Genuinely gonna cry cause I saw the most disgusting thing ( literally what’s new I get new traumas at least once a day LMAO )

megaphone and morning duties

pairing: Bakugou Katsuki, the 1A class

synopsis: What happens when you place Bakugou Katsuki on morning duties.

tw: crack, absolute crack, this was funny in my head, Bakugou being a complete menace to 1A and Aizawa, please don’t take this seriously, curse words because its Bakugou duh, cursing Izuku *cue Bakugou’s shock pikachu face*, this is a mess but I love it

w.c : 1.3k

a/n: Halu, so I thought of this head canon last week and I can’t help giggling to myself because its so funny hehehe. Also, I wanted to try out writing comedy and I honestly hope the comedy reaches? Anyway! Have fun reading and thank you so much for reading!

No cause like imagine, Bakugou Katsuki is selected for morning duties. The 1A class decided to discussed it among each other on tasks they should do around the dorms, like who make breakfast, or dinner, stuff like that. They without any deeper, and critical thinking chose Bakugou to do morning duties; which mainly consist of making breakfast. The reason for choosing him? Because Bakugou is a grandpa who sleeps early therefore he must wake up early every day, and they were not wrong, he does, wake up early.

It was the day after the decision, it was Bakugou’s turn to make breakfast and everyone was sound asleep, Kaminari and Kirishima dreaming of how tasty Bakugou’s cooking will be since they knew he makes good food. It was 6 in the morning, class starts at 8 and most of the time, the 1A class wakes up earliest at 7, yet Bakugou is awake at 6 in the morning. That’s alright really, but oh was Bakugou full of surprises.

It was 6 in the goddamn morning when the whole 1A class were woken up by the sound of a loud, obnoxious siren. Sero was slamming his hand on his phone, trying to turn off the alarm but weirdly, it’s not his alarm and Midoriya? You bet bro raise from his bed like a corpse, like bro went zoop and he’s now sitting straight on his bed, eyes wide and red, cursing under his breath because who the fuck and what the fuck???

That who and what is Bakugou fucking Katsuki, the one they chose for morning duties. Bakugou was sporting his infamous glare, cursing loudly at lazy ass worms won’t wake up early, cause yeah, everyone wakes up at 6 in the morning.

It took Iida, and Momo 30 seconds to realize that maybe, that siren is an emergency siren and U.A is attacked once again. Iida and Momo were quick to wake everyone up and after a few minutes, Bakugou could hear everyone rushing down to assemble at the front yard, yet lo and behold, it was Bakugou Katsuki with a grin on his face, and the blaring siren from the megaphone on his hand. Everyone was puzzled on why the fuck is Bakugou Katsuki is grinning like an idiot in front of them while blasting the annoying siren. Iida, and Momo sigh in relief because U.A is not in danger, Midoriya and Todoroki could feel deep annoyance towards Bakugou while Kaminari and Mina were angry at the fact that they rushed down just to see Bakugou’s shit eating grin.

Bakugou pull up the megaphone and turn off the siren as he changes it to voice amplification, aligning the megaphone to his mouth, he says.

“GOOD MORNING EXTRAS”. Now everyone and the teachers can definitely hear Bakugou’s loud ass voice as groans and grumbles could be heard from the crowd. Tokoyami decided to just sleep on the floor while Tsuyu was trying her best to stay awake while holding onto a wide eyed Uraraka, because ooohhh Uraraka boutta send this menace to the goddamn space. Bakugou, seeing his tired and sleepy classmates got irritated because how dare they get tired at 6 in the goddamn morning.

“WAKE THE FUCK UP ALREADY! EARLY BIRDS GET THE BREAD!”. Bakugou screams which made most of them flinched while some decided to trudge back to their respective rooms.

“Don’t you dare go back to sleep!”. Bakugou said firmly which stopped those who were going back to their room. “Since I am on morning duty, you guys follow my rules”.  Bakugou said with a puff of his chest.

“Bro I really need this sleep bro. You knew I slept late last night, I told you I was gonna game with the gang.” Kirishima states in his deep morning voice. Sero, Mina and Jirou nodded along, agreeing because they all stayed up late playing some Valorant.

Bakugou then stare at them with a bored look, as he shrugged and stretch his body, jogging a bit in place. The class then watch Bakugou walked over to the door and with a slight glance to them he announces. “Guess that’s why I stay winning and stronger, while you lazy bums get cozy and shit in the comfort of your bed. Good fucking bye losers.” Bakugou then, silently slip out the dorms and went on with his jogs.

You see everyone and their mothers know how strong Bakugou is and though many don’t admit it the same way Midoriya did, they acknowledge him in silence and wonders on how he did it. Now Bakugou is really showcasing the extent of his hard work, that its not just talent and grit. Looking at how hard Bakugou is working grinds the gears of the 1A students and now, they all shuffle away to their rooms, and went back down wearing their sports attire.

All off a sudden, at 6.30 in the morning, the Heights Alliance could hear the march, actually jogs of the 1A class along with Kirishima yelling encouraging words like, we can do this guys! This is the manly ways of heroes! Everything was going well until a certain teacher heard the ruckus his class are making at 6.30 in the morning. Before they know it, Iida who was revving his engines because Todoroki decides to challenge him to a race, were apprehended by Aizawa.

“And what the hell are you kids doing at 6.30 in the morning?”. Aizawa say with a booming voice, eyes dangerously red. Iida, the restricted class president explained that Bakugou motivated them to train early in the morning and he believes that what he’s doing is a good drive for the class. Aizawa slowly close his eyes and inhale copious amount of air, trying to make sure not to whoop each of their asses. Aizawa open his eyes again but this time he activated his quirk while talking in a very low voice, a very, intimidating low voice.

“Listen here, you guys can train all you want but don’t be so goddamn loud at 6.30 in the morning. If I hear another peep from any of you and a complain from anyone, each of you will receive punishment and you.wont.like.it”. Everyone sucked their lips inside and nodded curtly, as they slowly jog away, making sure not to make any more noise.

After they finish their so-called morning training, surprisingly feeling much more energetic than they were before, now the 1A class were eager at what kind of breakfast Bakugou will be making. Since they started off late for the morning training and were also apprehended by Aizawa, Bakugou had ample time to make the breakfast.

Bro were wearing his special “Boom Bitch” apron along with his black hairband. Honestly, no one would be sure to place someone on cooking duties when their apron says “Boom Bitch” but its Bakugou Katsuki and the only thing he have blown are people’s head. Upon seeing Bakugou in his most domestic look ever, Kaminari of course, took pictures of him for keepsake he says but really he’s probably going to sell it to Bakugou’s rabid fans, yes, even his fans are menaces like him.

“MAKE SURE YOU WASH YOUR FILTHY HANDS BEFORE TOUCHING ANYTHING, OR I’LL BLAST YOUR ABILITIES TO EAT”. Bakugou announces and a ‘yes bakugou’ and ‘okay kacchan’ can be heard. Now you can see the 1A class members lining up at the sink, one by one washing their hands like obedient kids. Bakugou then serve them the breakfast he was cooking and it was indeed, as scrumptious as Kirishima and Kaminari dreamt off.

“Bro you’re really good at cooking what the hell!”. Kirishima compliments as Bakugou replies while filling Kirishima’s plate for seconds.

“Don’t talk while eating you disgusting spiky hair!”.

And that was the story of how the 1A class realized how much critical thinking is needed when it comes to making the duties schedule because after that day called “Bakugou’s Hell Morning”, the whole class agrees that they will never put Bakugou on morning duties, ever.

Hi, I recently rejoined the fandom and I wanted to let you know your blog has given me immense btr comfort. Thank you for the BTR chaos! I've always wanted to reach out but I'm shy so I'm hiding behind anonymous lol

oooh heya hello welcome back and i really hope you enjoy your stay!!! *gives u warm hugs and lots of free cookies* it's always such a joy to see rushers both new and old rekindling their love for this amazing boymanband, we're all here for it ～(つˆДˆ)つ｡☆

but pls not me doing the shocked pikachu face but with extra tears™ bc i cannot comprehend the fact that my silly blog gives anyone comfort like??? this is like a concentrated hub for pure emotional distress??? and "btr chaos" is a such a gentle way of putting the truly unhinged going-ons in here hahaha 😂 but seriously, thank you so much and also pls pls pls feel free to have a chat with me if you ever feel like it! (fair warning: however you'll run the risk of having to put up with my slow rambling awkwardness. exhibit a, this .-.) tbh getting to interact with other rushers is genuinely the best part of running this blog for me, it wouldn't be as fun otherwise and i couldn't do it without you guys. all of you are infinitely cooler than this moron grandpa mf goofball of a hooman being and i'll never not get excited hearing from everyone bc your messages, asks, tags etc. mean the world to me <3

ayt that's enough from me before i cause more btr turmoil muehee ( ‵▽′)ψ thank you again for being such a darling but also i'm suing u for melting me into a squeeing goop /j i really hope you have a wonderful day (bc you certainly made mine :'>), stay hydrated and stream dale pa' ya for self-care, and ily!!! 💕

Black Skinhead

Lots of people talking about how Kanye is playing 4D chess right now, that he's "freeing his soul" and all of this is planned. Now, I'm not going to say that it isn't. I've never known someone so focused on their craft to be this sloppy. Mans said he wanted to change rap, he did that. Mans said he wanted to change fashion, he did. Mans said he wanted to get out of his contracts, he did. How he did that last one is what everyone is baling on this cat over. If we give the dude the pass on the antisemitic sh*t, just for argument, what's left is a whole ass hypocrite. This man is out here spitting in the faces of the people who got him where he is, black folks, and his die-hards are eating this sh*t up. Why? Bro, i love Kanye. I do. Those first five albums are classics. Through the Wire and Mr. Brightside got me back into music after MTV burned me out. Dude put Cudi, my personal favorite rapper, on. 808s and Heartbreaks, for better or worse, has informed and ENTIRE generation of rappers. One could argue that album is just Ye doing his best impression of Cudi but i digress. Mans has wrote hit after hit. Those Red Octobers are some of the dopest shoes ever made! And then this goofy motherf*cker decides to never take his meds again, throw on a MAGA hat, and hang out with Candace Owens while wearing a White Lives Matter shirt? Word? What the f*ck would his mom say about this? What the f*ck would his grandpa say about this? You just gonna spit in the face of THEIR struggle? You just going to disrespect the fight they put up? You are the direct descendant, literally a single generation removed, from the civil rights struggle. Your ma was arrested for a sit in. She pushed education as the key to success. Ye can't possibly be a stupid man. There has to be some semblance of calculation on his part, sure, but this behavior is trivializing literally the entire struggle your mom went through. Why? Because you want to get out of some contracts that made you an actual billionaire? Now we can circle back around to the antisemitic sh*t. What the f*ck? Death Con three? Really? Goading Adidas with the whole un-droppable thing? Bro, do you know Adidas was founded by a whole ass Nazi? AA ton of those businesses were. You can't get on a podcast, say out loud hoe you can be as anti-jew as you want and the company with actual skin in the Nazi won't drop you, and then shocked Pikachu when they drop you. Again, there may be some truth in all of this being performative nonsense in order to get out of the contracts he had already signed but nah. Kaye is having a bad time right now. He is, very publicly, having and emotional and mental breakdown. Dude refuses to take his meds and the people he ha around him, whoever is left, are not helping this man even his sh*t out. Kanye is not a genius. He is not playing the system against itself. He's sick and easily manipulated because dude is not in his right mind. Candace Owens has sold this man the worthless Fed honey trap, Parler, immediately after pulling that stunt at Paris Fashion Week. Mans is drawing comparisons to Herschel Walker. Instead of being uplifted as the richest black man in the US. Actual antisemites are out here co-opting everything he's saying. It's frustrating to see because entangled in all of what hateful rhetoric he's spewing, there are gems of legitimate wisdom. The Jews were black. You should own your own sh*t. The industry is full of snakes. People who don't look like us, own all the sh*t made by us. These are truths never spoken out loud, truths that should be heard because they're not being taught, but who the f*ck is going to listen to anything a crazy n*gga say after getting on Twatter and proclaiming he going "death con three" on the Jews?

Black Skinhead

Lots of people talking about how Kanye is playing 4D chess right now, that he's "freeing his soul" and all of this is planned. Now, I'm not going to say that it isn't. I've never known someone so focused on their craft to be this sloppy. Mans said he wanted to change rap, he did that. Mans said he wanted to change fashion, he did. Mans said he wanted to get out of his contracts, he did. How he did that last one is what everyone is baling on this cat over. If we give the dude the pass on the antisemitic sh*t, just for argument, what's left is a whole ass hypocrite. This man is out here spitting in the faces of the people who got him where he is, black folks, and his die-hards are eating this sh*t up. Why? Bro, i love Kanye. I do. Those first five albums are classics. Through the Wire and Mr. Brightside got me back into music after MTV burned me out. Dude put Cudi, my personal favorite rapper, on. 808s and Heartbreaks, for better or worse, has informed and ENTIRE generation of rappers. One could argue that album is just Ye doing his best impression of Cudi but i digress. Mans has wrote hit after hit. Those Red Octobers are some of the dopest shoes ever made! And then this goofy motherf*cker decides to never take his meds again, throw on a MAGA hat, and hang out with Candace Owens while wearing a White Lives Matter shirt? Word? What the f*ck would his mom say about this? What the f*ck would his grandpa say about this? You just gonna spit in the face of THEIR struggle? You just going to disrespect the fight they put up? You are the direct descendant, literally a single generation removed, from the civil rights struggle. Your ma was arrested for a sit in. She pushed education as the key to success. Ye can't possibly be a stupid man. There has to be some semblance of calculation on his part, sure, but this behavior is trivializing literally the entire struggle your mom went through. Why? Because you want to get out of some contracts that made you an actual billionaire? Now we can circle back around to the antisemitic sh*t. What the f*ck? Death Con three? Really? Goading Adidas with the whole un-droppable thing? Bro, do you know Adidas was founded by a whole ass Nazi? AA ton of those businesses were. You can't get on a podcast, say out loud hoe you can be as anti-jew as you want and the company with actual skin in the Nazi won't drop you, and then shocked Pikachu when they drop you. Again, there may be some truth in all of this being performative nonsense in order to get out of the contracts he had already signed but nah. Kaye is having a bad time right now. He is, very publicly, having and emotional and mental breakdown. Dude refuses to take his meds and the people he ha around him, whoever is left, are not helping this man even his sh*t out. Kanye is not a genius. He is not playing the system against itself. He's sick and easily manipulated because dude is not in his right mind. Candace Owens has sold this man the worthless Fed honey trap, Parler, immediately after pulling that stunt at Paris Fashion Week. Mans is drawing comparisons to Herschel Walker. Instead of being uplifted as the richest black man in the US. Actual antisemites are out here co-opting everything he's saying. It's frustrating to see because entangled in all of what hateful rhetoric he's spewing, there are gems of legitimate wisdom. The Jews were black. You should own your own sh*t. The industry is full of snakes. People who don't look like us, own all the sh*t made by us. These are truths never spoken out loud, truths that should be heard because they're not being taught, but who the f*ck is going to listen to anything a crazy n*gga say after getting on Twatter and proclaiming he going "death con three" on the Jews?

Gale Reviews: ML Season 4 Episode 19: Simpleman/Simplificador

Spoilers below

(Live reaction/review)

Marinette’s babysitting and its absolute chaos. (Poor Kwami)

-Marinette really needs to chill. I thought she learned to just tell kids she likes a guy. Did Chrismaster mean NOTHING?

-This feels more like a season 2/3 episode, aside from all the kwami

-Marinette being a good friend and letting Alya have a date with Nino. (Which considering what happened in Rocketear, the boy needs)

-Oh NO! CHRIS! Welp that’s 4.

-I thought Lila was gonna be the designated babysitter? Well I guess she is busy not being involved which works for me.

-THOSE POOR KWAMI. ITS LIKE THAT SCENE IN TOY STORY 3

-The fear in Khlaaki’s eyes tho

-OH FLUFF! NOT FLUFF

-Marinette is not a fan of the PV. XD

-Oh snap, Adrien is calling!

-The kids don’t give af. They watching the cartoon

-Look at Marinette TRYING to be normal

Marinette, Honey. Sweetie. I love you dearly. But WHAT THE F*** IS WITH THAT OVER COMPLICATED PLAN?! You really need to simply that s***… OH. I get what the lesson of the day is gonna be

-Step 47 is a pigeon? STEP 42 IS A PIECE OF S***? Marinette what is this plan?

-The kids are just listening to this

-I do like the hand drawn shojo.

-Manon is like “Just give him this drawing.” Manon is my favorite

-THERE’S A CHOCOLATE FAIR!? I WANT TO GO! NO FAIR

-FEI REFERENCE!!!

-The grandpa is not happy about this.

-The grandpa went from not happy to offering to show them how to make a potato cannon. Amazing. I want to learn that

-Poor Grandpa. He is so confused. He doesn’t understand laptops

-Also I am assuming that the laptop has the movie downloaded, since there is NO WAY that guy has wifi

-Aww the kids are explaining the movie to him. Side note. HAWKMOTH IN 2D looks awesome

-He tried to use the video tape in the laptop which didn’t work.

-Adrien has heart eyes for her and I refuse to believe otherwise

-And Marinette got things complicated and ruined her chance to ask him out.

-Though Adrien seemed happy

-and tikki states the lesson

-Wait… is Marinette going to sabatoge him by ruining the wing so she could fix it again? Tikki pointing out its stupid

-Marinette blatantly deceiving a fisherman… (Shakes head in disappointment)

-And Hawkmoth slides into the grandpa’s DMs

-Hawkmoth… you are literally the prisoner of the past. Ya f***ing idiot

-DAMN! GRAMPA ROASTING HIS DUMB NAME! 10/10

-Shadowmoth had to keep it simple

-Grandpa doesn’t blame the kids. How do people not like this guy?

-I love the lame design. Its like mermaid man but French. Or like those old heroes from the powerpuff girls

-“IM GONNA MAKE EVERYTHING SIMPLE!”

-Shadowmoth (Shock pikachu face)

-Shadowmoth gets owned count now at 4

-Oh wow, Simpleman made it so everyone is a selfish idiot that only thinks of themselves and if something doesn’t work out for them then the other person or thing is wrong. He just made the world into Twitter… THAT’S F***ING TERRIFYING.

-OH NO THE HELICOPTER!!

-So was marinette not affected? She is still doing her fishing rod plan?

-NEVERMIND! SHE WAS

-…WAIT IS SHE GONNA TELL HIM?!

-And helicopter cock block

-Oh no. This akuma made marinette an idiot! This might be the most powerful and dangerous akuma Shadowmoth ever made

-Is it weird that I notice almost NO DIFFERENCE between simple Adrien and regular one (He is just more of a himbo)? Also Plagg is completely unaffected. I love him

-They are actually gonna go and fight shadowmoth directly. Ladybug called Chat noir’s idea a great idea… IM DEAD

-The kids realized everyone is a f***ing idiot now…. So like the usual show

- Simple Shadowmoth is AMAZING!

-OH NO! THEIR COMPLEX FIGHTING MOVES HAVE BEEN REDUCED TO SLAPSTICK

-OH NO! HE MADE THEM EVEN STUPIDER!

-I could make a cop joke but… nah low hanging fruit

-Super simple Shadowmoth might actually be smarter than normal shadowmoth

-CANDY FOR THE MIRACULOUS. I cant…

-The kids gotta help them

-The kids figured out the lucky charm! Amazing!!

-And day saved

-Honestly the writing was so deep in this episode

-DAWW THEM KIDS ARE GOOD KIDS

-Well Marinette tried to confess. Realizing her reason for over complicating things was out of fear of rejection

-Marinette still mucked up confessing but she and Adrien did have a cute banter

-Well that ending was cute. And encouraging

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Overall its pretty much a filler episode. It was a much needed break. It is a decent look into the writing process of ML. (That simple is what they can manage)

I will say that Its on the level of bakerix if it was better. I will give it a 7/10

Just for comedy and a decent adrinette

So there were a few likes about my post on DnD... meaning you get to know about our dumb shenanigans and my weird children

Starting with... the current campaign and the band of misfits that make up our party !

Rani Mankana (my OC)

Non-binary, They/She/He, 20 yo Human Ranger, Chaotic Neutral ESTP 7w8 8w9 4w5

Feral gremlin, bread-winner & problem child all at once

- Do whatever they want - Animals are better than humans - Left their village with absolutely no plan and have been fighting for 2 months with glorified gardening tools - Will try to punch you if you get in the way of their fun, but will also kill people who are being an ass to you - Knows nothing but constantly asking questions - Will take 98% of what you say literally - When people wallow & mope about not knowing what to do next, they scream until you get up and *try* something - Has known someone for 1 day and will decide that they're *theirs* now bc they're interesting - Main goal : catch them all (aka becoming friends with enough animals to create a travelling zoo) - Will die for you. Actually no, they have too much stuff to do & see to die so, will most likely kill for you

Lysora Dul'rik

Cis Man, He, ~28 yo Human Fighter/Warlock, Neutral Good ENFJ 3w2 7w6 1w2

Polite truth-seeker, smiling through the pain 7d/7

- Seems well-adjusted, actually dying inside - Constantly gets his worldview upturned by shocking revelations - Noble education & background, notably good at politics & social niceties - Great sense of responsabilities when it comes to protecting the party. TOO great, chill not everything is your fault - Likes to have some fun and get people together - Will die if you don't like him - Flirting is a great therapy method - Tendency to obsess over knowledge, not allowed to stay in a library unsupervised anymore - Very social, will ask for a random passerby name if he asked them a question. - Will die for you. But too busy to die for himself.

Ayla Jaym

Cis Woman, She, Lesbian, 25 yo Human-Werewolf Warlock/Barbarian, Loyal Good INFP 6w7 4w3 1w2

Lesbian disaster, social butterfly but having a hard time rn

- How nearly killing your gf affects your mental health : the story - "When I said I wanted a life like in the books I meant a fun heroic tale with a happy ending, not a 1000-pages tragedy." - Weapons nerd, yield a magic blue axe 3x her size - Any convo will end up with you questioning the meaning of your existence even though she just wanted to ask if you had a sister - Friends good and women pretty. - Born into the trading city of Offonsa where the only law is "don't steal" : somehow got out with a much more refined moral compass (to Rani's despair) - The plot can't catch up if I just avoid it - Will project her issues onto you so bad, you're gonna hope to never be on watch duty with her again - Will probably kill you on a full moon, but swears she didn't mean to

Balthazar Glowbrook

Cis Man, He, 38 yo Half-Orc Bloodhunter, True Neutral ISTP 9w1 5w6 4w3

The edgy grandpa, likely to explode at any given time bc of his experiments

- Thought that living alone in a cave for 10 years was a perfectly reasonable answer to being disappointed in humanity - And only left it when some random woman came find him only to get murdered during the night - Very knowledgeable, very smart but the party has only 1 braincell to share and it's usually Rani's - Awkwardness 100/10, will ramble and bury himself in the ground if left alone, do not trust with diplomatic lies - "Ayla is precious and I'd protect her with my life". Ayla transforms into a werewolf. Balthazar who's part of an organization tasked with killing werewolves : *surprised pikachu face* - Looks responsible. If left alone for more than 5 minutes, will create dubious alchemy potions and end up with chicken wings. - Looks like he could kill you but actually wouldn't. - B.O.O.K.S

Neldëaurë Ramëldis

Cis Man, He, 49 yo (16) Elf Wizard, Neutral Good INTP 6w5 9w1 2w1

The competent nerd, who feels the need to apologize for his very existence

- NEEEEERD - Nerd who collects the other nerds and gets shipped with all of them - "Hey you could pour soup in my lap and I'll probably apologize to you." - Constantly trying to make himself useful - Don't ever mention magical concepts if you're not ready to answer EVERY SINGLE ONE of his questions. He WILL ask you about the impact on portal on the links between plans. - Master at creating new ways to use his spells - The only one with a plan, takes everything in strides - "Okay give me 1 night and I'll uproot my entire life to join you and your dubious organization" - Even though he was part of a much more legal, legit & international organization - Will die if you so much as push him

All art done by Yamika - D&D Adventures That's my best friend pls check her out & give love, she the best and I love her with my whole heart !!!

UA Idol | Chapter Three

Hitoshi Shinsou x Reader

Word Count: 2,204

Warnings: Language, big anxiety

A/N: Chapter Three is up because my dumbass forgot to upload last week! So here’s some more. The “original song” is “Pantaloon” by Twenty One Pilots, so if you would like to listen to it, go ahead! I hope you enjoy and I promise I’ll stop forgetting to upload lmao.

UA Idol Masterlist

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You two are pulled aside and interviewed, in which Mina gives a short little excited burst of personality, and you’re there to make sure she doesn’t start shrieking again. It’s pretty endearing, it’s very obvious you two are best friends. After all of that is over with, the two of you are able to wander around, so Mina obviously drags you over to where Denki and purple boy were. They’re still there, and Mina makes it a point to shake the ticket in front of her friend’s face.

“No fucking way! You did it!” he yells, engulfing her in a hug. You don’t realize, but you and lilac man both cringe at their volume, but nevertheless you smile for your best friend. After all, this is a dream come true for her. You’re still in shock from your audition, so all you can think about is the pride and happiness you have for Mina in this moment. “Oh! My best friend and roomie made it to!” Mina squeals, grabbing your wrist and shaking your hand that’s holding the ticket for you. “Denki Kaminari, (Y/f/n), (Y/f/n), Denki Kaminari,” she says, motioning from him to you then you to him. “Hi there, cutie,” he says with a slight smirk and you raise an eyebrow at him. “Call me that again and it’ll be the last word you ever speak,” you say, and to your surprise, he laughs. “Damn, Mina, it’s like I’m looking at another Shinsou,” he says, and that’s when the lavender dude sighs. Ah. So, he’s-

“Mina Ashido, Hitoshi Shinsou. Hitoshi Shinsou, Mina Ashido. (Y/f/n), Hitoshi Shinsou, Hitoshi-”

“I got it,” you and Shinsou say simultaneously, with the same inflection in your voice and deadpan facial expression. That’s when you look at each other. And by that, I mean really look at each other, not just look at the other person when their eyes are focused on something else. And that’s when everything just kinda… stops for a few seconds. The only thing you can even focus on is him, and you can’t tear your eyes away from his, no matter how much you want to. Do you even want to? You don’t even know the man, and yet butterflies are erupting in your stomach and all feelings of unease leave your body. Of course, Mina and Denki don’t notice the cease in time or the feelings exploding in your body. You’re only forced back into reality when your best friend’s voice interrupts you. “Holy shit, they’re like clones of each other,” Mina mumbles, staring back and forth between you two. “The only difference is-”

“Contestants 14799 and 14800? Follow me, you’re on deck,” the same producer who grabbed you two away from them earlier comes and snatches them away from you. “Don’t go anywhere, Mina. If you’re cool with it, I kind of want to go to dinner to catch up after this, it’s been too long,” Denki says, and Shinsou raises his eyebrow at him. “What about me and (Y/n)? Are we supposed to tag along on your date?”

“Oh, honey, I’m gay as fuck. But Denki, I’m so down to catch up! I can’t believe we went a whole month without linking up. And I’m sure (Y/n) would be happy to come with. Especially if we go to her favorite restaurant which I just so happen to have a coupon for because I was gonna take her there to celebrate or mourn after the audition.”

“Awesome! You two stay right here, we’ll be back out!” Denki screams over his shoulder as Shinsou drags him away. “Seriously, Denki?”

“What? I want to talk to Mina again! She and I were literally the best pranksters of our little group in high school and it’s been like a month since we last caught up with each other,” Denki whines and Hitoshi sighs. “But why did you need to drag me into it?” he groans, and Denki smirks at him. “Oh please. Don’t pretend like I didn’t notice you eyeing up Mina’s friend.” “Choose your next words wisely.”

“Shin. Come on. You at least think she’s pretty since your eyes literally didn’t leave her the entire time she was by us. Give her a chance at least, maybe she’s the one,” Denki says, his joking demeanor gone away. Shinsou hesitates before speaking again, saying the thing he’s said to his overexcited blonde friend multiple times before. But this time, he doesn’t believe it as much. “I don’t have time for love, Denki. It’s time consuming and I need to spend my time on more important matters.”

“But she was really cute, right?”

“If you call her cute again, I will beat you up.”

“Why?”

“Because she was cute. And I don’t need you to make me think about it every five seconds because my brain is already doing that on its own,” Hitoshi mumbles, looking away from his friend who has a smug grin on his face. You were cute, so what? You were so cute that the world around him stopped functioning for a bit when you two made eye contact and all he could focus on was your eyes and how you made him feel like he was okay despite the fact that his anxiety was through the roof right now because of the situation he is in and all the people surrounding him at all sides because that’s normal. That’s normal, right? Please, assure him that it’s normal. “Hm. Have you thought about buying her dinner? That’ll send off the right message.”

“Shut. Up.”

“What’s up guys!” Shinsou and Denki’s conversation was cut short by Present Mic literally screaming at them. “Just getting pumped to do this!” Denki responds immediately, hopping up and down in place. “Alright! That’s what I like to hear! Now, who are you guys?”

“I’m Denki Kaminari and this beautiful bastard next to me is Hitoshi Shinsou,” Denki responds, finger-gunning over to Shinsou. Shinsou sighs but gives a genuine smile to Present Mic as he waves. “COOL! So, are you guys a duo?”

“No, we’re just here to support the other! My family doesn’t live around here and Shin’s… couldn’t make it!” Kaminari covers up for Shinsou, knowing that he just told the entire story of why his family couldn’t support him right now to the producers maybe thirty minutes ago. Shinsou silently thanks him for that, knowing he’d probably have to tell at least some of it again to the actual judges. “I love seeing y’all supporting each other like this! Makes me think of when I supported Aizawa the first time he ever actually performed instead of just sat on the sidelines watching someone else sing his song! Kaminari, you’re first, you ready?” “I was born ready.”

“HELL YEAH! Go on in!”

Hitoshi watches his best friend enter the room, his own nerves starting to kick in. Regardless of how he’s feeling, he listens as Denki belts out Kiwi. For someone who has the personality of a corroded triple AAA battery, his voice is really pleasing to the ear. Especially when he lays on the distortion but still somehow manages to hit high notes in his belting range. Honestly if anyone was born to be a rockstar, it was Denki Kaminari. Unsurprisingly, he comes out with a ticket, waving it around like the excited Pikachu he is. “I did it, I did it, I did it, I did it, I did it, I did it-”

“Okay I get it! You did it!” Hitoshi says, waving his fists in a little celebratory motion. He is genuinely smiling though. He’s happy for Denki. And then he realizes it’s his turn. “You got this, man! If I can do it, you definitely can!” Hitoshi gives him a small smile of appreciation before walking through the doors himself. This was... a lot. It was a lot. He stopped in the middle of the performing area and looked at the judges. “Hello, handsome.”

“Midnight. Please.”

“Never, Aizawa.”

“I’m sorry for her lack of professionalism. Hello, what’s your name, where are you from, and why are you here?” Aizawa completely ignores Midnight and Hitoshi clears his throat. “Hi, I’m Hitoshi Shinsou, I’m 22 years old, and I’m from Tokyo. I’m here because my roommate convinced me to audition with him, but I also just really love music and it would be pretty nice to have my mom see me performing.”

“Aw, a family man. How sweet,” Midnight says and Hitoshi shrugs. “It would just be nice for her to see it before she... you know.”

“Is she sick?” Hawks asks, a small frown on his face. Hitoshi nods. “Yeah, she is,” he says, and there’s a sympathetic look on all the judge’s faces. Goddamn empaths. “Well, hopefully she gets to see this! I’m sure you’ll do great,” Toshinori says, giving him a reassuring smile and thumbs up. “What will you be singing today?”

“Um, I was actually planning on singing an original? If that’s okay?”

“That’s more than okay! Go for it,” Midnight says, and Hitoshi makes his way over to the piano. “If you wouldn’t mind, could you tell us what it’s called?” Aizawa asks. “It’s called The Pantaloon,” Shinsou responds, placing his hands on the keys. He starts playing away, hoping that what he sings for them is good enough. He had to shorten the song a bit, but it’s still pretty wordy, so he’s worried they won’t like it that much. He also knows that his style and voice in general is a little different, so he hopes they don’t hate it.

“Your grandpa died when you were nine. They said he had lost his mind. You have learned way too soon You should never trust the pantaloon.

Now it's your turn to be alone. Find a wife and build yourself a home. You have learned way too soon That your dad is now the pantaloon.

You are tired, you are hurt. A moth ate through your favorite shirt. And all your friends fertilize The ground you walk, Lose your mind.

You like to sleep alone, It's colder than you know, 'Cause your skin is so Used to colder bones. It's warmer in the morning, Than what it is at night. Your bones are held together by your nightmare and your frights.

You are tired, you are hurt. A moth ate through your favorite shirt. And all your friends, they fertilize The ground you walk. So lose your mind.

You are tired, you are hurt. A moth ate through your favorite shirt. And all your friends, they fertilize The ground you walk. Lose your mind.”

It’s funny how when you do something well, you forget how it went. Hitoshi finishes out the song, playing the last chord, hoping it went well but not really knowing since he kinda... blacked out...? Not really, but he doesn’t remember how it all went, so he hopes it went well. “Wow,” Midnight’s voice pulls him out of his head, and he looks over at the judges. “Literally what the hell, he’s the second person who auditioned who is better than me!” Hawks basically yells, throwing his hands up, the pen he had resting in them flying up and then coming back down to hit him on the head. Hitoshi can’t even pay attention to the fact that Hawks just assaulted himself because I’m sorry, did he say better than him?? He has 10 Grammy’s what the fuck does he mean better than him??

“What are the odds two kids like them would audition not just in the same season but on the same day not even forty minutes after each other?” Toshinori says, awe evident on his face. “It’s certainly rare, I can tell you that. Especially when it comes to actual songwriting ability, which it’s evident they have,” Aizawa says, and Shinsou’s breathing literally stops. Aizawa Shouta is his literal idol. And he just complimented his songwriting skills? What? “Well, Shinsou. I think I can say with confidence this isn’t the last time your mom is going to see you perform,” Midnight says, and Shinsou smiles. This is crazy. “You’ve got a future in the business kid, even if you don’t win, I see you in the top two with the other singer-songwriter we saw today. Easily,” Aizawa says, and Shinsou literally cannot believe what he is hearing. “Really?” he asks, disbelief in his voice. “Yes! Of course, after a performance like that in a room like this with a song like that, of course you’ll make it far in the competition! I’d bet you even make it to the top two with it!” Toshinori basically yells, and Shinsou scratches the back of his neck, letting out a flattered chuckle. “Thanks… thank you,” he says, and Aizawa picks up one of the tickets. “I’m just going to give this to you. I think we all agree that you’re a yes.”

Hitoshi goes and takes the ticket, thanking them again and again before walking back out the doors. He shows Kaminari the ticket, and Kaminari literally screams in his face. Full on shouts. “I FUCKING KNEW YOU COULD DO IT BRO!”

“Could you please be quiet? For once in your life? Just shh?”

We all have scars

Slayer Week 2020 Prompt: Scars 

Characters: features Laxus 

Side Characters: Mirajane, Natsu, Gray (mentions Erza, Makorov, Ivan)

Hints of Miraxus

For Slayer week 2020: @ftguildevents

Shouting.

 It seems like that's all Laxus has been hearing for as long as he can remember. He hates it so much because it is about him it’s always about him, it’s all his fault.

It’s his fault; that he’s so sick and weak, and that his dad and grandpa are always fighting when they think he’s asleep, but he hears them he always does. And it’s all his fault, just like it’s also his fault that his mom died and his dad was left alone. She died because he was born, he killed her. He was a murderer not worth the life he got by taking hers. His life for hers what an awful contradiction and one that wasn't worth it, it wasn't worth him. 

Weakness.

God the weakness it’s all he ever feels it’s pathetic. His dad and grandpa were fighting in the other room talking as quietly as they could so that he wouldn’t wake up but he did anyway he always did. He got out of his bed silently to hear what they’re fighting about this time. It usually was the same thing though him.

  He walked over to the door and put his ear against the smooth wood and heard his grandpas muffled voice from the other end arguing with his dad.

“It’s too dangerous and he is too weak he could die Ivan. No, I won’t allow this.” He recognized his grandpa's voice coming through the door.

What were they talking about? He thought, were they talking about him? Was he really going to die? And if he did, would it really be so bad? He wondered. 

He heard his dad take a sharp breath and then he spoke “Shut up old man!” His dad's voice boomed through the door and Laxus flinched on the other side of the door. It was about him again.

He heard his grandpa’s voice again next. “Don’t take that tone with me, remember child, I'm still your father and guild master. And shush I don’t want you to wake up Laxus with your yelling.” He said calmly. His dad huffed and started to speak again.

“I won’t just let him die.” His dad's voice cracked halfway through the sentence and his grandpa let out a sigh. 

“We won’t, but you know this as well as I do he’s not strong enough to survive.” His grandpa explained calmly.

“He’s stronger than you and me an-'' His dad's voice gets cut off by his grandpa.

“Yes, I know he is but physically he is too frail. The chance of him not surviving in his state it’s too high and you know this.” His grandpa said. Laxus felt so ashamed his own family thought he was weak. Of course he knows he can feel it but still it hurts to hear. He heard his dad's voice again and snapped out of his own thoughts and listened. 

“I-I can’t lose him.” He heard the sadness and defeat in his father's voice it made him ache to know he was the cause of that. “He’s the last thing I have of her, my last reminder of her.” His dad said sadness etched in his voice and Laxus felt his own eyes welling up at the mention of his mom. 

“Fine.” His grandpa sighs. “We’ll do it, we’ll put in the lacrima.” His grandpa says. 

5 Month Later 

He actually survived it came as a shock to everyone but he was a fighter and they knew it. He finally got the lacrima implanted after months of tests and needles and his grandpa constantly making sure he was okay. For the first time for as long as he could remember he was finally healthy and the only indicator that he wasn't was a scar. 

5 Years Later

He was sitting at the bar when he saw Natsu and Gray fighting...again. Rolling his eyes he looked around to see if Erza was there to stop them he scanned the guildhall and didn’t see her around. Sighing, it looked like he would have to take care of it Mavis, they were so annoying. He got up from the wooden bar stool and walked over to them. “Knock it off you brats!” He thundered(pun totally intended.) “You’re wrecking the guildhall with your dumbass fighting.” That got their attention and they stopped fighting each other and looked over at him. 

Natsu was the one that spoke, of course he was. “Go away Laxus unless you wanna fight me too!” Gray just stood to the side watching their interaction with a smirk on his face trying to hide his laughter picturing Natsu about getting his butt kicked to.”

“Shut up kid.” Laxus said in a tired voice getting annoyed at the young dragon slayer.

“Make me!” Natsu replied with his hand already on fire.

“If you really insist.” Laxus said with a bored voice raising his hand to summon a bolt of lightning striking Natsu out cold. “That's good enough for you.” He said walking back to his stool with a slight smirk.

“Thanks, Pikachu I was hoping that I wouldn’t have to take care of that.” Some white-haired girl said he saw her a few times around the guild fighting with Erza, but he didn’t know her name though. (Hey in his defense she was new to the guild and he was bad with names.)

He rolled his eyes at her in response and said “Pikachu, how original of you.”

“You want something original?” She asked him with a smirk “Because I can get you a whole list by tomorrow if you would like.” She said laughing at him “I’m Mira by the way.” She added.

“Laxus,” He said with a nod. “And a list? Please.” He scoffed at her trying to seem extra cool around this girl for some reason. 

“Yeah a list.” She said looking at him up and down. “Two pages single spaced easy, I mean look at all the ammunition I have.” She said, smirking at him again.

“And what's that supposed to mean?” Laxus asked her.

“If you don’t know what it means this list is going to be longer than I thought.” She replies cooly. “I mean you make it too easy with your stupid headphones,  your over gelled spiky hair, the fact that you can’t even register an insult without it being explained, being a pikachu, and who could forget that stupid scar. 

His eyes hardened at the mention of his scar, he doesn't like anyone talking about it. His anger at this girl skyrocketed and without thinking, he said “want a matching one.” In a threatening growl.

“Asshole! It was just a joke, chill, no need to get all touchy. We all have scars.” She was pissed off at Laxus for being such an ass all of a sudden.

“Pfft.” He looked at her “doesn't seem like you do.” He said.

Her eyes were just as hard as his and for a moment just as haunted. “You can’t see all scars.” She said coldly and walked off without another word.

IM SORRY I FORGOT ABOUT THAT PART IM GAY AND EXCITED.... anyways yes palletshipping and 1-7, 16-19, 26-34, 43-40

1. Who is the early bird/ Who is the night owl?

oh my god ash is the DEFINITION of early pidgey. he is up at the crack of fuckin’ dawn. SOMETIMES he sleeps in like if hes on vacation but for the most part its early to bed early to rise.

gary’s definitely a night rowlet, i get the feeling he’s into introspective nights with his umbreon.

2. Who is the big spoon/ Who is the little spoon?

you cant spoon w/ ash. hes always the little spoon because he doesnt have time to cuddle you, he’s cuddling pikachu. half way through the night he rolls over with his arms and legs all out fucking spread eagle on the damn bed. in the morning he’s a hurricane of static electricity and if you try and lean over to smooch the boy you’ll get shocked right on ur face. he fuckin drools too. u have to be a strong fuckin person to sleep next to ash.

3. Who hogs the cover/ Who loves to cuddle?

SEE ABOVE

4. Who wakes the other one up with kisses?

I CERTAINLY HOPE NO ONE FOR BOTH OF THEIR SAKE

5. Who usually has nightmares?

neither of them really, but ash is a lot more likely to mention it when he does.

6. Who would have really deep emotional thoughts at the middle of the night/ Who would have them in the middle of the day? 

honestly i think theyre both night thinkers. solidified by the time they literally met under the moonlight to talk about their friendship before the silver conference.

7. Who sweats the small stuff?

both of them but gary pretends like hes above that and it annoys ash to no end

16. Who is scared of thunderstorms?

neither of em. certainly not ash “my best friend is a thunderstorm” ketchum.

17. Who works/ Who stays at home?

if this was a modern au ash would definitely be the one out and about while gary took care of the house and enjoyed his lab work from home!

18. Who is a cat person/ Who is a dog person?

this question has no fucking meaning to ash “currently has both a rockruff and a litten on his team” ketchum.

gary’s a meowth person.

19. Who loves to call the other one cute names?

G A R Y

one day ash retorts back at ‘ashy boy’ with ‘gare-bewear’ and gary loses his shit its too much

26. Who likes to eat healthy/ Who loves junk food?

gary ends up kind of a health nut but only because his grandpa eats like shit half the time and hes like OLD MAN WHY

ash will literally eat garbage if you put enough soy sauce on it

27. Who takes a long shower/ Who sings in the shower?

ok gary takes long fucking showers, ash takes speedy ones but he sings at the top of his lungs and he has the most amazing goddamn voice and gary’s too gay to handle it [and so am i /slowly turns down my rica playlist]

28. Who is the book worm?

thats gary

29. Who is the better cook?

also gary

30. Who likes long walks on the beach?

“do you wanna go for a walk on the beach” gary says, and he pictures a nice romantic getaway, but no, ash is running, ash is tearing down the side of the ocean, ash brought pikachu, ash is racing pikachu

31. Who is more affectionate?

gary, ash’s romance levels pretty much end at handholding and physical contact and the most romantic thing he can think of is a double battle

32. Who likes to have really long (deep) conversation?

both of them!

33. Who would wear “not guilty” t-shirt/ Who would wear “sin” t-shirt?

thats....... tough. im gonna go either way on this one.

34. Who would wear “if lost return to…” t-shirt/ Who would wear “I am…” t-shirt?

“if lost return to gary” “i am gary”

40. Who is the fun parent/ Who is the responsible parent?

ash then gary

41. Who cries during sad movies? 

ash cries during happy movies

42. Who is the neat freak?

neither of them are neat freaks but ash can sometimes be a trash goblin so gary is tidier by comparison

43. Who wins the stuffed animals at the carnival for the other one?

AGAIN, ASH WAS MADE FOR THIS TROPE

Gym Battle 1! Chapter 4!

We awoke to a beautiful morning with singing Pidgey in the background. I opened up my zipper door to see if Emerald is awake. Her door was down too so I’m guessing she likes to wake up early. I step outside of the tent and see her near a small pond and see her washing her face with a adorable Pokemon. I pulled out my Pokedex to scan what it is and it revealed that the little creature is called Skitty. “Hey, good morning Emerald!”, I shouted. She quickly pointed her blackish colored Pokeball and said, “hey you scared me! I guess you finally got to see one of my Pokemon by accident.”. “Yeah it was a cutie, I’ve never seen one before. I’ve seen many Pokemon through books but not all of them.”. She giggled and ran up to me and muttered, “so…… what’s for breakfast and what is the plan”? “Hold that thought on breakfast. For a plan I want to go against the General’s Gym”. She looks at me and says, “are you serious?! With a Mudkip you are asking to get your butt kicked”! “You be surprised on what I’m capable Emerald. My Mudkip isn’t an ordinary one. It has been bred through generations of strong and talented Swampert”. She pictured actual bread in her mind then giggled about the idea of it then realised what I was talking about then blushed a bit before walking off to the tent to get her stuff.

We ventured off to the Vermilion City Gym and noticed a tree blocking our way. A little sign says you should use HM01 (Cut) to get through. I shrugged and picked Emerald up and jumped through the branches unharmed. She looked at me amazed to what just happened. “How did you do that?”, asked Emerald. “Lots of training.”, I steadily muttered to compose myself since I had no idea how the hell I did that.

When we stepped inside the Gym, there were 3 weird trainers just standing there in between some trash cans and the door behind us locked up with an alarm. They were ready. I walked up to the closest one and he yelled, “you dare challenge me?! You will die from the hands of a Juggler!”. Confused, I jumped back and waited for him to send out his Pokemon. He brings out a Magnemite, level 16. “Mudkip I choose you! Overcome your weakness to become the best!”, I shouted in excitement. I tell Mudkip to use Dig and immediately the Juggler had a grim look knowing that he was doomed. He gave Magnemite Defense X to increase his defense in exchange for his attack command. Mudkip came out of the ground and smashed into the poor little guy and managed to beat him with one hit. Mudkip was a gift from Grandpa so he gained extra experience to go straight into level 12. Pissed, the Juggler brings out a shiny new Ultra Ball which contained a shiny Voltorb. He ordered it to use Thundershock which severely hurt my Mudkip. Down to his last drop of energy, I tell mudkip to push even further and use Waterfall to smash into the damn thing to make it faint thanks to hitting its weak point which resulted into a Critical Hit in competitive terminology. Shocked, the trainer gave up and conceded to give us our first victory on Kanto soil.

The next trainer was a child that looked like he is from a different region. I walked up to him and immediately he threw his Love Ball that contained a rodent that I’m familiar with, at least from my region. His only Pokemon he had in his trainer roster is a Dedenne, level 18. My level 13 Mudkip was ready by commanding him to use Iron Tail, his 4th move. As dumb of a move it was it did ok damage which left it open for a finishing move. Dedenne was given the command to use Thunderbolt. As the youngster laughed his butt off, he looked shocked to why Mudkip lived. “I’m prepared for this Gym. I gave Mudkip a Focus Sash to catch you cocky electric type users off guard. Now Mudkip use Dig and smack him hard!”, I yelled in excitement. The trainer didn’t know what to do so he ordered Dedenne to go into the hole Mudkip dug and chase it with Nuzzle. In a panic, I gave Mudkip the instruction to get out of the hole and use water gun to flood the hole. Dedenne launches itself at Mudkip and ordered him to give it all he’s got because if that Nuzzle touches, it’s all over for us. Mudkip gave it his all and managed to push Dedenne off course, forcing itself to fly into the ceiling and fainted on impact. Mudkip gained enough experience to become level 15 for his huge effort in taking out such an opponent. Frustrated the trainer tossed the ball into the trash and disowned the poor guy. Emerald quickly grabbed the ball in tears wondering how trainers can treat their Pokemon like useless tools. The Pokemon referee threw a red card at the trainer and banned him from competition for 3 years for the offense for dishonorable conduct stacked with abuse towards a Pokemon. He flipped him off and was never seen again.

I felt sorry for the poor Pokemon and I can see how hurt Emerald was by the way she was snuggling the ball. “Do you want to keep it Emerald?”, I softly asked. “No… it deserves a trainer that is willing to go all out for the Pokemon. Besides I already have a full roster and don’t have a PC system set up yet and you have 5 slots available on your belt”. In concern I took the ball and pushed the emergency claim button to make the Dedenne join my team for good. “For now I’ll hold onto the Dedenne. When your PC system ever gets set up, I’ll gladly trade it to you so you can raise it yourself”. In delight she shook her head and wiped her tears and gave both Mudkip and Dedenne a Super Potion. Now off to the last trainer.

The final trainer was another youngster that looked unfazed to what just happened. I walked up to him and he offered to challenge me. I jumped across the playing field and tossed out Mudkip from his ball to prepare for the last battle. The youngster brought out a Pikachu, level 13. I ordered Mudkip to use Waterfall but was quickly interrupted by the youngster’s Quick Attack. It hurt but Mudkip was able to land the Waterfall to almost knocking it out. The trainer used Quick Attack again only to fall victim to another successful Waterfall to finish the match. “What was with the strategy? You could have easily knocked out my Mudkip!”, I shouted. “You saved that poor Pokemon. It’s the least I can do for a honorable trainer like you. You deserve to face the General. Good luck”. He offered his hand and shook before walking up to the door that leads to General Surge.

Puzzled, both Emerald and I got close to the door and it wouldn’t open like the entrance door. A screen lit up and read, “If you want to proceed beyond this door, you must find the two keys hidden under the trash cans. If you click on them in order you will unlock this door to face the Gym leader”. “Emerald I don’t want anything to happen to you. Head back to the entrance and wait there just in case something goes wrong”. She nods her head and says, “ok, but make sure nothing happens. When you are done with the General, I want to jump in and battle him as well.” I lift my fist up to give each other a fist bump before she took off to the entrance to wait there.

Thanks to my hearing, I was able to pick up the sound of the first switch because of its blinking red light making a faint sound. I clicked it and immediately heard a button slip up for me to find but this time it became a proplem. It didn’t make a sound so I actually had to guess where the next button is located. Out of random I checked the trash can behind the one I originally checked and found the button. I clicked it and watched as the security system that locked us here in the first place deactivate with the door slowly moving apart. “I did it Emerald! When I’m through with the General I will let you know so you can battle him too”. “Sounds good!”, in a excited tone.

“So you are the trainer that wants to battle me! You have got to be kidding me. Let me guess your region got blasted to pieces because the militia didn’t heed to my warning about the government?! I can recognise a foreigner from a mile away! As long as I am alive, my military instincts will protect mine and the other mainland regions from certain destruction! Now boy, show me what you got!!!”, shouted by General Surge. “When I defeat you, you must tell me where I can get a lead to track those scumbags!”, quickly after his statement.

The general only had 1 Pokemon in roster to go against my two, Mudkip level 15 (close to 16) and Dedenne level 18. The referee blows the whistle and calls for the General to reveal his Pokemon. He throws his beat up Pokeball to bring out Raichu, level 20. I decide to open up with Mudkip. “Raichu use Thunderbolt!”, yelled the General. “Mudkip use Dig!”, in a nervous voice. Thunderbolt landed to knock Mudkip down to his last drop of energy. The General decides to use a Defense X in exchange for his attack command. Mudkip’s dig smacks right into Raichu and surprisingly lands a Critical Hit, a record high for one day for him. “Alright Raichu give him Iron Tail to finish him off”! “Quickly Mudkip use your own Iron Tail to take him down”!

CLANG! A loud metal sound erupted and see that Mudkip has been hit right on the abdomen while Raichu got hit on the head. Both of them fell down to the ground hurt with a loud whistle soon afterwards. “Mudkip was hit first before landing his hit on Raichu. Raichu wins due to landing his attack first. Mudkip is out for the match due to injury while Raichu is indicating that he can continue the match.”, explained the referee. In sadness, I return Mudkip back to his Pokeball and kiss the ball before grabbing my new partner for his debut. “Go Dedenne!”, I shouted. Shocked, General Surge didn’t expect to see that kind of Pokemon used against him. “Raichu is too weak to get hit by a healthy Dedenne, especially if he uses Thunderbolt. Crap… this kid was ready.”, muttered General Surge. “Use Thunderbolt to finish off his Raichu Dedenne!”, I shouted. A huge bolt hits Raichu with a blinding flash. When I looked the poor guy was fried with the green flag waived towards me to indicate that the match is over and I’m the winner. “Yes! We did it!”, in excitement. I quickly gave Dedenne a hug and Emerald runs up to me and says, “congratulations! Now it’s my turn to fight him”! Scared, General Surge decided to take her challenge tomorrow rather than now to give Raichu a good day’s rest. “Here is the Thunder Badge. You will need this to compete in the league. Now then I will give you the information you need by taking you and your girl friend for lunch”. Emerald and I looked at each other and blushed and both said that we are not dating, we just met each other. He chuckles and in a smart tone he says, “yeah. That’s what they all say”. He puts his arms over our shoulders and walks out of the Gym to go mooch off the Pokemon Center’s complementary food. END

For those that are reading along, Gym chapters will be longer than the regular chapters to go into more depth and so I don’t split off the plot for another day. I hope you enjoy the story as I plan on releasing a new part every day!

A-Q :3

(A) Do you have any autistic friends? What are your favourite things to do together?You’re autistic dude. And I looove to infodump and rant about SIs we share, that’s the glorious shit right there. idk i do so much shit together with you it’s kind of hard to think… i love our talks, i love playing games w you, and i love you introducing me to your interests and getting the chance to share my interests with someone who’s patient and gets it. nice shit.Weirdly not a lot of people closest to me (minus you, the Closest to me) are autistic? I know other peeps who are autistic but for w.e reason I’m often not super close.(B) What sense do you most like to stim with (tactile, visual, proprioceptive, etc.)?hmmmm probably audio. It was a Big one in my childhood. i used to carry a cd player and my specially constructed playlists everwhere. i’ve always been esp fond of playing amvs on repeat, so id say that has audio/visual components, but visual on its own doesnt do as much for me. probably, that’s the funnest one as well.maybe this category is vestibular? my ‘anxiety’ stim tho is touch, pressure. i’ve recently become more aware that when im overwhelmed i have a tendency to lay down or wrap myself up. hug my dog. i pace a lot unconsciously if im worked up or anxious but… for reasons i tend to try to avoid this as it draws comments. i have to doodle, rip something up or play a phone game when im sitting for long periods of time, otherwise ill start fuckin w my face.(C ) What are some of your favourite stims?you ever get some of that synthetic sand shit? fuckin cool. neatest fuckin stim toy i got.i like my scented shit, the erasers and pencils. i just think theyre fuckin neat and they do help w concentration. huff that minty scent.but #1 is probably amv watching, since it’s cheap (free) and fun, and i can get really into it. most exciting, viscerally.(D) What was your first special interest? Do you remember anything about it?oh jeez haha i was gonna say bats, and although that was a little more alienating, pokemon actually was my SI before themluckily pokemon made me friends, bats didn’t as much. only gifts i wanted for christmas had to do with pokemon. i remember the one year i was like ‘all i want for christmas is a pokedex’ and my mom lied and said santa got it to me ahead of everyone, but it was a well-intentioned lie. you inputted the pokemon’s number manually and it gave you little facts. i was super into pokemon before i could even read, kindergarten. i can remember my dad reading the episode where all the pokemon are stuck on the island together to me (which was one of my favourite episodes). he hated it. i remember relatives used to tease me when i was 6-7 by saying something like they ‘saw a pikachu’ outside and id run out. relatives still tease me about how obsessed i was w pokemon as a baby, and i cant deny, i was. actually i really only have five memories or so of my grandpa (he died when i was 8), and one of them most vividly is showing him my pokemon collection and telling him all their different names.there was a kid i visited once a year and played pokemon with back in 2000 when my uncle thought he’d try to start a ski lodge or some shit and every year we’d exchange one pokemon toy.when i was… 8? my arm went through my family’s front window. literally painless, if you’ve ever doubted what going into shock feels like. anyway i remember clearly when the ambulance showed up that my last request to my panicking mother was to ‘grab my gengar and lickitung’ (two pokemon small plushie toys id gotten from a canadian tire that i was super attached to and used to ‘fake train’ by throwing around the backyard and giving speeches to)i bought those little silly straws w pokemon attached and id rip the pokemon off them to ‘free them’.i dont talk about it a lot, but i was actually Quite An Obsessed Little Pokemon Fan haha.anyway i was into bats for awhile after that, i read the book silverwing in… what must have been grade two or three? because i vividly remember drawing a bat for my ‘science book’ cover page in gr.3 based directly off its cover. i used to go around parroting bat facts in a little ‘bat fact notebook’ i made that was a little notebook id gotten from halloween with an orange cover and little black bat on the front. gr 3 kid: ‘hey whats ur name’me in gr3: ‘hey did u know they attached bombs to bats in ww2′anyway i remember once a parent on a school trip tried to correct me spouting my bat facts by condescendingly telling me ‘bats lay -eggs-’ and i got so furious w them until the teacher had to awkwardly admit they were wrong(TBC bc im sorry, im rambling)