careful, babe, I don’t want you to fall and get hurt” Piers said chuckling before kissing me “Did you miss me?”

“Of course, babe, and it looks that you missed me too” I said, smirking and then chuckling when he saw that I noticed his hardness when I hugged him tightly.

“Please, babe, don’t tease me like that, at least not here” he said with a soft sigh

“Okay, okay” I chuckled before kissing him again and then, we went inside Spikemuth, heading to his house “So, what’re the plans for today?”

“First we left your things in my house and then, we go to train before having a nice launch”

“Sounds very well for me”

We arrived at his flat and once I left my things on his room, we went to the Gym. There, his trainers were waiting for us, and when they saw us, they stood up as they greeted us. Then, we took positions and when the trainers showed us their Dark type Pokemon, Piers choosed his Obstagoon and I choosed to use Glaceon and also, Rapidash, in order to put them on test againts a type that was strong against Dark type.

Two hours later, we decided to stop for that day cause Piers and me had to discuss things of the wedding. After congratuling the trainers for their effort, my fiancée and me went first to the Pokemon Center to get our Pokemon healed and then, we went to his flat to have a warm bath. Once the bath was ready, we got naked and enter in the bathtub, my back againts his chest. I let out a soft sigh as Piers massaged my shoulders. “You’re very tense, love” he murmured “Is something worrying you?”

“Eh? No, nothing” I said

“Raikichi, you don’t have to lie, ya know. Something is worrying you, isn’t it?”

“Well...I’m worried about the wedding...I mean, I want to marry you but being alone for all these years, rejecting to be in a romantic relationship...It makes me be nervous about the wedding cause I’ve never imagined ending married with a person that I really love and...Sorry, I’m sure you’re nervous as well and I shouldn’t...”

“Hey, it’s okay, babe” Piers said making me turn in order to face him. Lucky for us, the bathtub was wide enough to allow us to turn and face the other when we wanted to do it “I understand why are you nervous, you don’t have to say sorry for that, Raikichi...I’m nervous as well, but I know that we can do this together”

“You’re right, babe” I said with a purr before continue with the bath.

Once we finished the bath, we exited the bathtub and got dried and dressed. We went to the kitchen in order to prepare some food for lunch as we talked about the wedding and some plans of going to Circhester since we decided to celebrate there the wedding.

“So, tell me about what you discovered” Piers said as we prepared some lunch

“Remember my theory about two heroes that saved Galar from the Darkest Day? Well, my theory was correct! And also, look at this” I said as my Rotom Phone went to show Piers the photos it tooked “See those Pokemon? According to the texts and to the things that were carved in the stone, those Pokemon were refered as the Cyan and the Magenta, and according to the things I ciuld translate few days ago, both Pokemon went to help the two heroes, the Cyan holding a sword and the Magenta holding a shield. Together, they saved Galar from the Darkest Day and the two heroes became kings”

“And what about this one?” he asked pointing to the one that was mounting another Pokemon. “Did you discover the name of this one? I find it pretty interesting...I’ve never seen a Pokemon mounting another Pokemon”

“I couldn’t translate the name of that Pokemon, like the names of the other two. The carvings of the statues that have their names were damaged a lot, but I could translate de small text that was under the destroyed carving” I said as I served the food “That one is referred in the carvings as the ‘King of Bountiful Harvests’, but I couldn’t find a lot of information about that Pokemon”

“Don’t worry, babe” he said smiling and kissing me when we put all the plates on the table “I’m sure you’ll be able to discover it, and if you allow me to help you, I’ll be very glad of helping you”

“Of course you can help me, babe” I purred and then, I stole a kiss from his lips “C’mon, the food is going to get cold”

Piers chuckled and we sat down after putting some food for the Pokemon. As we had lunch, we talked about more things, most of them related with our visit to Circhester. After having lunch, we checked our phones and after checking all the notifications, we washed our dishes and after we got ready, we exited the house, followed by Glaceon. Obstagoon, by his hand, decided to stay in his Pokeball.

We took a Flying Taxi and flew to Circhester. When we arrived, we saw that Gordie was waiting for us. We exited the cabin and once we greeted him, he guided us to his jewelry. It was a small shop, as Piers told me the night after he gave me the ring when he asked me to marry him, but due the placement of the furniture, the inside of the shop looked bigger than the outside.

“Alright, come in, I’ll show you my workshop” Gordie said and guided us to an instance on the shop. There was his workshop, full of tools, sketches on papers, and gems. A lot of gems. “Here, look at this” he said, showing two golden ornaments with two light pink diamonds I quickly recognized.

“Oh, those are Diance’s diamonds” I said and I let Diancie out of her Pokeball “Look, Diancie, do you like the work Gordie is doing with them?” I asked and Diancie nodded and chirped happily before returning to her Pokeball “Gordie, you did a really good work”

“Thanks, but I need to add few more details”

“Alright, man, how much it cost?” Piers asked “C’mon, don’t look at me like that. You are doing a big work with them, you deserve to be paid for the work”

“Don’t worry for that” the Rock type Gym leader said “Is my wedding gift for both of you”

“Oh, Gordie, you didn’t have to do it” I said smiling softly

“We’re friends afterall, right?” he said and then, he patted Piers’ back with a strenght that I thought he would break his back. Then, he put the ornaments in a box and after giving them to me, he guided us outside “C’mon, let me invite you to take some drinks. I’m sure Raikichi has never tried Circhester’s best hot chocolate”

“Is Circhester’s chocolate better than mine that is home made?” I asked, teasing tone on my voice as I arched an eyebrow

“Give it a try!” Gordie said with a soft chuckle as we went to a coffee shop that had the fame of being the one with the best home made hot chocolate. The Rock Gym leader asked us to take a seat and then, we gave a look to the menu and choosed the hot chocolate we would have. Once the waitres brought us the hot chocolates, Gordie looked at me “C’mon, give it a taste”

“Alright” I said and then, I tasted the hot chocolate I aske. It was delicious, I had to recognize, and I had to give a point to that “Alright, you are right. Is delicious. But I have to invite you to taste my home made hot chocolate, Gordie”

“I will give it a try, I promise” he said

We kept talking until Piers and me had to return to Spikemuth since he wanted to train again and I have to do some work with the information I reunited from all my sources in order to know more about the legends of Galar.

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Night arrived and Piers returned after training since we returned from Circhester. I was on the couch, tapping the keyboards key fast as I switched my eyes from the papers to the laptop screen. I was also listening to music that I didn’t hear my fiancée entering the house, and when he kissed my cheek, I jumped a bit startled but then, I kissed him back. “Sorry, I didn’t want to scare you”

“Don’t worry, babe” I said saving the report I was writing on the laptop and once I closed it, I stood up and scretched a bit with a lil yawn before seeing the time that was at that moment “Sorry, I didn’t know it was this late. I’ll make a call to order some dinner while you take a bath”

“Alright” Piers said but then, he turned and kissed me before giving me that smirk of his, noticing that I was wearing one of his shirts over my short pajama pants “You know how to tease me, don’t ya?”

“Perhaps” I purred before stealing a kiss from his lips “Go and take that bath before I decided to do something with that hard bulge between your legs”

That made him blush some madly that I couldn’t help but laugh as he went to his room-well, our shared room as he started to call it since it wasn’t the first time I came here to stay some days-and after taking some clean clothes, he went to the bathroom. I called to a pizza restaurant and after ordering the pizzas we would eat, I prepared some food for the Pokemon. Then, my Rotom Phone started to vibrate. When I looked at the message that I recieved, I sighed. I took my phone once I was done giving the food to the Pokemon and I called the person that sent me the message.

“What do you want now, uncle Nanu?” I asked as I made sure that Piers had closed the bathroom’s door “Did you see what time is it?”

“Yeah, and I knew you would be awake, kiddo” my uncle replied “So, I assume that you saw the message, right?”

“Yeah, I read it”

“And?”

“I’m not going to call him, uncle” I said “My time as an Interpol member is over, and you know it”

“I know, kiddo, but I’m not asking you to return to the International Police” he said “I ask you to call Looker and ask him for advice”

“Uncle, I’m not going to call him cause the most sure thing is that I will have all of them begging me to return to the Interpol if I want their help, and I don’t want to put Piers, uncle Kabu and my friends in danger”

“You know Looker, he won’t tell anyone about this. Listen, Raikichi, I know that the track that Sakura was following is gone. Those furtives know how to hide themselves and withtout help, you won’t be able to track them again, at least alone”

“Wait, you know what Sakura was doing?”

“She told me instead of telling her father about the furtives. You know that Giovanni woudn’t be happy knowing that a more sofisticated and skilled group of furtive Pokemon hunters is operating very active”

I sighed as I took a seat on the couch again before speaking again. “Listen, uncle, I know you trust Looker but give me time, ‘kay? I need time to think...”

“Time to think? Kiddo, those bastards want you death”

“Yeah, thanks for remembering me that” I replied with another sigh “I will call you later, okay?”

“....Fine” uncle Nanu finally said “But tell me first if you decided to tall Looker...or not. I want to know that you’re safe”

“Thanks uncle...Good night” I said and then, I hanged the call before sighing again. Glaceon jumped to the couch and put her head and front paws on my lap, making me smile “Don’t worry, girl, I’m fine” I said and she tilted her head before closing her eyes and purring when I stroked her fur.

“Alright, I’m done” Piers said once he exited the bathroom, her black and white wavy long hair dropping like a waterfall. I couldn’t help but blush when I saw him shirtless cause he was only clean underwear. “Hey, is something wrong?” he asked when he saw me sighing sighlty

“Eh? No, don’t worry, everything’s fine” I replied smiling softly

“Are you sure? Your voice tone is telling me other thing”

“Really, I’m fine”

Piers looked at me as he rose an eyebrow before sitting next to em on the couch in order to hug me and kiss my temple. “You know, I’m here for you, babe” he murmured

“I know...” I whispered as I leant on his bare chest, closing my eyes and enjoying with his heartbeat before noticing that he was shivering “Go and put some clothes on you. I don’t want you to fall sick”

He chuckled and went to the room in order to put his pajamas on him. Since I noticed that I was shivering also a bit, I followed him and while he put his sleeping clothes on, I changed my short pajama pants for a long one and then, I put my hoodie over me before being wrapped by my fiancée’s arms. “I love you, Raikichi...”

“I love you too, Piers...” I said but before I could kiss him, the doorbell sounded “Dinner’s here” I added with a chuckle as I went to the door to take the food and pay the delivery man

“What did you order?” Piers said as he put the plates on the table while I put the boxes in the center of the table

“Pizza. I ordered three pizzas” I replied while I opened the box and started to cut the pizzas as my fiancée served some fresh water on glasses. “Next time I will be more attentive to the time”

“Hey, don’t worry, babe” he said as we took a seat and starting to have dinner “You were busy with your investigations and I spend all the time I could training since we arrived from Circhester. I’ll take care of the breakfast tomorrow”

“Thanks, babe”

After having dinner, we washed the dishes and then, we watched TV until I heard Piers yawning and when I saw him trying to stay awake, I smiled and turned off the TV. “Go to sleep, babe” I said kissing him

“I won’t go to bed if you don’t go with me”

“Babe, please, I’ll go to bed once I finish the report and...”

“You are tired as well, Raikichi” Piers said “Let’s go to bed. You can continue your report tomorrow”

“Alright, alright, you win” I said with a chuckle and together with him, we went to the bedroom that we shared on his house. I removed the glasses and the ponytail, and after putting my glasses on the night table, both me and Piers slipped under the warm blankets. I curled next to him and he hugged me with a chuckle. “Love you Piers...”

“Love you too, Raikichi...”

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I woke up with a soft groan cause I wanted to sleep a bit more, and cause my sleep was interrupt twice by strong thunderbolts, but my biological clock wasn’t going to allow me that. Then, I smiled when Piers embraced me and kissed me when I rolled in orther to kiss him. “Morning, my Queen...” he said as his lips went down to my neck, making me moan softly.

“P-Piers...” I said moaning again when his hand went down, ready to slip under my pants and underwear as his other hand slowly put my top up so my breasts were free, with my nipples already hard.

“Do you want me to stop?” he asked, worry and fear on his voice cause he was afraid about doing something wrong

“No...Is just...I didn’t expect this...” I murmured before kissing him “Go on, my King...”

“As you wish...” Piers said and then, his mouth started to be busy with my right breast as his right hand was now busy with my wet entrance. “You’re already wet for me...I love it...” he said as he started to stroke my clit so slow that I thought he was going to drive me mad. Then, seeing my reaction, he slipped one finger inside me as he kept sucking and licking on my breasts.

“F-Fuck Piers...This is so good...” I moaned as I felt him slipping two fingers more inside me. He moved those three fingers in a way that made me see stars when he wanted.

Then, Piers smirked and went down, leaving kisses on my sking and when he reached my core, I urged him bucking my hips a bit. My fiancée started to lick my clit as he kept moving his fingers inside me but then, he retired the fingers and before I could complain, he put his tongue inside me, licking and sucking as his fingers played with my clit. That amde me moan so loud as I arched my back, and I couldn’t help but started to play with my breasts and nipples as Piers retired his tongue and replaced it with his fingers again inside me.

“You taste so good, my love” he said licking his lips and going up in order to kiss me, making me taste myself. “Oh, I know that look on your eyes...My naughty Queen...”

I nodded and then, once he retired his fingers inside me and he removed our sleeping clothes and underwear, he allowed me to be over him, by head between his legs and my wet entrance over his mouth. I felt the urge of licking and sucking his hard cock so I didn’t take too long and started to lick the tip, savouring the first hints of precum and then, I started to suck it with a moan as Piers licked my entrance, and using his tongue and fingers inside me.

“Damn, Piers, you know how to use your tongue, don’t ya?” I teased him before moaning when I felt his fingers reaching that special spot, making me taking my little revenge and sucking him so hard that I could heard him moan even louder. And then, we reached the climax. I popped his cock out of my mouth and after swallow the cum he spilled inside my mouth, I licked his member, savouring his seed before letting him clean himself. Then, once he cleaned himself and covered his cock with a condom, I spread my legs, teasing him as he watched my fingers stroking my entrance. “C’mon, my naughty King. This Queen needs you so desperately “

He didn’t think twice and after lining his cock with my entrance, he pushed a bit hard, but I didn’t care cause this time I wanted it a bit rough, and I made him know it when I bite his neck and scratched his back with my nails. “Do you want this rough, don’t ya?” he moaned as he moved.

“Yeah...Fuck me harder and rough, babe”

Piers smirked and moved faster as he bite my neck. Both of us moaned as he moved even faster, but he knew how to turn things rough, cause when he felt my inner walls starting to get tighter, he retired his cock carefully to avoid loosing the condom and then, I put on my fours, feeling again his cock inside me and then, he started to fuck me harder and rough, being careful of not hurting me, cause on his mind was still the memory of that bite that made me bleed a bit.

“Do you want keep this rough?” he asked, a bit worried as he kept fucking me

“Yes, fuck me harder, for Arceus’ sake!” I groaned

Then, with a loud moan, I came, but Piers wasn’t done yet, so he managed to put us in a pose on which I could ride him. His hands were now on my hips, and both of us were panting and moaning louder and louder.

“You know how to get your revenge, right?” he moaned as I leant down and bite his neck, moving our hips hard.

“Of course...” I replied but I reached again my orgasm, as Piers reached his own. “That...was...” I tried to say but I was so tired that I couldn’t say anything.

“I wanted to surprise you this morning...I didn’t like seeing you worried and sad yesterday...” he said removing the condom and throwing it to the trash can and then, he picked me up on his arms and went to the bathroom “Did I was too rough?”

“Hey, don’t worry” I said as he put me inside the bathtub, enjoying the warm water “Next time try not to bite me so hard...And I will try to avoid not to scratch your back hard”

“We wanted this time to go rough, but is good to speak about it to avoid accidents” he said, sitting behind me and letting me to put my back againts his chest as we got bathed “Raikichi?”

“Yeah?”

But instead of replying, he kissed my check and I smiled. Sometimes, words weren’t needed between us. As we got bathed, we talked about the idea of doing a three-some, but the conversation ended a bit abruptly cause I didn’t know what to think about the idea of me and Piers having sex with another person. The wound of my heart was still there and that made me feel insecure. Piers, of course, wasn’t for the idea neither cause he didn’t like the idea fo sharing me with another person, but at least, it was ncie to talk about new things cause that made our bonds get stronger.

After taking the bath and getting dried and dressed on clean clothers, we went to the kitchen, of course after putting the other clothes and the blankets on the wash machine, but when I was going to help Piers with the breakfast, he told me to go to the living room cause he wanted to take care of the breakfast. “I’ll make a very tasty breakfast for both of us once I give our Pokemon their food, ‘kay?”

“But I want to help you”

“I told you yesterday that I would make breakfast for both of us, and you’re still tired of our sex morning session, so now rest while I prepare everything, ‘kay?”

I sighed but nodded and after stealing a kiss from his lips, I sat down on the couch, with Glaceon curling next to me. I turned on the TV in order to see some news while my fiancée prepared the breakfast. I stroke Glaceon’s fur and then, Sango, my Galarian Linoone, jumped to the other place of the couch and like Glaceon, she put her head on my lap. I decided to name my Linoone Sango cause she was ready to evolve soon and I wanted to difference her from Piers’ Obstagoon.

“Breakfast is ready” Piers said bringing the food to the living room. Once he put the plates on the table, we approached the table to the sofá in order to start with the breakfast and Holy Arceus, Piers knew how to do the perfect pancakes; and the chocolate chips added extra points to that! “It looks that you love it” he said with a chuckle.

“These are the most perfect pancakes I’ve ever eat” I said “And the hot chocolate is also perfect. It looks that you like my recipe, right?”

“Yeah, but I wanted to do a different version cause I didn’t have cinnamon”

“Well, the ginger adds a different and tasty savour”

“Point for the chef?”

I laughed and kissed him as we had breakfast. Glaceon and Sango were sleeping on a side of the couch while we ate our food as we watched the news. Then, the breaking news started and both me and Piers shared a confused look before looking to the TV. They said that a strange thunderstorm caused by the bat weather affected all the Galar region, and the damage were still been counted by the experts.

“That’s quite strange” Piers said as we finished our breakfast before getting ready to our daily things “I know about those weather changes but that thunderstorm was quite huge. Marnie sent a message telling me that they were out of light and electricity in all Circhester, and it looks that all the towns and cities of Galar suffered the same”

I nodded in silence cause something like that happened years ago but in Unova. It was after I recovered from my wounds after battling Team Plasma and decided to move to Kalos. Days later fater that, Looker called me and told me that Unova got affected by a thunderstorm similar to the one that affected Galar last night, but with the difference that the thunderstorm he saw was after he saw a black figure flying on the sky, with someone mounting on it.

“Raikichi?”

“Uh?” I said blinking twice when I heard calling me

“Are you alright? You were silent for some minutes” he said, hugging me

“Yeah, I was distract with my own thoughts, don’t worry”

Piers smiled and kissed me before we got out of the house. First, we wanted to evaluate the damage caused by the thunderbolts that had fallen over Spikemuth, like it happened in other parts of Galar, and oh boy, we had a serious problem just in the middle of the town, near of the secondary entrance that the town had on one of its sides. It looked that the thunderbolts hitted several times the ceiling that covered the town and part of it got broken and fell to the ground. I did a quick call and few minutes later, some Police officers arrived and cordoned off the place to avoid people get hurted. Then, one of my Pokeballs shook and Luxray got out of it.

“Why did Luxray get out of her Pokeball?” Piers asked

“I think she noticed the electricity of the place...Listen, Glaceon and me will follow Luxray. I want to make sure that there isn’t any places near the town affected by the thunderstorm”

“Let me go with you then”

“No, you should stay here” I said firmly “As Gym Leader, your duty is stay here and help the people that lives here”

“But I don’t want to...” he started and then, taking my handsa, he sighed before looking at me “I don’t want to see you getting hurt and I don’t want to be away of you if something happens to you”

“I know, Piers, but I have my duties as World Champion, as you have yours as Gym Leader” I replied, smiling softly “Once I make sure that any Pokemon and people didn’t get hurt by the thunderstorm, I’ll be back. I promise it, love”

He nodded and kissed me before hugging me. “Be careful, my love” he said and then, he went to speak with the Police officers as me and Glaceon followed Luxray, entering the wilds as Luxray followed the electric track that the thunderstorm left last night.

We entered the Wild Area following an unknown path for a lot of people, but a known one for me since I used it when I wanted to go to the Wild Area without being noticed. Some of the trees had gotten hit by the thunderbolts, but for Arceus’ sake, the Pokemon we’ve encountered during the walk were only scared, hut not hurted. Then, Glaceon’s ears twitched and the electricity around Luxray got brighter, meaning that we were near of a very big spot of energy. I returned Luxray to her Pokeball and then, Glaceon and me continued walking until we reached a forest clearing, a small area of the Wild Area but a quiet and tranquil one. I looked at the sky and it was clear, with only few clouds. Then, Glaceon meowed and pointed at someone lurking behind a tree in the base of the small hill where Glaceon and me were in that moment. That green and long hair...That clothes...But before I could say something, he moved on and run to a place that I couldn’t see from my spot, so I moved too and I discovered that he was approaching some cages with wild Pokemon inside them, and of course, those people. Those furtives again. Their clothes told me that they were of a low rank than the ones that attacked me, Piers and uncle Kabu in Mototoske, but they were still furtives that must had to be stopped. Slowly, Glaceon and me went down from the hill, hidding behind the trees and watching the scene, but we stopped when the furtives discovered the guy that we were following.

“Look who was trying to free our goods” one of the furtives said after punching the guy, making him fall on his back. “You will pay for this, bastard”

No doubt. It was him, N, but what he was doing here in Galar? That question and more had to wait cause I wasn’t going to allow anyone to hurt a friend. “Glaceon, use Ice Shard!”

Glaceon’s move made the furtives stand back, and my Pokemon got between N and the furtives’ Pokemon. Then, I jumped and before they could react, I knocked one of the furtives as Glaceon kept the other busy. “You will never change” I groaned as I looked at Glaceon and then, I activated my Icinium Z “From the coldest and hardest blizzards, from the most beautiful winters you rise up and shows your eternal beauty, shining with the first rays of the winter sun” I said “Glaceon, use Subzero Slammer!!!”

The Z move left the furtives’ Pokemon out of combat. Then, I let out Scolipede out of her Pokeball and ordered her to use String Shot on the furtives and their Pokemon to avoid them scaping and then, I let my Lycanroc out of his Pokeball “Use Stealth Rock around the furtives. Glaceon, use Ice beam to reforce the rocks” I said and both Pokemon did what I said. Then, I made a call and once I hanged out the call, I returned both Scolipede and Lycanroc back to their Pokeballs and turned to attend N.

“You always know how to surprise me” I said as I helped him to stand up

“You...Raikichi?”

“Yeah, the same Raikichi as always” I said while we opened the cages and after making sure that the wild Pokemon were calm, we started to treat them. Glaceon meowed and I nodded. “Go and hide behind those trees”

“Why?” N said “Let me help”

“Trust me, okay? I’m sure you don’t want to be involve in more problems. Go and hide. I’ll call you once this is over”

N nodded and went to a safe place just in time, cause the Police arrived. I told them about the furtives and while the nurses attending the Pokemon that N and me got free from the cages, they asked me about something that got me confused.

“Why I am here, you ask? Simple, I was worried about the Pokemon and people near Spikemuth since in that place and its surrondings, the thunderstorm hitted hard, so as the World Champion I am, I came here followinf Luxray, cause my Luxray could follow the electricity left by the storm, and that’s how we found those bastards” I said, crossing my arms as the Police officer took notes “If you don’t need me, I have things to do. There are still some wild Pokemon that need to be checked”

“Alright, we’ll take care of these criminals”

I nodded and with Glaceon, we left the place. Glaceon sniffed the air and guided me away of the place, following N’s track. And after walking for near thirty minutes, we found him. He was near the Watchtower Ruins, sitting on the grass with his back leant on the ruined stone. He was wounded and he showed his skill to became friendly easily with Pokemon. I remembered when he was surprised with my skill of being able of talking with Pokemon and understanding them very well; also, he was surprised when he found out that I could show my feelings and thoughts to the Pokemon touching them. And he was there, surrounded by different wild Pokemon that let me approach him. I knelt down next to him, and I took his right arm in order to treat his wounds.

“N, how many times I’ve told you not to do things like this alone?” I asked softly as I treated his wounds using my little first aid kit

“And how many times I will tell you that I will keep doing the same?” he replied raising an eyebrow and making me chuckle

“You’ll never change” I said as I finished putting bandages covering his wounds “Here you are”

“Thanks, Raikichi...” N said and then, his hand reached my face in order to retire the hair that covered part of my face. I got frozen on my stop cause I didn’t expect that, and when he noticed that, he quickly retired his hand after seeing the scars on my face “You’ve changed a lot...Last time we’ve seen was on that Pokemon Center, when you were recovering from the wounds that Team Plasma caused to you when you saved me...” he said, looking to the scars of my belly before looking to the ground.

“Yeah, that was a long time ago” I said sitting next to him and stroking Glaceon’s fur

“You’ve got more scars, right? Apart of the ones you’ve got on Sinnoh and Unova”

I nodded and N sighed. “The ones on my arms, right leg and both ankles are from Kalos; I’ve got them fighting againts Team Flare”

“And the burn of your right arm?” he asked “Did you get it fighting againts Team Flare?”

“Oh, no, I didn’t” I replied “That is one of the most recent I got...So, after being near of dying for a second time, this time in Kalos, I decided to stop working with the International Police, so when Nurse Joy allowed me to went out of the Pokemon Center, I took a flight and went to Alola, to spend some time with my uncle, Nanu, who is Ula Ula’s Kahuna” I said and then, I sighed “In Alola I was able for a long time to open my heart...Since I didn’t have more responsabilities with the Interpol, only my duties as World Champion, I felt...free. Completly free...So I met someone that put me on test everytime I saw him...He was and still is the leader of a group of young vandals...Yeah,l they did things wrong but...That group was their family. Society ignored them for stupid reasons...And Team Skull was the only thing they knew that for them was family...”

“Team Skull...I heard about them...They worked for Lusamine, right? News and rumors spread quickly, specially when the news are about a crazy woman that has brought a very dangerous and strange Pokemon to this world from another dimension...” N said

I chuckled sadly and nodded “You always know how to be updated with things...The case is that Lusamine manipulated Team Skull...I did everything to help those grunts to have a better life...Even I tried to help Guzma, their leader...And then, my heart started to have feelings for him...I felt at first stupid but at the same time, I couldn’t help but empathize with him...His own father treated him badly, hitting him since he was a child...and well, when you open your heart to someone, is difficult to step back once those feelings of love stay on your heart...”

“I can feel a wound in your heart, right?”

I looked at the sky, and N understood my silence as a yes. He knew when someone, Pokemon or person, was feeling hurt inside. He was one of those people who could tell you how you really felt jugding your emotions. “One day, a Team Skull grunt tried to do the Fire trial that takes place in the Wela. He was doing right, but then, the Totem Salazzle appeared and attacked him. I was watching the trial and when I saw the Pokemon attacking him, I quickly ran and pulled him away” my hand went to touch the scars of my face before returning to Glaceon’s fur “That Salazzle wounded me on the face and threw me inside the volcano, but thanks to Charizard, who was quickly when she went out of her Pokeball, I didn’t end in the lava...After days being unconscious, I woke up and I saw Guzma...I wanted to tell him about my feelings, but instead of that, he yelled at me, saying so many bad things to me that my heart and feelings got broken...During the following days and after moving from the Pokemon Center to my uncle’s home, I got worst, and my Pokemon noticed it quickly” I said looking at Glaceon who meowed and licked my arm before putting her head on my lap. “If I didn’t eat, they didn’t eat or they tried to make me eat. When I spent most nights crying and awake, they were there for me, staying awake for me...Even my uncle’s ace Pokemon, Persian, left his side those nights in order to stay with me, and he understood it. My uncle knew when I needed to be alone and when I needed to be with someone in order to let out all that pain that was hurting me...”

“You have a very strong bond with all of your Pokemon, specially with your Glaceon” N said as he stroked the feathers of a wild Rockidee that was at his side “I remember when you showed me how you could understand them, and how you could show your feelings to them and how you could see their feelings too...I used to live inside a bubble of lies, until you showed me that the perfect world that I wanted couldn’t exist...There will still being bad people that hurts Pokemon and use them againts people and Pokemon...”

“But there are good people that has strong bonds with their Pokemon and makes all they can to protect both Pokemon and people” I added and N chuckled, making me look at him “What?”

“Despite of all those scars, of all your adventures...You’re still the Raikichi I met back there in Unova...Only with the difference that now that you opened your heart, is easier for me to understand you...I can feel the wound that hurts your heart...But something tells me that is healing, right?”

“Yeah...Slowly...The wound is still there but is healing...” I said touching the engagement ring that I have on my necklace.

“I’m glad that you managed to find someone that really loves you” N said “I still remember when you told me that you would try to be alone without allowing anyone to see your true feelings”

“People changes, remember?” I said and then, I stood up and streched a bit “Is Zekrom away, right?”

“Yes, why?” N said standing up as well “Wait, how did you know that...”

“There was a huge thunderstorm that affected Galar last night and I want to be sure that it was caused by the bad weather of this time of the year”

"And it was” N said, defending tone on his voice “Zekrom came with me, of course, but I didn’t arrive here flying with it. Zekrom followed me. I took a flight from Unova and arrived here at Galar and Zekrom just followed me from the distance”

“So Zekrom doesn’t have anything with the thunderstorm?”

“No...Well, maybe the thunderstorm got a bit rough when Zekrom flew through the clouds but I swear that Zekrom didn’t cause it”

“It’s okay. Just make sure that Zekrom is away from Galar. As long as you stay with me and my friends, you will be safe, so Zekrom doesn’t need to stay near...You met those furtives. There are from a big group of furtives and you are lucky cause those ones were from a low rank. I dealt with the elite ranks of those furtives, so it will be good if you tell Zekrom not to be near of Galar in order to avoid him being detected by anyone until you really need its help”

“True...If there are more furtives that are even more dangerous than those ones...” N murmured to himself and then, he said goodbye to the wild Pokemon that were with us before looking at me and at the Luxury Ball I had on my hand “What are you planning?”

I smiled and let out Corviknight from her Pokeball and knowing how was N, she allowed him to stroke her feathers. “I rescued this Corviknight from a terrible fire caused by some furtives from the same group like the ones we confronted before” I said stroking her feathers as well “They set up fires in a lot of places here in the Wild Area, and this Corviknight was trapped by a ring on fire trying to protect her clutch, but saldy, her offspring died due the smoke” that made N flinch when he heard that “Piers and me took her to Spikemuth’s Pokemon Center and her physical wounds healed...But she was so devastated by her lost that she was letting herself to die...Only giving her a Pokemon egg was the only way to avoid that”

“And that was successful, wasn’t it?”

“Yes...She took care of the baby Murkrow that hatched from the egg as her own offspring and now, that Murkrow is a strong Honchkrow and Piers is his trainer now”

“I see...” N said, closing his eyes as he stroked Corviknight’s feathers “I can feel that you really feel proud of your succes with Murkrow...”

Corviknight nodded and then, the sky darkened again with dark clouds, and the first rain drops started to fall, so I quickly jumped onto Corviknight’s back, followed by Glaceon and offered my hand to N. “C’mon, I’m not going to leave you under the rain on the Wild Area, and the nearest building is very far from here”

N nodded and took my hand and jumped on Corviknight’s back, behind me. “Are you sure that this is something secure?” he asked

“C’mon, you mounted on Zekrom and that was even more dangerous. Now hold tight! Corviknight, let’s go back to Spikemuth!”

Corviknight move her powerful wings and in few seconds we were now in the air. I told her to fly fast cause the rain started to fall more and more and I could see the first bolts in the clouds. “Are you sure Zekrom isn’t near?” I asked N, nearing shouting

“Yeah, Zekrom is away right now!” he said “We should be fast and reach Spikemuth before the storm gets even worst!”

“Then, hold on tight!”

We flew as fast as Corviknight could, avoiding some thunders that fell from the clouds and in less than an hour we arrived at Spikemuth’s surroundings. We quickly got down from Corviknight and once I let her return to her Pokeball, we quickly entered the town. In the center of the town, the crowd of people blocked our way, but when they saw me, they let us pass. “Piers!” I said, calling my fiancée atention who was talking with the person I didn’t want to see in that moment. “What is he doing here?” I asked my lover as my eyes went to Chairman Rose.

“Macro Cosmos Construction is one of his companies and I was trying to convince them to repair the damage but...” Piers started

“But their boss is too busy to attend this petition, right, Rose?” I said growling at the Chairman “I’m tired of this bullshit. You will do what I’m going to say right now”

“You can’t order me nothing” Rose said with disdain “I’m Chairman Rose, the Chairman of Galar Pokemon League and...”

“And I’m the World Champion, I’m in a higher position than you and if you want to see my second match defending my world title, I hope you put your workers working right now” I said, growling “How would people will react if they know that I cancel that match cause the Chairman of the Galar Pokemon League is in fact a selfish and vain man? Not good for you, I think, right?”

Everyone there stayed silent; even Rose was without words. Glaceon was growing at him, her fur was bristly and even her claws were out, and that only happpened when she was really REALLY angry. Then, I took a deep breath and sighed. Oleana was near of saying something to insult me but Glaceon’s growls were enough to make that bitch back off. I smirked and then, I looked at Rose, returning to my serious expression again. “So? Are you going to make your workers being here as soon as posible? I want them to start working today”

“Alright, you win” Rose said after being silente for two minutes “Macro Cosmos Construction accepts your payment and will start to work on it and...”

“And I will make sure that the work will be good supervised” I said smirking as I send some messages quickly through my Rotom Phone “Now, if you don’t need anything more, go away. I want to take a bath and see if the people and Pokemon here in Spikemuth and in its surroundings need my help”

“How you dare to speak to...” Oleana started to said but Glaceon hissed at her

“Shut your fucking and filithy mouth and go away, bitch” I said, angry “I don’t need people like you here right now ruining more my day”

“You...”

“Oleana, enough” Rose said “We don’t want to turn this into something worst. Raikichi, I’ll make sure that my workers from Macro Cosmos Construction are here at evening”

“Good, cause you know what is at stake”

An ultimate glare from me and Glaceon made Rose nod and with the representatives from Macro Cosmos Construction and Oleana, they left Spikemuth. The crowd sighed in relief and I got a bit relaxed, getting even more relaxed when Piers hugged me. “Sorry for scaring you, babe” I said smiling and kissing his cheek.

“Scared? I was impressed! You got Rose on your feet when you put him on his place” my fiancée said

“I know...”

“But?”

“But she’s worried” N added approaching us “I could feel the anger on that woman and the feeling of humilliation on that man...And Raikichi is worried cause maybe they would seek vengeance againts her”

“And they will, I’m sure of that” I said “Since I arrived to Galar, I have the feeling that something is weird with them, like if they are hidding something. And of course, it’s clear that Rose only worries about himself and his reputation. Did you see his face when I threated him with cancelling my second official match to defend my world title? His vanity and his ego are very very high, and the idea of seeing his ego being hurted scares him a lot”

“But if they try to get their revenge, I’ll stand by your side, my love” Piers said and then, he looked at N “By the way, who is this guy?”

“Piers, this is N. He’s a friend of mine. N, this is Piers, Gym Leader of Spikemuth and my fiancée”

Both Piers and N shook their hands and then, I looked up, seeing how some Psychic type Pokemon used Psychic to elevate a big piece of plastic lone in order to cover the hole on the ceiling in order to avoid the water fall inside the town, but it wasn’t going to resist a lot. I was worried about the Pokemon getting tired, but then, some workers from Macro Cosmos Construction that decided to stay there at night helped the Pokemon to put something stronger with the plastic lone in order to have something covering the hole until tomorrow.

Then, I moved a bit my arms and I groaned a bit when I felt a bit of pain. I didn’t notice it due the adrenaline but I had some purple spots where that furtive hurted me before I knocked him out. I tried to hide it but Piers was faster and when he saw me looking to those purple spots, he ran towards me in order to examinate them. “Babe, you are wounded” he said, worried as he asked one of Team Yell grunts to bring a first aid kit.

“Piers, I only got some purple spots, I’m fine” I said “That furtive gave some trouble before I could knock him out”

“Furtives? In the Wild Area? Again?” he asked and when I nodded, he sighed “You know you still need to rest, babe...”

“Please, Piers. I’m fine. The attack that we suffered was like near two weeks ago and you’ve seen that I recovered in a week”

“But you still need to rest and...”

“And what? Leaving my duties as World Champion? I can’t stay with my arms crossed!”

“You were near of dying!”

“I have been near of dying multiple times and I’m still here!” I said, a bit angry, but then, after seeing Piers’ face, I knew that I didn’t choose the correct words and of course, I was still nervous with Rose’s visit “I...” Fuck it, fuck it. I closed my hands into fists so hard that my knuckles turned white as I though on the worst things and fears. Piers didn’t have the fault of worrying a lot for me, but for some reasons, sometimes I felt overwhelmed with his extreme worries that made me not able to see that now I wasn’t alone, but I was still having those thoughts due the long time I spent working for the Interpol and having to be and deal alone with everything. “I...I have to...”

“No, wait” Piers said, grabbing my arm and hugging me tightly “Don’t go, please...You know that since that day, I can’t avoid being worried a lot about you and...”

“But I shouldn’t have yelled at you like that” I said interrupting him

“And I should have known that you’re still feel a bit overwhelmed with all my worries” he replied smiling softly

“Piers...I’m...I’m sorry...” I said, hidding my face on his chest as he kept hugging me “I’m still acommodating to the fact that I don’t have to deal with things alone...”

“I know, that’s why I’m also sorry for making you feel overwhelmed” he said and then, he kissed my temple before he let me go from his arms when we heard N chuckling.

“I knew that both of you will overcome this argument” N said “Even the lovers with the strongest and deepest bond between them have arguments”

“You’re right...” I said and then, my Rotom Phone showed me a message from Rose asking me not to cancel the match, something that made me laugh “It’s clear that he is more worried about his reputation” I added as me, Piers and N went to Piers’ house while the Police officers that we had called kept the place in order to avoid any people or Pokemon to get hurt by the rubbles that could fall from the ceiling.

Once inside Piers’ house, I went to our shared room and after taking some clean clothes, I went to the bathroom to take a quick shower as Piers and N talked in the living room. After the quick shower, I got dried and dressed and I exited the bathroom and after putting the clothes into the washing machine, I went to the living room.

“I need you to remove your shirt if I want to treat your wounds” Piers said and I blushed a bit, cause , well, we were not alone

“Don’t worry for me, I was the one who had to remove your turtleneck sweater when you got terrible wounded by Team Plasma in order to allow Nurse Joy to attend your wounds and to help you to deal with the poisoning” N said, blushing a bit when he said that

“Wait, you did what?” I asked blinking twice “I don’t remember that”

“You fainted before that on my arms when I was trying to convince you to stop fighting” N replied “And as I helped Nurse Joy, I could hear Looker talking with someone and jugding by Looker’s tone, his interlocutor was very angry”

“Oh, then he was talking with my uncle Nanu” I said with a chuckle before removing my shirt but leaving my bra on. Then, Piers started to apply a special ointment for those purple spots and another one to treat the little cuts and scratches “I’m really sorry of what happened some minutes ago...During the time I was with the International Police, I had to learn how to treat my wounds and things like those by my own, and it’s true that it has passed years since I decided to stop working with them but...Some manners I’ve got are still there...That’s why sometimes I don’t think that I bruish or a scratch isn’t something serious...”

“But now you’re not alone, my love” Piers said and after treating my wounds, I put my shirt on me again and then, I looked at N. “The bathroom is free if you want to have a warm bath”

“Don’t worry, I don’t need it, really” N said

“At least take let me to lend you some clothes while yours get dried” my fiancée said giving N some of the biggest clothes he had cause N was taller than him “Sorry if these clothes are a bit small for you”

“They’re perfect, since I’ll wear them as mine get dried” N replied with a smile “Where is the bathroom?”

I pointed at the bathroom and after nodding, N went there and closed the door once he entered in the bathroom. Then, I helped Piers to prepare some food for lunch while we talk about somethings from my past, including how I met N.

“So, you first stopped him and then, you helped him? That’s a curious plot twist” Piers commented as we finished preparing the lunch

“N has suffered a lot when Ghetsis manipulated him...Believe me when I say that is was hard to see N seeing that all his life had been a lie...”

“I can’t imagine living like that...With someone telling those lies to you from a young age...”

“That’s why I had to take my time to trust again in people”

Both me and Piers turned and saw that N was there. He had finished in the bathroom and now he was on the kitchen, wearing the clothes Piers gave to him. “Sorry, I didn’t...” Piers started to say

“You didn’t say anything wrong; in fact, your words were full of honesty and empathy” N said as I put his clothes near the radiator in order to get them dry “Also, thanks to people like Raikichi, I knew that there are also good people in the world”

“That’s why Zekrom feels interested on you, N” I said as we served the lunch in the plates “You want to follow your ideals, and Zekrom is the representation of the ideals, being Reshiram the representation of truth”

“You always said that sometimes, neither the turth or the ideals are correct, that we must seek balance” N added

I nodded as I remembered that, one of my multiple talks with N during the time I passed with him when I had to scort him to the safety of the International Police. I couldn’t help but smile when I remember how part of Team Plasma decided to follow N in a helping way to both Pokemon and people, unlike the ones that decided to follow Ghetsis’ destructive plans. I remembered Anthea and Concordia’s faces when they saw us arriving to the meeting place, and also, I remembered how excited was the sage Rood when he saw N safe and alive. “N, did Anthea and Concordia came with you here to Galar?” I asked

“I tried to convince them to come but they decided to stay in a safehouse from the Interpol there in Unova. Also, they wanted to watch over Rood since his health has turn a bit bad.” N said “Speaking of which, you’ve told me about your grandmother, and since she shares the same gift as you I...”

When he mentioned my grandmother, my stomach closed and I couldn’t eat anything more. When I looked away, N understood what happened and looked away too. “Sorry, I didn’t know it...”

“No, it’s okay...Is just...Don’t worry, okay? If you excuse me, I’ll go outside to see if Rose has send his workers”

“I’ll go with you if...” Piers started to say by I shook my head “Raikichi...”

“Don’t worry, ‘kay?” I said and after putting a jacket on me, I called Glaceon and we exited the house.

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I sighed and I looked at N, who looked even guilty after seeing Raikichi exiting the house. Part of me was a bit angry with him for not being more careful but, in fact, he didn’t know about Raikichi’s grandmother, and I understood her reasons to not tell anyone more than her relatives about her grandmother, despite of N being a friend, but I understood why. N, like me, worried a lot about her, and knowing that the last time they had seen each other had been years ago could make things a bit complicated. Raikichi told me once that he didn’t want to keep a lot in touch with N once she left Unova cause she wanted to protect him, knowing that some people in the International Police would still see N as a criminal despite of the proofs that showed that he had been manipulated, so I couldn’t blame her afterall. That’s the Raikichi I knew, the woman I was going to marry with, someone that worries about Pokemon and people.

“Sorry, it’s all my fault” N finally said “I didn’t know that her grandmother died and I said those words with that emotion thinking that I could meet her that I didn’t think...”

“Don’t blame yoruself, N” I said retiring the plates “Raikichi was and still is very reserved with her grandmother’s death. And not all of our friends know about it, despite of that happening some time ago. The ones that know about her grandmother’s death are me, my sister, Raikichi’s family-her parents and uncles-, Lance, and three Gym Leaders from Galar that are our closest friends”

“But I’m also a friend of hers, why...Oh”

“She told me once that the reasons she had to cut all communication with you was to protect you, not only from the Team Plasma members that could have escaped from justice but also from some members of the Interpol that still think that you are...”

“A criminal”

“But you weren’t. The only criminal was Ghetsis, not you”

“It’s easy to say, but I still hide from curious people...”

“In that we are similar” I said as I offered him a jacket once we washed the dishes cause we were going outside “I grew up here, with very few resources, and when I was a kid and my sister was a baby, my parents were gone. I raised Marnie alone and then, after participating in the Gym Challenge, I made my way to became the Gym Leader of Spikemuth and also, I became a singer, so I could bring money to the town and to my family. My past made me being away from others, trying to avoid being with others”

“But then, Raikichi arrived and changed your point of viewing things, right?” he asked

“She did” I replied with a chuckle “And that also helped her to see that now, she can have a quiet life without worrying about the Interpol and...”

But then, we heard some yells that interrupted our talk, and with confusion, we went to see what was going on. In the middle of the crowd there was a pair of little kids-probably they were four years old- and over them, stopped at time with Pyschic, were some fragments from the damage ceiling.

“Umbreon, Raichu, Delphox, Meowstic, Rapidash, keep using Psychic!” I heard Raikichi said as she helped the kids getting out of the danger. N and me quickly ran to help her but Zoroark and Luxray stopped us. Then, my gaze and Raikichi’s met and when she nodded, her Pokemon allowed us to help her. We took the kids out of the dangerous place as Raikichi guided her Pokemon to put the ceiling fragments in one of the work containers that Macro Cosmos Construction brought just after Rose left the town.

After that, Raikichi called all her Pokemon to their Pokeballs except Glaceon and went to check on the kids. “You’re not hurt, right?” she asked and the kids shook their heads “Good. I’m sure your mother is very worried right now. Next time ask for help before running away, okay?” she said as Glaceon gave them the Impidimp she was picking on her mouth. “You have to be more careful whith your little friend. Now, go with your parents”

Both kids nodded and ran to reunite with their parents together with their Impidimp. I approached my fiancée and I made sure she wasn’t hurted. “Don’t worry, I’m fine” she said

“What happened?” N asked

“Their Impidimp ran away after doing getting scared by the thunders and the kids ran after him, with the bad luck that a thunderbolt hitted the ceiling again, making those fragments to fall. Luckily, I was able to act at time and nobody got hurted”

“That’s good” I said with a sigh of relief “Dammit, I hope Rose acts quickly and send those workers as soon as possible”

Raikichi nodded, but then, she looked to N, who exited the town using the second entrance that the town had. “I’ll follow him. Can you deal with things here well?” she asked

“Don’t worry, babe. Go, and be careful, ‘kay?”

She nodded and left the place, followed by Glaceon.

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“N!! Wait!!” I said calling him as Glaceon and me ran after him

We kept running until we were able to reach him when he stopped when he arrived at the Wild Area. Both me and Glaceon panted a bit due the long running but once we recovered our breath, we approached him. “N, you shouldn’t tun away like that

“But I know how to make this storm to stop”

“C’mon, is a weather thing” I said “This type of storms are normal...Wait, are you planning...?”

“I will ask Zekrom to take all the electricity from those dark clouds in ordert to get those clouds ride off that amount of electricity, that would make things easier and maybe, the thunderstorm will be less hard and...”

“N, listen, that won’t do anything. What if Zekrom can’t hold all that electricity? That would be worst”

“But...”

“Is not your fault that the thunderstorm got worst. It was an accident since Zekrom didn’t do it without intention” I said before sighing “The weather will get better during these days, so don’t worry. If you want to blame someone, blame Rose for not helping the people of Spikemuth. Maybe you don’t know, but all the towns and cities in Galar have Power Spots, even in the Wild Area, but not Spikemuth. Spikemuth can have its own Power Spot with the proper work, but Rose only wants to destroy the town and rebuilt it near a Power Spot cause according to him, is the only way, but it isn’t. That’s why Piers is always arguing with Rose, cause as Gym Leader he is, he isn’t going to allow Rose to destroy the houses of the people that are under his care”

“I know but...” N started to say but he stopped when I put my hand on his arm

“N, please...During all these years since the last time we’ve seen, you’ve carrying with the guilt of your acts...And now I see that you’re still carrying it despite all you did to help us againts Ghetsis”

“Cause my fault, you got wounded multiple times” N said “When you helped me to arrive safe to the safehouse provided by the Interpol...During all that journey you get wounded a lot of times...And then, when we battled againts Team Plasma...”

N put his knees on the ground, tears of anger and sadness on his eyes as he clentched his fists so tight that his knuckles turned white. “And then, I hurted you again when I said that about meeting your grandmother without...”

“Hey, hey, stop there” I said, kneeling in front of him and putting my hands on his shoulders “You didn’t know that my grandmother was death, so it wasn’t your fault”

“But I should have been more careful!”

“By the love and the sake of Arceus, N, look at me” I said, and he looked at me “It wasn’t your fault. Not everyone knows about my grandmother’s death...And please, stop blaming yourself about the wounds I’ve got during the time I was scorting you or when we fought againts Team Plasma. Those weren’t the first wounds I’ve got...”

“But the first that put you on the edge of death...And it was...”

“Stop it. Don’t say it again. You’re not guilty for Ghetsis’ acts...You’re not his puppet anymore, you’re yourself, so please, stop blaming at yourself...You’ve been carrying with that guilt for years and it’s time to get ride off it”

“I will try...But you should try too as well”

“Uh?”

“You’re trying to hide it, but in the deepest of you, there is a feeling of guilty, right?”

And damn again, he was right. When I battled againts those evil teams, something inside me made me always feel guilty of not being the enough fast to stop them or the enough quick to convince them to change their minds; the last time I’d tried it it was near of taking my life in Kalos. “You’re right...We have our own inner demons that we have to fight...”

“Then we won’t give up until we defeat them” N said as we stood up.

I nodded and then, we went back to Spikemuth, just in time cause workers from Macro Cosmos Construction arrived and they started to work as soon as they arrived. “Finally you’ve arrived” I said “We have another problem apart of the hole in the ceiling. We need to make that part more estable and I hope that you will do a very good work”

“Yes, ma’am!” they said and then, they started to work

With a sigh, we decided to join Piers who was speaking with Nurse Joy. When he saw me, my fiancée ran to hug me and peppered my face with kisses, making me chuckle and blush before telling us that the Pokemon affected by the storm that lived near Spikemuth were recovering pretty well, but something was making Piers feel worried. “Babe?”

“Uh? Oh, don’t worry, I’m okay”

“Maybe some training will help you to distract a bit” I said and then, I looked at N “I know that since you stopped being Ghetsis’ puppet you also stopped being a Pokemon trainer, but what do you think about watching us training?”

“That would be nice” N said and together, we went to the Dark Type Gym.

There, Piers and me trained with the Gym trainers, working on the most important points thay needed to work if they want to have a chance against Fairy and Fight type Pokemon and moves. I didn’t need to look at N to know that he was amazed at the bond that Piers, me and the Gym trainers shared with all of our Pokemon, and jugding for how he started to cheer us, I knew he was enjoying watching that bond.

Night arrived and we decided to stop training. We went to see how the workers were doing and I got amazed of how quick they were going, and also, I got surprised that they were doing their work with the best quality. After that, we went to Piers’ house and we convinced N to stay at least that night with us. We prepared some dinner for us and for our Pokemon and after that, Piers gave some blankets to N and he helped him to prepare the couch since N was going to sleep there. Piers was the first on going to sleep; he was really tired. N tried to stay awake a bit more cause he found himself curious about my research aboyt Galarian history, but he ended falling asleep and then, after saving my progress with the report, I closed my laptop and I went to Piers’ room to sleep.

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I woke up after feeling a cold breeze entering from the window, and when I realized what was it-it was midnight- I yawned and tried to go back to sleep, until I saw that the window was opened and I didn’t remember opening the window before going to sleep. Confused but curious at the same time, I put my glasses on and using the light from my Rotom Phone I discovered some scratches on the window that told me that a Pokemon opened it from the inside, and then, I found some black and white fur and I gasped.

“Babe?” Piers asked half asleep as he yawned “Do you know what time is it?”

“Sango is gone”

“Wait, what?”

“Sango is gone” I repeated as I put my hoodie over my sleeping clothes before putting my shoes on “It looks that she opened the window and made her way outside”

“Dammit” Piers said putting a jacked over his sleeping clothes and putting his shoes on “Tell me, was she behaving strange these last days?”

“Yeah, these days was...Don’t tell me that Galarian Linoone also goes to places far away when they feel that they are ready to evolve”

“Yes, specially at night. Galarian Linoone only evolves into Obstagoon during night”

“Then, we should be quick” I said exiting the room “I’m afraid to encounter again more furtives if Sango has gone to the Wild Area

“What’s going on?” N asked, aywning again

“Raikichi’s Galarian Linoone is gone and we think she has done that cause she is ready to go” Piers said as we exited the house, followed by N

“Then let me help you to find her”

“N, listen, I really appreciate your help but I don’t know if Sango is in the Wild Area,l and if she is there, I’m sure there are going to be furtives cause I always find them there and since you don’t have any Pokemon...”

“Maybe I’m not a Trainer anymore, but I can fight” N said “You’ve taught me some moves, remember?”

“And what if we encounter with one of their elite groups? How are you going to fight with people that can calculate all your moves? N, I know what is fighting againts an elite group of furtives and believe me that it isn’t easy, believe me”

“But I can help you!”

“How do you want to help us againts an elite group of furtives when I was near of dying fighting them two weeks ago?” I said, a bit angry but also worried, and when I saw that my words shocked N, I sighed “Please, N, I don’t want you to get hurt”

“Then let me help you” he insisted “If we encounter furtives, I can...”

“Distract them alone? What part of ‘I don’t want to put your life in danger’ you don’t understand?”

“And why you don’t want to understand that I really want to help you to find your lost Pokemon?”

“N, for Arceus’ sake...”

“Is my way of paying the debt I owe you for saving my life back in Unova”

I looked at Piers and my fiancée looked at me before nodding. I sighed and then, I shook my head. “Alright, alright, you win, but if we see that the danger is very big, you will promise us to go to a safe place”

“I promise” N said

I nodded and then, we followed the track left by Sango. Glaceon and Lycanroc were really good following tracks, specially Glaceon, since it was a part of the training we recieved during the training with the International Police. As I feared, the track guided us to the Wild Area. We arrived at Hammerlock Hills, and there, Glaceon and Lycanroc tried to keep following the track. Luckily for us, the night sky was cleared and the moon was showing its bright side. “Honchkrow, it’s your turn to help us!” Piers said calling his Pokemon out of his Pokeball “Help su to find Sango from the air”

Honchkrow chirped and took flight to help us find Sango from the air while me, Piers and N followed Glaceon and Lycanroc, who catched Sango’s track again. And there she was, fighting againts a Pangoro, and judging for the moves her opponent was performing, it was clear that it was from a trainer. “Sango!!” I said, running to approach her with Glaceon and Lycanroc before noticing that Sango was protecting a group of Galarian Zigdagoon from that trainer. “Leave these Pokemon alone!”

“Oh, c’mon, from all the people in the world, and it has to be the World Champion who ruins my day”

“So you’re a furtive” I growled and then, I told Lycanroc to go at N’s side to protect him while Piers called his Obstagoon out when they saw that there were more furtives. “Glaceon, let’s make...” I started to say but Sango growled, her fur so bristly that she was telling me that she wanted to keep fighting. “Alright then. Sango, use Rain Dance!”

As Sango performed the moved, the furtives tried to seek refuge but were stopped by Piers and N. “Now, Sango, use Thunderbolt!!”

The move hitted the Pangoro and then, Sango started to bright. She was evolving and when the evolution finished, she roared now as an Obstagoon. “This isn’t over!” the furtive said “Pangoro, use Fire Punch!”

But Sango then used a move that I knew very well cause I’d seen Piers’ Obstagoon using it. She used Obstruct to stop the move and then, she grabbed Pangoro and when she looked at me, I nodded. “Sango, use Thunderbolt!!” and Sango’s move, powered by the Rain Dance, knocked out Pangoro. “You did it!!” I said hugging my recently evolved Obstagoon. Glaceon joined us to celebrate it, but then, something made us be in alert. I approached Piers and N to help them, but they managed to deal with the other furtives and when the furtives ran away, I called Lycanroc back to his Pokeball while Piers’ Obstagoon greeted Sango, licking her face.

“Sango finally evolved” Piers said hugging me after making sure that I wasn’t wounded “And you aren’t wounded...That’s good...Also, N worked very well with your Lycanroc”

“Lycanroc knew what he has to do, so it was easy to work with him” N said “We should follow them”

“No, let the Police from Hammerlock take care of them” I replied “I send a mesagge to Raihan, so now we can go back to Spikemuth”

I yawned and called back Sango back to her Pokeball and then, we took a Flying Taxi and returned to Spikemuth. We quickly entered on Piers’ house and after making sure that our Pokemon were alright, we went back to sleep.

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Days passed and the thunderstorm and the bad weather started to calm down until it stopped raining. The workers that Rose sent to repair the broken ceiling in Spikemuth were near of finishing their work, and it was time to see if they were doing a good work.

“M-Ma’am” one of them said when he saw me “W-We didn’t expect you at this hour”

“I wanted to see by my own your work” I replied and then, I smiled “Don’t be nervous, I don’t bite”

“W-We know but since...”

“Oh, I see” I said and then, I sighed “Listen, I’m not Rose, okay? I’m really impressed that you have made a big progress with the repairing in these few days but I don’t want that the pressure that Rose is putting on you makes your work being of bad quality, so since today, I want you to work relaxed, ‘kay? Now, let’s see the progress”

The workers sighed in relief and showed me how they did their work until today that I decided to see how they were going. Despite of being under pressure, they were doing a really great work, and the quality of the materials was also good. “If everything goes this good, we’ll be finishing the repairing in few days”

“Perfect, just in time to recieve the Gym Challengers that will arrive to battle Piers” I said and then, I greeted Nurse Joy who came with warm food and drinks for the workers “Here, you deserve it. Now, if you excuse me, I have things to do”

After saying goodbye to the workers and to Nurse Joy, I went to check on Piers. He was at the Gym, talking with N as my fiancée groomed his Pokemon. “The repairing is progressing very well. In few days and if there aren’t any complications, the ceiling will be completly repaired” I said after greeting my fiancée with a kiss

“That’s good” Piers said letting out a big sigh “I was talking with N about how is the Pokemon League here in Galar”

“I find it quite interesting, if I’m honest” N said and then, my Rotom Phone sounded “What’s it?”

“Oh, the confirmation of my opponent for my second official match” I said smirking as I replied the message

“What Champion did accept your challenge this time, babe?” Piers asked

“Hoenn Champion, Steven Stone” I replied as we went for a walk “He specializes in Steel type Pokemon and his ace Pokemon is a Metragoss that can Mega evolve”

“Metagross is Stell type, but also, is Psychic type” N said “What Pokemon are you going to use?”

“Ahhh, it’s a surprise~~” I said and Piers chuckled “The match will be after you battle the challengers for your Gym Badge, so I have plenty of time. Now, let’s keep training!”

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More days passed and the repairing of the ceiling that covered Spikemuth was completed. The workers did a very good work, and that made Piers feel more relaxed. Also, today was the day when he was starting recieving challengers, so that put him on his nerves, specially when he knew that I had to deal with some Teal Yell grunts that shuted the entrance to the town down cause they only wanted Marnie to win and I had to tell them not to do that.

“You have a good hand with them” N commented as we went to the VIP place of the Gym “Where’s Piers?”

“I know where he is, wait here” I said and N nodded

As I thought, Piers was still in his locker room, trying to relax, and when he heard me entering, he jumped a bit startled. “Sorry, I didn’t want to scare you” I said locking the door once I entered and going to hug him “Are you okay?”

“I...I don’t know” he said “I’m nervous, but I’ve never felt this nervous before...”

“It’s normal since Marnie will be here to challenge you...” I said and then, I smirked and put him againts the wall “We have a bit more time before you go there and start to battle the challengers, so let me help you to get relaxed”

“Raikichi, in what are you...” he tried to ask but a moan interrupted him when I started to stroke his bulge, noticing how quickly it got hard. As I kissed his neck, my hand kept stroking his hard bulge “B-babe, what if someone...”

“Don’t worry, I locked the door when I entered” I said and then, I kissed his lips “Now let me help ya~~”

I knelt down and after managing to pulling his pants and underwear down, I grabbed his hard cock and started to suck it, first the the tipi and then, the rest. Piers moaned as his hands pulled my hair softly as I kept sucking his lenght. “Oh, Raikichi, please, don’t stop...” he said between moans and of course, I kept sucking him until he came with a low groan “That...was...” he tried to say as he held to the wall for some balance while I stood up and after swallowing his cum and getting myself clean, I helped him to get clean and once he recovered his breath, he put his underwear and pants on while I picked a pair of fresh water bottles, one for me and the other for him. “Thank you, babe” Piers said hugging me.

“Do you feel better?” I asked

“Yeah...I feel relaxed and with all my batteries charged” he said before kissing me “Thank you, my love...”

“You don’t have to thank me, ya know” I replied and then, we looked at the time in our phones “It’s time. I’ll be in the VIP part of the Gym with N cheering you up”

“I will give everything in the battles. For you, my Queen”

“It’s time to rock’em all, my King”

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Of all the battles Piers had that day, he only lost five, and of course, after battle in a single day againts eleven trainers, he got exhausted, but he had to keep up, cause the next days he had to battle with more trainers. From our place at the WIP terrace, N and me watched all his matches, and I couldn’t help but worry aboyt Piers’ health during the battles. Maybe on his Gym, Dynamax wasn’t used, but anyone was exempt of recieving damage. In one of those battles, one of the moves from the Pokemon of one of the trainers got out of control and Piers got a bit of damage, but sometimes, the danger could come for other places, like when I had to interjece between Piers and an angry trainer that didn’t want to accept his defeat and when he was going to order his Pokemon to attack Piers, I jumped and put myself between Piers and the challenger, telling the boy that he would be out of the Tournament due his acts. After that, I didn’t have another option that ask Team Yell grunts to keep an eye as well. N also offered to help, but I convinced him not to do it once I made sure that everything was under control.

That day, at night, Piers was acting quiet strange. I noticed it quickly when he went to his room as soon as we arrived to his house. He was still affected by the incident he had with that challenger, and it was very painful to see him like that.

“I’ll be in the Pokemon Center” N said “If you need help...”

True. N decided to stay at night at the Pokemon Center after spending that night in Piers’ house cause he didn’t want to disturbe us. “Thanks, N...Sorry that you’ve seen that...”

N shook his head and put a hand on my shoulder. “Don’t worry. Now Piers needs you”

I nodded and when N left the house, I entered at Piers’ room, only to find him sitting on a corner, crying, with his head leant on his knees and his hands grabbing his hair very tight. I quickly rushed at his side and knelt down in front of him. “Piers, it’s me...” I said grabbing his wristles softly. At first, he resisted a bit, but when he recognized my voice, he allowed me to pull down his arms and then, I made him look at me. His makeup was ruined by his tears and after doubting a bit, he quickly hugged me, sobbing. “Hey...I’m here, my love...”

“That boy was right...” he started to say when he calmed down and he allowed me to help him to be on his feet in order to take him to the bed, sitting down on the soft bed “I’m...”

“Don’t say that your weak cause you’re not that. You’re the seventh Gym Leader in Galar Pokemon League and your strenght is a proof of that. The decision of putting myself between me and that challenger was only mine cause I wasn’t going to allow that behaviour in an official tournament. I wasn’t only doing my job as World Champion, but also I was avoiding you of getting hurt”

“But what if you...”

“You saw that when I said to him who I was and the consequences he would suffered due this acts were enough to made him back off”

“But Rose doesn’t give a fuck about me or about Spikemuth. He will allow that boy to be in the League despite of...”

“No when the World Champion has given order to kick that boy out of the League” I replied “Doing what he did is againts the Pokemon league principles, in this region and in the rest of regions, so if Rose wants to be free of problems, he will have to accept my words and putting that boy out of competition”

“Raikichi...”

“Listen, all these days you have been put under a big preassure, and I can’t help but worry about your health. Since tomorrow is the last day of battles, I ask you to take the night free of training. You need rest”

Piers stood in silence before nodding and hugging me. “Thanks, babe...” he said “I’m really lucky having you at my side”

“Now lay down on bed while I prepare you a warm bath” I said and he nodded, laying down on the bed as I went to prepare the bath. Then, I checked Piers’ Pokemon. They were exhausted for all those battles, like PIers. With a sigh, I told Glaceon to go to the Pokemon Center, and some minutes later, she returned with N following her. “Help me with these buddies” I said closing the main door.

“How’s Piers?” N said as we treated the injuries that the Pokemon got from the battles

“Exhausted...And tired of everything”

“I think I don’t understand...”

“Since he became Gym Leader of Spikemuth, he has been trying EVERYTHING to help his town, but he always got rejected by Rose when he asked him for help...So slowly, Spikemuth started to see its population decreasing, and Piers started to feel guilty about that...Of course, that affected him a lot. The other Gyms have security provided by Macro Cosmos, but as you could see today, Spikemuth doesn’t have it cause Rose doesn’t care about Spikemuth”

“That’s why you decided to interjece” N said and when I nodded, he sighed

“Rose hids something, and it’s curious that always I get on a fight with the furtives, he and his filthy secretary appear...But let’s not talk about that right now. These buddies need us” I said, chuckling when Obstagoon licked my face.

Then, I heard Piers’ room door opening, so I stood up and went with him to the bathroom as N stayed with the Pokemon. I closed the bathroom’s door and while Piers got naked, I called my Leafeon out of his Pokeball. Once, my fiancée got naked, he looked at me and I nodded, getting naked as well, but this time, I sat behind him once we entered in the bathub, enjoying the warm water.

“Glaceon, use Heal Bell. Leafeon, use Aromatherapy, but low and long” I said and both Pokemon used both moves, helping Piers to relax “That’s it...” I added and then I started to wash his hair and body, giving him a massage and noticing how tense he was “Easy there, love”

“Mmmhhh...I like this...” he murmured, his eyes closed as I gave him the massage, but then, he opened them when he heard me singing. It was a song from his, and it tooked him by surprise cause he smiled and then, he joined me in the song “You really know my songs, don’t ya?”

“Cause I love them, like I love you” I replied and he giggled

We stayed in the bathtub the enough until I felt that Piers was feeling better. I told Glaceon and Leafeon to stop their moves as Piers and me went out of the water, and after we got dried and dressed with our sleeping clothes, we went to the kitchen, only to find N preparing some dinner. “I thought you wanted to eat something and cause you were with him, I decided to prepare some dinner”

“Thank you, N” Piers said, checking on his Pokemon “I see that you also took care of my buddies”

“Raikichi called me for some help, so I came here to help”

“Now I know why Raikichi considers you a good friend” my fiancée said and I chuckled as we had dinner

After dinner, N decided to return to the Pokemon Center. He didn’t want to disturb us, and after thanking him for his help, he exited the house. Then, Piers and me went to our shared room, and it didn’t take us very long to sleep under the covers.

“Tomorrow is the day...” he said with a yawn “Tomorrow I’ll battle againts Marnie...”

“And againts more trainers, but remember, I’ll be there cheering you up”

“I know...Thanks for not letting me going even more down...”

“Piers, listen to me” I said, cupping his cheeks on my hands “I promised to be there for you, right? We both promised each other to be at the other’s side for everything...So don’t worry, ‘kay?”

He nodded and I kissed him, letting him to put his head on my chest, and slowly, he got even more relaxed before falling asleep, followed by me minutes after he fell asleep.

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The next day, Piers was with his batteries full charged and was ready to face the last challengers. From this last bunch of trainers, he only lost three times, so Marnie, Gloria and Hop won their Dark Badge, but not after having hard battles againts Piers; even Marnie’s Grimmsnarl, that apart of being Dark type was also Dairy type, had difficults to beat Piers’ Pokemon. And then, the battles were over. I greeted the three trainers and after having a talk with Piers, the three of them left to the Pokemon Center while Piers and me went for a walk on the outskirts of the city.

“It looks like taking all the night free helped you a lot” I said as we walked side by side, holding hands, under the starry sky

“Yeah...And you helped me a lot too, Raikichi...This starry night reminds me the night when I asked you to marry me...” he replied as he made me turn in order to hug me “I can’t express how happy makes me the idea of marrying you...”

“I can say the same...Even if we have arguments...Our bond grows stronger...Like our love...And...”

“And?”

“And of course, when the day comes, we’ll be ready to bring a child to this world”

That made him smile as we returned to Spikemuth, walking under the starry sky while we talked about our plans for the future. Now, for a long time, I could say this. I felt loved, safe...I felt like home.

#piers x oc #Piers #kabu #gordie #n pokemon #raikichi pkmn #pokemon OC #pokemon sword and shield #a song to heal a tired soul

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