#chat: CHERYL

[medusasbush]

kinda want to start a walking group with the old ladies in my neighborhood

[talentforlying]

also forgot to post about it yesterday, but i have designated december 2nd as constantine's official catch-up day with his niece gemma!! they don't see each other often since she "quit magic for good" (or is very good at pretending she has) but the holidays are a hard time for them both and it's too awkward to explain every year why you avoid your last living relative, so they've agreed on early december for an annual short dinner and chat. sometimes they call on christmas day, but they never meet up; neither of them wants to do christmas without cheryl.

[nyacinthie]

crying screaming yelling watching wisp play silent hill

[jordansanghaislife]

I’m meeting Tia next week, and I want to ask her about putting Jordan in Drag so bad, but idk how to bring it up to her lmao ,, but like I need to know when its happening, and if they have thought of any drag names, outfit ideas, etc lol

[maasmuse]

Well that was a downright lie but clearly a lie he needed so she wouldn't draw attention to it.

"Sucks to be me." She echoed, not wanting to start an argument. Her life was so much better in hell than when she was alive.

She was glad the drugs helped. Seeing him relax was nice.

"So, you watching Fuck Island?"

Cheryl snorted quietly.

"Yes tame but useful. One of the worst things about hell is we can't actually party every second of the day." She sighed. "Keeps me going when I still have shit to do."

[theladyheroine]

Autobots & Their Favorite Singers 🎶

❥ Hello everyone! 👋🏽 So I had a bit of a bummer time earlier so I decided to make this for fun, I figured this would be an interesting concept since the Autobots spend a lot of time on Earth! Although, for Optimus I took inspo from a discord chat & we said that he’d like songs in other languages! I hope you guys enjoy & have a good day/night!

Optimus Prime 💫

Glen Campbell

Kaoru Akimoto

Vanessa Paradis

Bumblebee 🐝

The Troggs

Surfaces

Crash Adams

Jazz 🎼

John Legend

Shakira

Daft Punk

Arcee 🩷

A!ka

Clean Bandit

Cheryl Lynn

Ratchet 🚨

The Drifters

Bee Gees

Earth, Wind, & Fire

Hot Rod 🔥

Crush 40

Joan Jett

Stray Kids

[holylulusworld]

Wrong message

Summary: A case of the wrong number…

Pairing: Lloyd Hansen x fem!reader

Warnings: drunk reader, possible alcohol abuse, wrong number trope, implied breaking and entering, implied dark Lloyd (nothing happens)

“Just do it, just do it!” Your friends cheer you on. They are a bad influence, and you shouldn’t spend time with them. Today, they got you drunk. Margaritas are the devil’s work without a doubt. “Message, Mr. sexy ass!”

“Ughh… we had half a date, Kelly,” you slur, failing to unlock your phone. Your eyes are blurry, and you can’t focus on your passcode. “I don’t think he’ll answer.”

“Hey, I called my ex and asked him to send me a dick pic! You won’t chicken out now! It’s always the same with you. You’re no fun.” Kelly accuses you of being lame.

“Fine, I’ll do it,” you curse yourself, but being called lame angers you. “Let me just unlock my phone.”

“I don’t think she can talk,” Cheryl giggles before taking a large sip from her third margarita.

“She can message him,” Kelly replies quickly. “If he doesn’t answer, she can still call him.

“Damn it, bitch!” You curse your phone. “6969.” You giggle as you finally remember your passcode. “Here we go! Be prepared for—”

“The hottest pick-up line ever,” Cheryl cheers you on, while Kelly smirks at your wrecked state. Sam and Adriana already passed out and snored loudly. Not very graceful or hot.

“Hmm…” you scrunch up your face, thinking hard. Your foggy brain makes it difficult to think straight, so you write the first thing that comes to your mind. “Alright.”

Hey, sexy…🍆🍆

You harrumph and stare at your phone as he doesn’t answer.

Are you there, sexy…

… Three dots are all you get. You wait for him to answer, but the dots disappear.

“I don’t think he’s online,” you lie and try to close the chat. “Maybe another time.”

“No, now,” Kelly insists. All of you saw her ex's dick and made fun of her for settling for a tiny and crooked wiener for so long.

You scoff but type the next message. You may be more forward this time.

I wanna suck your dick so bad. I want to feel you shoot your cum down my throat and make your toes curl, and after, you can eat my pussy until I squirt in your face.

… The dots blink for a second, and then, he replies…

Who’s this? Is this a joke? I swear you’ll regret messing with me, sunshine!

“Fuck! Fuck!” You look at the number, realizing it’s not Scott’s number. You cry reading a stranger's reply. “I texted the wrong number!” You glare at Kelly. “That’s all your fault. Now some random creep has my number!”

“Fuck…shit!” Cheryl panics. “Okay. Just text him back and tell him it was a case of a mistaken number. He’ll understand. You can block his number if he’s a creep!”

“Okay! Good idea!” You try to stop your hands from shaking before you reply.

Oops…sorry dude. Wrong number. I hope you have a good night!

He immediately replies to your message this time.

Hell no, this is the right number, cupcake. Tell me where you are, and you can suck my nuts too. I’ll pay you back and let you ride my stache.

“Ride his stache?” Kelly cackles, much to your dismay. She can be a little too much sometimes. You still feel bad for texting the wrong guy, and she has to laugh about your mishap. “Who wears a mustache? Only losers.”

“You don’t even know the guy,” you huff. “This is your fault.”

Suddenly sober, you close the app and decide to forget about your mistake. He will get that you’re not interested in sucking a stranger’s dick.

Some hours later, your friends left, and you’re drifting in and out of your drunken haze. You groan, feeling something tickle your foot.

“Fuck off,” you grumble and kick the invisible hand touching you. “I’m tired.”

“Now, now,” you hear someone purr in your ear, “is that the way to treat a man flying down here to eat that cunt?”

A cold shiver runs down your spine, and you sit up, screaming, as the stranger is standing in your bedroom.

“Who are you? What are you doing here?”

“I came to collect.” He smirks and slowly slides the zipper of his pants down. “I hope your mouth is as good as you promised…”

Tags in reblog.

[simaginary-friend]

Populating New Pleasantview

The Jones Family Earl and Cheryl are the sweetest couple in town and are loved and respected by everyone. They're known not just for their famous seafood restaurant, but also for their warmth, hospitality, and moral backbone in a town swirling with secrets.

Earl Jones (The Sweet Preacher) Earl is the type of man who still sends handwritten birthday cards and blesses everyone who walks by—even the town troublemakers. As a retired preacher, he still occasionally leads services and offers counseling to folks in town, whether it’s faith-related or just good old-fashioned advice. He has a way of making people feel seen and safe. He’s a morning person, always up before the sun, sipping coffee on the porch and chatting with neighbors who pass by. Despite his age, he’s spry and sharp, with a booming laugh and a deep affection for his wife, Cheryl, whom he calls “my girl.” His only real heartbreak is seeing his daughter so jaded. Cheryl Jones (The Heart of the Town) Cheryl runs the family’s cozy seafood restaurant, a town staple known for its fish & chips and peach pie. She is bossy in the kitchen and soft everywhere else. Everyone calls her "ma'am" and talking to her is like a breath of fresh air on a humid summer day—comforting, honest, and just a little bit sweet. She believes in the healing power of food, family, and a good glass of sweet tea. Her love language is cooking, and everyone in Pleasantview has, at some point, tasted her affection on a plate. Monica Jones (The Ice Queen) Monica recently returned to Pleasantview after a difficult divorce, moving back into her childhood home residing with her parents. She now works as a waitress at the family restaurant until she can get back on her feet. Unlike her affectionate and chatty parents, Monica is quiet, serious, and emotionally guarded. She doesn’t want children and is notably unflirty, but she’s deeply loyal to her family. Beneath her composed surface lies the heart of a forgotten writer, a woman nursing invisible wounds and searching for a purpose. Monica is constantly battling the fear that she’s already missed her moment—but Pleasantview may prove her wrong.

[walkersbeloved]

green with envy

just a short blurb :)

“Brendan—“ Simon’s moan was loud and unabashed, tossing his head to the side. He had his arms flung above his head on the mattress and his legs hanging over Brendan’s shoulders, the backs of his thighs pressed against his chest so that he was effectively bent in half.

“Shh,” Brendan repeated for what felt like the twentieth time that night, slapping his palm over Simon’s mouth with a firm glare. “Not so loud, Walker.”

But Simon wasn’t listening—not that he ever did—and moaned louder against his palm. Brendan’s cock pressed against his prostate just right like this. He couldn’t have been quiet if he tried.

He pushed Brendan’s hand away with a soft grunt, panting heavily into the space between them. Brendan’s face was so close to his in this position and Simon so badly wanted to kiss him.

“Don’t tell me to be quiet,” he fussed, too busy staring at the other man’s mouth to care about sounding annoyed. “Shit—“

“Do you want everyone to hear you?” Brendan asked, referring to the small party downstairs. Cheryl had put together a friends dinner that night, bringing a gaggle of their closest friends into the shared flat. Joel, Theresa, Ste, Doug, the whole lot of them were sitting on the couch with Cheryl right now watching something on the television after their meal.

And Simon, the needy thing, had never been able to behave around Steven, subjecting the entirety of the party to his unsubtle attempts at groping Brendan beneath the table, the open mouthed kisses along his neck, at one point he’d even tried to rope Brendan into feeding him with his fork. It was crude and ridiculous, the kind of thing Brendan had always loved, but was a bit excessive on Simon’s part in that moment, even for him.

But here they were now, naked in Brendan’s bed while all their friends chatted downstairs, and with Simon bent in half and taking his cock so deep he had to grab the headboard for stability.

A smile formed on Simon’s face, clearly thinking about how uncomfortable he was probably making Ste downstairs. “Yeah,” he said it as if it was obvious. “What other reason would I have?”

Brendan’s cock twitched inside Simon despite himself. His mouth latched onto his, cupping his cheek with a delicate touch as his tongue pushed inside his mouth. Simon whined into the kiss, his hands clawing at Brendan’s neck.

“You’re disgustin’, you know that?” Brendan laughed when he pulled away.

Simon mewled loudly. Brendan had increased his pace, now fucking into him so hard it made his cock jump against his tummy. “Am I—Am I better than him?” he asked suddenly, their eyes locked onto one another.

He didn’t have to say the name for Brendan to know who he was referring to, his belly twisting with heat. He didn’t know why he found it so hot, knowing that Simon was jealous enough of his ex to bring him up in bed. It made him feel desired, some sick part of himself taking pleasure in his partners needy insecurity.

Or maybe he just got off on the taboo of it all.

Brendan pushed his cock deeper. “Better than who?” he purred.

Simon whined. “You know who.”

Brendan leaned forward until Simon was bent in the middle. “Say it.”

A flush colored Simon’s cheeks. Brendan was trying to call his bluff.

He was quiet for a second, looking Brendan in the eyes with an intensity that could only exist between the two of them.

“Ste,” he murmured.

“His full name.”

Simon’s thighs trembled. He looked humiliated. “Steven.”

Brendan groaned, low and long, and kissed Simon in reward. “You wanna know if you’re better than him?” He smirked, kissing Simon’s nose. “In what way, love?”

*Love.* Simon’s belly fluttered. He clenched his eyes shut for a second before opening them. “All of them,” he whimpered, not meaning to sound so pathetic.

Brendan pretended to ponder for a moment, making a show of stroking his finger along Simon’s red cheek before he spoke. “Yeah. You’re prettier than him,” he murmured and Simon wailed. “Oh—you liked that, huh?”

“Keep going,” Simon begged. “Please.”

Brendan griped his chin. “Keep going, huh? You wanna be told how much louder you are than him, how much prettier you sound, how much *tighter* you are?” It was filth and *so* wrong on every level to say, disrespectful to the bond he had shared with Steven what felt like years ago at this point, but the look on Simon’s face, the flush of his cheeks, the way his eyes lit up—Brendan couldn’t deny how much more he cared about that.

“Yeah—“ Simon hiccuped. He panted heavily, looking uncharacteristically vulnerable as he gazed up at Brendan through his lashes. “Do you love me more than him?”

Brendan raised an eyebrow, a bit taken off guard. “Simon—“ his voice was soft and the other man groaned.

“No, don’t do that—answer the question. Please.”

His sweet, jealous bunny.

“I love you more,” he affirmed, pressing a soft kiss to Simon’s inner thigh.

“More than—than you ever did him?” Simon pried desperately.

“More than I ever did him,” he murmured.

“Prove it,” Simon begged, too cock drunk to think straight. “Show me.”

Brendan leaned down so that his mouth was next to Simon’s ear, taking his wrists into his hand and pressing them against the mattress in a tight hold. “Let them hear you.”

It was a simple command, softer than any other of the night, and yet it conveyed so much more than the others had.

“H-Hah—“ Simon cried out when the tip of his cock pressed against his prostate again, loud enough for the party downstairs to hear. It sounded wanton and ruined, torn from his throat like he was being exorcised.

“Louder, sweetheart. How else will he hear?” It was a cruel and perverted request, but Simon writhed beneath it like a whore.

“Brendan,” he moaned. His cock hurt, balls drawing up tight. “Mlovyo,” his words squished together, clearly in an attempt to hide what he was saying.

“What was that?” Brendan cooed. “Don’t get all shy now, Simon. Say it.”

“I love you,” Simon whimpered.

Brendan shivered. “I love you too,” he whispered, low enough that only he could hear, like some kind of confession between the two of them. “Can you cum for me?”

The second gentlest command of the night and one Simon couldn’t ignore.

He yelled when he came, an over exaggerated noise so that it could be heard below, so loud that heads turned to look up the stairs.

Cum splattered onto his belly in a sticky pool, Brendan following along behind him, releasing inside him with a grunt.

“Fuck—“

“You think they heard?” Simon asked, not even giving Brendan enough time to come down from his high.

The question pulled a snort from him. “Yes, Simon. They definitely did.”

A small smile tugged at his lips, smug and arrogant. “Mmh.”

Brendan felt a wave of aggression over come him, the kind that made him want to squeeze Simon’s face until he popped.

He settled for a kiss instead. “You’re a brat.”

“There’s nothing wrong with—sending a message,” Simon argued softly and Brendan scoffed.

“I don’t think we need to send a message, Simon. The way you groped me at dinner was enough.”

“Still…” he said petulantly. “I just want to be sure.”

On the dressed, Brendan’s phone pinged. He gave Simon one last kiss before he retrieved it, flopping down onto his back beside him.

Cheryl: Are you two heathens done now.

Brendan smiled and tossed his phone back onto the dresser before rolling over, caging Simon beneath his body again and kissing him sloppily. “Again?”

[thesoulforgeorder]

CHAPTER TWO PLAYTEST STATUS

Hey all, I just want to give a shout out to @cheryl-writes and @somewillwin plus my three other lovely playtesters who are running chapter two through the wringer to ensure you can all have a smooth experience on monday.

Without them, I would not have been able to catch even half of the bugs that are cropping up. Thanks to Cheryl I have really managed to bang out a lot of the issues in the sections I am attempting for the first time. She is an absolute angel.

Somewillwin has also found a potential bug that may affect some of you. It seems that some people are able to use their old save files while others get a bug that stops you from seeing the full conversations of your chosen person if they use their old file. Unfortunately you will need to make a new save file if you get the following bug: In the camping section, you will be given the chance to chat to Theo, Astrid and Nico. If you choose to speak to them, you should be able to ask them multiple questions. If for some reason you cannot see more than one question, it means your save file is corrupt and you will need to make a new one.

Right now it seems like the orphan background suffers from this bug the most with old files (Spencer's jealousy is corrupting your saves) but I can't confirm this 100% because the sample pool is too small.

So on Monday if you are unable to see multiple questions for Theo, Nico or Astrid then I highly recommend resetting your browser and if that does not work, new save file.

Thank you for your patience and I apologise.

[loudmound]

ship posting now but i think one of the reasons why i love sundermason is the tenet of contrast between them in terms of personality as we see them in-game.

harry is extremely driven and determined to find his daughter. it's all he really ever talks about and it naturally takes up most of his brain's bandwidth; he is an extremely dedicated individual, sharply lucid to the point of impatience and irritability bcs he needs to know if cheryl is safe!!!!! while he is not at all uncaring, those who can not aid in helping find his daughter fall by the wayside in terms of properly addressing them. his number 1 priority is cheryl in this moment. everything else can wait. in moments where he is forced to socialize, he starts off direct with his desires, and then plateaus into a more readily sociable individual. i think a lot about the first scene with cybil where he stands up to leave after she tries to chat him up bcs like. um. hey. daughter missing. gotta find her. i cannot waste any time here. lol peace.

james, meanwhile, does want to see mary again, and aches for her presence, but he is really not fully there at all. he's seemingly elsewhere, distant from those he comes across not out of necessity, but a current inability to fully see them and their pain. james to me is in full depersonalization mode atm and is running on autopilot. he meanders around silent hill because it's really all on his mind to do. the sense of urgency in sh1 has seemingly diluted as we explore the town with james at a languid pace. mary is definitely an important matter, yes, but compared to harry, james takes his sweet fuckin time. mary's death hangs over the prospect of his mission to find mary failing before it even begins, and yet he still goes to silent hill under those pretenses, and also the pretense to kill himself and be in death with the person he loved most, bcs he was the one that killed her, rather than the disease.

harry's yet to have his brushes of darkness as alluded to in sh3, while james already has, and had paid the price for it. harry is a lot more tenacious than james is, by far, but james is overall a lot more calm, for lack of a better term. of course james has his moments like anybody does, and harry isn't running on rage, disrespect, or anything of the sort; it's just that for the kinds of personalities they have, i see them as meshing very well. harry is "think now, do later" while james is "do now, think later". when thrust in an urgent situation, they have different reactions that can balance the other out; keeping harry halfway calm while spurring james onto achieving his goal in a more timely fashion.

[halfarchived]

if i said regressor ! cheryl blossom and cg ! toni topaz would there be BOOOO s in the chat

[caitthegreatest]

do you think that the pwhl announcer group chat is full of everyone chirping Kenzie and Cheryl for their curse

[newsatsix1986]

News At Six 1986 Meets Jackson Tozer! ❤️🤴🏻🌟📺

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There was a certain bloke on the set of The Newsreader that had Mum and I laughing a lot!

This bloke actually ended up being the favourite person of Mum’s from our set day, as his warmth and enthusiasm won us completely over. Here’s us with Jackson Tozer, who plays sound technician Ross McGrath! He was the very first cast member I ever spoke to online way back in 2021, so it was super cool getting to meet him in person!

Jackson is a scream, believe me! He is even funnier than Ross is in real life, and approaches his set days with so much energy and passion. We were that excited to meet him when Michelle Lim Davidson brought him to the lunch table. He shook our hands firmly and sat down to have a chinwag. We especially wanted to press him about a certain iconic scene from the terrific Australian comedy series Deadloch, and we were delighted to discover that the falling on the floor was his improvisation! Classic, Jackson! 😂

When we were filming Cheryl’s hens party scene, it was so cool listening to Jackson deliver his lines as Ross in person. He injects a whole heap of energy into his lines, and as we were standing not too far away (as seen in the unit still Jackson and I share), it was rather delicious listening to Ross discover that his best friend was gay for the first time despite the many years he knew Tim. A mixture of shock but also wishing that Tim had entrusted him with this earlier.

Jackson joyously joined in the Nutbush dance with a good chunk of the cast and crew (including Mum and I), and cheekily kept offering Mum the herbal prop cigarettes, which she still talks about to this day with such fondness! He was also rather chuffed to sit down at Dennis’ desk with me and chat between takes. It was so evident to us how thrilled he was that I got this opportunity to join The Newsreader, and he has definitely made his mark on our hearts!

Jackson, thank you for being such a tip top bloke and in particular for the sheer joy you filled Mum with that day! Thank you for taking the time to make this day even brighter for us through your energy and joy. We are truly so grateful to you, and we cannot wait to see what you do next! ❤️🌟🤴🏻

📸: Jane Zhang (Image Two), Chum Ehelepola (Image Three), Maria Angelico (Image Four)

[louisisalarrie]

Often, some antis/solos do not realize how much the narrative surrounding Louis's fatherhood is manipulated to attract the public. From the moment the child was born, their meetings have been widely shared on social media and through the press. And the other moments together were recorded to be sold in a film. Many of these moments seem perfect, but the reality can be very different. Louis appears to want to show himself as an exemplary father, but there are aspects of the situation that are beyond his control and tell a different story (like the "boobiegate" and the fact that the child didn't have health insurance). Moreover, he and his family (and obviously B's family too!!) have not always respected the child's privacy, despite the public discussion on this topic. Sometimes, it seems that these situations are exploited for personal ends rather than prioritizing the child's well-being.

The difference with Zayn and Liam's children is stark. We’ve never seen their faces; they protect their kids’ privacy and don’t use them as a means to sell something or cover up issues. Sometimes, I even forget they’re parents. Louis, I hate to say, has built his entire persona around being a father in recent years, and it’s been a foolish move because those who have really followed him know that he hasn’t seen that child more than once a year for many years. I don’t want to blame L, of course, as I believe the real victims here are L and little F (I can’t even imagine how many traumas that child might develop to this situation, and I hope they’ve taken the right precautions).

This outburst was just to show how untrue this story is, which is portrayed as perfect when in reality it’s just a collection of poorly managed situations and moments of false perfection created deliberately for sale.

Thank you for the big chat here anon, and yes, I very much agree. If you google search for Liam or Zayn’s kids, you get very little photos of them. I too forget they have kids lol, they’re rarely in the spotlight. Also, those kids were from long time relationships. Pretty sure Zayn and Gigi ended things like less than a year after Khai was born, but they were together for quite a while. Same with Liam and Cheryl (big fucking yikes to that woman), they broke up about a year after Bear was born. And neither of those kids have been pushed into the spotlight even close to how much F has been - which was from a drunk one night stand.

When we talk about the image of one direction, and the individual boys, you’d be really quickly covering up a kid being born from a drunk one night stand (horrible image for their demographic), but celebrating kids that were born out of longer term dedicated relationships (yes I’m aware Khai and Bear were born after 1d though, but point still stands). It’s such a different thing, ya know? BBG did not help with louis’ image whatsoever, and was a total smear campaign, and was never meant to end with an actual child. It was meant to end with a DNA test and a see ya later. The foreshadowing was all there, the articles seeding the end, everything was very clear until all those articles that claimed he was seeking a DNA test just kind of… disappeared.

So, 23 year old heartthrob boyband member has a drunk one night stand, gets a random chick pregnant, and that’s announced to the world? Come off it. Also such a weird announcement and tension and just all around awkwardness about the whole situation from everyone involved.

So then louis and B/family posts a bunch of photos of this kid’s face, and how good louis is for sticking around to be a dad to a kid he had as a result of a one night stand. And wow, what a good guy! He trusts people so much he refused to get a DNA test! He’s taking accountability! Annnnnndddd a bunch of pap pics from leaving the hospital and nonstop content of this kid for 9 years. It’s embarrassing. It was scandal that, rather than be celebrated, would’ve been swept very quickly under the rug if it were true. But they used it as a closeting tool and it was never meant to go this far. Preeeeetttyyyy sure it was originally to be with Eleanor anyway.

And yeah, Louis has had kind of a poor image at times, so he keeps up the good dad image so that’s something the fans and gp can justify. But god it just would’ve made sense to be like “yeah Louis is a part of F’s life and he’s there for him” and then we just don’t see the kid again. You’d still have the argument that Louis can go near a vagina without vomiting. But, alas, he signed on with SC for a little while after 1d and therefore gave up more image rights etc.

I’d kinda understand continuing this baby thing if 1d were still active together because it would be there to balance out Harry’s sexuality and the way they interact with each other onstage. But since they’ve been solo, they’ve kept it up, gotten timelines wrong in AOTV, have his sisters post a kid’s face on Instagram a million times, and just have him far more in the spotlight than he should be.

Also, this most recent time is just… fan service. There’ll probably be an article or two if we get a photo of him with the kid on holiday, but as of now, there’s nothing really for the gp. They better be gearing up to an end or something though - maybe a final push to everyone that he’s a good dad to solidify the positive image ready for public empathy and sympathy and then drop the bomb?

(Also I adore your final paragraph here, this was all very well written. Thank you for the chats!)

[skuntank]

Okay but like Cheryl trying to arrange a trip for her and Gardenia to Kalos so she could find some cute Ghost/Grass types so MAYBE Gardenia can start to work through her ghost fears (and if not then hey they got to look at some cool Grass types together which is always a win in Gardenia's book) and she loves Gardenia. Dearly. And quietly enjoys how frantic she gets sometimes. But also wants Gardenia to be the best Gardenia possible at all times forever.

Firstly. There would be so many excuses about why Gardenia can't do that. She has work. And a gym to run. She has gym battles scheduled a month out. Also it's too hot over there right now. Also it's too cold over there right now. Also she just remembered she has a meeting she's missing with some other rangers so she can't talk about this right now bye

But Cheryl will remember. Because of course she will. And also Gardenia experiencing night terrors isn't fun for either of them and Cheryl is certain something must be done, if anything can be done.

Cheryl would have to get Diantha on board with this. They end up making it up to be like it'll be a fun vacation. Six months in the future so hopefully Gardenia has forgotten all about their initial conversation. Like you said, go see some cool new grass types. Maybe chat with Ramos too, which Gardenia loves doing at league meetings, so why not? See their friend Diantha, maybe even Cynthia will come along and they'll make a whole friend thing out of it. Diantha certainly has the space to host. And Diantha has something else very important, and that is a Gourgeist.

This is quickly feeling like telling a kid you're gonna get them ice cream just to get them into the car for their surprise dentist appointment.

Gardenia ends up locking herself in Diantha's bathroom for three hours. Cheryl feels bad, she really does, but she also thinks this is getting just a little tiny bit silly. Just a little. Of course she's not gonna say that tho

Also like. Gourgeist is one of the cutest and most inoffensive ghost types out there. This is literally the best possible Pokemon to try to confront your fear of ghost types with.

Long story short. Gourgeist sticks it's face through the door to make weird cheerful pumpkin ghost noises at Gardenia who shrieks very loudly. And Diantha sends Cheryl home with a baby Pumpkaboo to take care of. : )

Thank you so so so much for this lol