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cassafrassie · 1 month

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testing the waters - (also on ao3) length: 2,938 words rating: G (v mild swearing)

It’s a slow, hot, lazy late August afternoon. The world has been saved, triangle demon vanquished, Grunkle Stan’s memories slowly returning to him, and Dipper and Mabel Pines lounge on the front deck of the Mystery Shack soaking up their last moments of summer before returning to Piedmont in just a few days.

Dipper lays flat on his back on the wood slats, watching the trees sway in the warm breeze while Mabel sprawls on the couch, tapping away on her phone.

“Oh-ho-ho!” She says after some time, breaking the easy silence.

“What?” Dipper asks, glancing at her but not moving.

“Nothing…” she replies in such a mischievous tone that Dipper immediately knows it’s anything but nothing.

Dipper lifts his head to get a better look at his sister. She’s grinning like a mad woman as she taps something on her phone.

It makes Dipper uneasy.

“Mabel,” he says, slower. “What is it?”

Mabel ignores him at first, still tapping away, but eventually looks down at him with a smug smile on her face.

“Time for you to get your own phone I think, bro-bro.”

“What? Why?”

“Well you can’t exactly expect me to be the middle man for you and your girlfriend forever.”

“Girlfri—…?” Dipper trails off as Mabel tosses him her phone, open to a short text conversation.

Pacifica: Mabel. Tell your brother to meet me at Lake Gravity Falls at 4PM today.

Mabel: OoOooh. Looking to do some more huggin’ are ya?? Or maybe taking it up a notch? 💋💋😘

Pacifica: Ugh, just tell him.

Mabel: What’s the magic woooord?

Pacifica: Now?

Mabel: Come on Pazmatazz we practiced this.

Pacifica: Don’t call me that.

Mabel: P

Mabel: L

Mabel: E

Pacifica: Fine! Please! Just stop!

Dipper throws the phone back at Mabel, a little rougher than he needed to.

“Do you have to be like that?” he bites out.

“Um, securing your romantic future? Yes, you’d think you’d be grateful, jeez. Make sure you shower before you go though, you smell like the inside of a gym sock.”

“Who says I’m going?” Dipper says, flopping back down on the deck. “She can’t just boss me around like that.”

“Sure, Dip,” Mabel says, returning to her texting.

---

Two hours later Dipper finds himself showered (he needed to anyway, okay?!), changed and waving his thanks to Soos for the ride as he trudges down toward the lake from the parking lot. To his right he sees the lake’s marina. It’s mostly modest speed boats and fishing vessels, but rising like a skyscraper above all the rest is a large pleasure craft, at least 80 feet from bow to stern, with the familiar “N.W.” emblazoned in gold script along the side of the bow. He figures this must be his destination, so he heads down the dock toward the end, where the massive yacht rests bobbing in the water in the final slip.

“Pacifica? You there?” he calls out from the dock, finally reaching the boat.

Pacifica’s blonde head pops out from a door to the interior almost immediately. She bounces up on deck and trots over to the side, leaning over to peer down at him.

“Dipper! You came!”

She’s is wearing a striped purple polo top similar to the one she wore the night the Lilliputtians attacked, simple pleated white shorts and camel-colored boat shoes. Her long hair is pulled back into a low ponytail and the overall effect is classy but understated. She looks… nice, Dipper thinks before shaking the thought away.

“Well you kind of made it sound like I didn’t have a choice.”

Pacifica shoots him a grin that’s just a little dazzling in the late afternoon light, and before he knows it his feet are carrying him up dock's boarding steps to the side of the boat. As he lifts his foot to step onto the yacht, however, Pacifica holds up her palm, stopping him.

“Ah, ah, ah, Pines! First rule of boating etiquette. Always ask for permission to board.”

“You invited me here!” he shoots back.

“Manners still matter,” she says, flipping her hair.

Dipper groans. He feels annoyance rising in his chest and is about to tell her to forget it, but then he studies her face and he sees the playful smirk tugging at the corners of her mouth.

Oh. She’s… messing with him.

He feels his own mouth quirk up at the sides.

Well two can play at that game.

Dipper clears his throat, straightens his back and assumes an air of hyperbolic chivalry.

“Very well, Miss Northwest. Would your highness deign to grace herself with my presence by allowing me to step aboard thine’s most glorious seafaring vessel?” He finishes with an exaggerated twirl of his hand.

Pacifica giggles and holds out her hand to him palm up. “She will. Dork.”

He grips her welcoming hand and allows her to help him come aboard, taking a second to find his footing on the gently bobbing boat before releasing it.

“Pretty nice, uh, schooner you got here.” He says, hands on his hips, looking around.

Schooner? Is that even right? Why is he trying to impress her with big boat words? He doesn’t know a darn thing about boats.

Pacifica quirks an eyebrow but lets it go. “Yeah, it’s fun,” she says wistfully. “But I’m pretty sure it’s going up for sale next week along with the manor.”

“Oh,” Dipper says rubbing his neck. “Do you know where you’re moving yet?”

He feels just the slightest confusing feeling of guilt tugging deep in the pit of his stomach. He didn’t feel bad about Preston and Priscilla getting found out for their years of crookedness, but Pacifica didn’t really have anything to do with that.

“Another mansion here in town. It’s way smaller though. Only one swimming pool,” Pacifica says, her face falling briefly, but she shakes it off.

Dipper chokes back a snort, all feelings of guilt instantly evaporating.

“You want a soda? I can show you around,” Pacifica asks, though the way she confidently strides back toward the interior leaves him with the impression that’s it’s not really a question as much as it is a command to follow.

He trails after her, following into the inner cabin of the boat. They enter a spacious galley. The walls are lined in deep teak wood and a massive crystal chandelier hangs in the center of the room. Dipper thinks this seems pretty impractical for a boat, but then again little about the Northwests has ever been practical.

A steward brings a silver tray with an assortment of sodas and juices. Dipper picks a Pitt Cola from the offering and then continues following Pacifica deeper below deck.

“So, uh, what’s the occasion?” he asks, following her down a narrow staircase and down a hallway lined with staterooms. “You just showing off the last of your family’s spoils before it goes to the auction block?”

Pacifica rolls her eyes as she stops at a door near the end of the hall.

“No. Well, not just that.” She opens the door, which leads to a small storage room. She doesn’t turn on the lights, but he can make out that the cabin is filled with boxes and chests from the warm light coming in from two small portholes. “This is the main reason.” She grips a large trunk in the corner with both hands and tugs it out from the shadows. The same “N.W.” monogram is etched onto the lid, the faint light catching the gold script.

As she tugs, Dipper feels the cabin shift around him unnaturally. He realizes the boat is pulling away from the dock. He braces himself against a wall with one arm, but Pacifica isn’t as quick on her feet and she stumbles forward. Dipper reaches forward with his free arm and grasps her around the middle. Her hair ends up in his face.

Lavender, again.

“I gotcha,” he says.

Pacifica grasps onto his arm as she steadies herself, then meets his eyes for the briefest of moments before turning away from him abruptly.

She coughs. “Thanks.”

Dipper feels his face flush. Not going to think too hard about that.

Pacifica turns back to the trunk, kneeling down and fiddling with the lock.

“My family has had these tapestries for as long as I can remember. I’m not sure where they came from, but I took the one in my bedroom down the night after the party. I didn’t know why at the time, but after the last few days things started to come together… so I took the rest down too and stashed them down here.” She looks over her shoulder at him. “Mom and Dad don’t know.”

Dipper feels a burst of pride swell in his heart at her small rebellion, whatever this is.

He leans over her shoulder as she lifts the lid to the trunk, but freezes when he sees what’s within.

He sees the eye first. That piercing, maniacal eye. Then the shape and color. And its enough to send him gasping backward, air completely leaving his lungs.

“Dipper?” Pacifica asks, spinning around toward him.

Dipper’s heart feels like it’s stopped. Where’s the wall? He needs to grab on to something. His arm waves behind him until it finds purchase on the side of the cabin.

“Dipper!” Pacifica continues. “Shoot! I’m sorry, I should have warned you.” She slams the lid shut and turns to grasp Dipper’s shoulders. “Hey, hey look at me.”

Dipper reluctantly meets her eyes, but he’s glad he does. Her blue meets his brown and he sees her concern and immediately feels calmer. In the recesses of his mind, fleetingly, he had feared that this was all some sort of trap, but when he sees her sincerity he knows she’s still on his side.

“You’re okay. I’m here. Crap, I’m so sorry,” she goes on, lowering her eyes but still gripping his shoulders.

Dipper feels the oxygen returning to his lungs and his head clearing.

“No, no it’s okay. I’m okay. It was an accident,” he says, taking a deep breath.

Pacifica looks back up at him, lip quivering. She releases his shoulders.

“Hey,” he chucks her under the chin lightly. “All good. Nothing wounded but my pride.”

She gives him a wary smile.

He returns it, feeling relief as he watches her features slowly relax. She really is pretty, huh?

Shit.

No.

No, no, no we are not doing that right now, brain.

He clears his throat.

“So… uh, why exactly are you showing me this?” he finally asks, breaking their eye contact and gesturing to the trunk.

“Oh! Right.” Pacifica tucks a strand of hair behind her ear as she straightens up, putting her hands on her hips. “I want you to help me get rid of it.”

Dipper’s mind races through memories of spells and incantations he read in Ford’s journals. Was there one for expelling physical objects from reality? Could they summon a self-contained fire that wouldn’t compromise the boat? Maybe if they contacted the ghost of Archibald Corduroy he would be able to bring the tapestries to the… ghost realm? If that’s a thing?

Pacifica looks at him curiously. “Uh, hello? What’s going on in there?” she asks, tapping his forehead with her pointer finger.

He continues studying the trunk. “Just trying to think of the best way…”

Pacifica raises an eyebrow. “Come on, Pines. Lake Gravity Falls is 742 feet deep at its center. Where do you think we’re going?” She gestures around her to the moving yacht.

Oh.

Right. Well that could work too.

With some effort and griping the two manage to bring the trunk up the stairs (“Pivot! You have to pivot!” Pacifica had sniped more than once) and on the main deck of the boat.

Together they lift the heavy chest to the railing at the stern, letting it balance delicately just shy from tipping over. They each hold one handle.

“Any final words?” Dipper asks, turning to face her.

“Good riddance.” Pacifica says, still staring at the trunk, eyes focused on the “N.W.” monogram. She turns to him. “Let’s do this.”

Damn, she’s fierce. He gives her a half smile and nods.

They each let go of their respective handles and give the trunk a firm push. It goes tumbling overboard, falling the dozen or so feet it takes to reach the water before hitting it with a satisfying splash.

Dipper and Pacifica stand side by side, watching it sink below the surface slowly, murky darkness slowly obscuring it from view. Then it’s gone.

Pacifica turns and leans her back against the railing, letting out a long exhale. “Wow, it’s crazy how much better I feel.”

Dipper smiles at her. Her features do look more relaxed. Like a heavy burden— or curse, maybe—has been lifted.

He nudges her side with his elbow. “So this tub is going away in a few days right? What do you say we enjoy it a bit before it’s gone?”

Pacifica turns to face him and grins.

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A couple hours, an impromptu water gun fight, and a few unceremonious pushes into the lake later, Dipper and Pacifica lay next to one another on their stomaches at the bow of the boat, each wrapped in a fluffy towel. Together they watch the sun drop below the tree-lined horizon. Orange and pink gives way slowly to purple and blue. Dipper lets his eyes drift from the hazy sky to the gentle waves created by the yacht cutting through the lake surface, and finally to his new friend. Her eyes have shut and her head is cushioned on her arms. The soft light of the dusk plays on her delicate features, and he takes a moment to watch the steady inhale and exhale of her breathing. He feels himself smile, and decides to let himself indulge in the warm feeling that comes with it. Just for now. Even if he still isn’t sure what it means.

After a moment her eyes flutter open and her cheeks dust with pink. “Guess I dozed off a bit?” she asks, scrunching up her nose.

“Yeah, but it’s okay. It’s been a big day.”

She yawns and looks at the horizon.

“So I guess you’re going back home to California soon, huh? After your party?”

“Yeah… but is it weird that to say that Piedmont doesn’t really feel like home anymore?”

“No.” She turns to him. “I think ‘home’ can kind of change. I never used to feel like Gravity Falls was where I belonged, honestly.”

“Really? Do you still feel that way?”

“I’m not sure… I feel at home right now though, I think.” Her cheeks grow rosier.

Dipper smiles, feeling his own cheeks warming once again as well.

“What are you gonna do? After?” he asks, not really knowing precisely how to articulate what he means, but trusting she will understand.

“I don’t know,” she laughs. “Back to school, I guess. Maybe I can convince my parents to let me start boarding. I’m just a day student right now, but there are a bunch of kids who live too far to go home at night. I wouldn’t mind staying away from my parents for awhile.” Dipper isn’t sure he completely understands how private schooling works, but before he can ask she keeps talking. “Mom and Dad—they, uh… fight a lot, you know? And I kind of think it’s just going to get worse now that we’re only really rich and not insanely rich.” She drops her chin to her rest on her right forearm, lets her left arm dangle over the side of the boat.

Dipper flashes back to four months earlier, hearing his own mom and dad say the most horrible things to one another late at night in their kitchen, long after he and Mabel were supposed to have gone to bed.

“Yeah,” he starts, slowly. “That’s… rough. I get that.”

She tilts her head to him, eyes wide. “You do?”

“Yeah...” He lets his own head fall forward, cushioned by his laced fingers. “I’m not really sure what I’m going to be walking into when we get back, either. Family-wise, I mean.”

“Do you want to talk about it?”

“Honestly, not really. It’s too pretty and peaceful here right now.” He meets her eyes.

“Another time then,” she says, like it’s not even a question.

He feels a smile tug at his lips. On a lot of people, such declaration would come off as presumptuous, rude even. But Pacifica’s so naturally confident and matter-of-fact that it’s just… endearing. Honest.

And he knows it’s true, too.

“Yeah, another time.”

The yacht’s crew eventually brings the boat back to the marina just as the stars are beginning to make their first appearances in the evening sky. Her driver gives him a ride home, and clambering out of back of the town car, Dipper notices Mabel peeking through the Shack’s curtains. He rolls his eyes and turns back to where Pacifica still sits in the back of the car.

“So you’re coming to our birthday tomorrow, right?” he asks.

“Duh, I am the Party Queen after all.” She winks and his stomach does a funny little flip. “It would be cruel to deprive you of my presence on your birthday.”

He laughs and shakes his head, sends her a final wave and smile over his shoulder as he makes his way back to what will almost certainly be an interrogation of epic proportions from his sister.

But, yeah, maybe Mabel is right. Maybe it is time to get his own phone.

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juanbodyswapstfs · 1 year

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Fair Trade

David was a hard working father trying to provide enough to maintain his son. The downside to this was he wasn’t spending a lot of time with his son martin.

Martin was an attractive young man but doesn’t know the potential he has in his body. It pained David that Martin wouldn’t use his body to its full potential.

One day, David came home early from work. “Hey Martin, im home early!” Said David. David didn’t get a response and headed upstairs. He saw the door to his bathroom opened and saw Martin jerking off to his briefs. “Dad!” Martin proceeds to slam the door in a hurry.

A few hours later..

Hey bud, You doing alright? “Dad, please go away.” Said Martin. “Son, I know how you feel, when I was your-“ “Dad just stop it! you don’t know how I feel.” Said Martin angrily. “Alright, Ill give you some time to calm down, when your done, come to the living room and we’ll have a chat.” Said David.

A few minutes later..

“Hey dad, Im sorry for how I talked to you..” Said Martin. “Don’t worry bud, I get your sexual desires hehe.” David said. “I love you but sometimes I just wish we could feel more connected.” Martin said. “Yeah, Hehe I wish you knew how good and strong your body is martin.” David said. “And I wish I could spend more time with you dad.” Martin said. “Well, goodnight my son.” David said. They both head to bed and sleep until the next morning.

In the morning

Martin wakes up feeling a bit sore and clumsy. “Woah why do I feel so big all of a sudden.” Martin opens his eyes and sees a huge bulge in his briefs. “Oh my god dad, why didn’t I know you had such a huge package.” Davids package was girthy and long with his balls big and manly. “Damn my armpits smell fucking good.” Martin whips out his new package and starts jerking off. “Ooohh yeah that shits good.” Martin then cums all over his dads chest.

On davids side..

David woke up and already knew something was wrong. He stood up and looked at himself in the mirror, “Hey handsome, Im gonna treat this body how it should be treated.” David Takes off his socks and smells them, “Mmmm” David takes out his package and jerks off. “Oooo fuck yeah im your country boy.” His hot steamy sperm squirts on the mirror. Martin then knocks on the door, “Hey Dad, you like your new body?” Martin says. “Dad?” “Im your son Dad.” David says in a cheeky tone. “Oh dad, im gonna use this body to its full potential.” David says. “Hahaha son, me too.” Martin says. “Alright im going to work” Martin says then leaves.

At the construction site..

Martin was trying his hardest to fit in as his father, He had to take a leak and went to the restroom. At the restroom there was an attractive construction worker guy pissing next to him. “Mind If I give you a hand haha.” Martin said. “Uh David?” The man said. “Just joking with ya haha.” Martin said a bit disappointed. The guy zipped up and left the restroom in a hurry. When Martin finally finished he walked out and saw his manager. “Hey david, Im sorry to say this but, your fired.” “Wait what?” “You harassed one of your coworkers.” The manager said. Defeated, Martin headed back home.

At Martins school.

David was having a blast in his sons body, winning every game and scoring a lot in gym class! “Haha beat that suckers!” David says. “You changed so much martin..” says martins crush. “People change my dude.” David says says. Martins Crush walks away sad. The bell rings and David runs home in his new youthful body.

At home

David and Martin arrived home in each others bodies. “Im sorry Dad, I got fired.” Martin said. “Oh thats fine, its your body now anyways.” David said. “Im doing well in school so fair trade haha.” David Said. Both Martin and David were satisfied with their bodies, David joined football and graduated with a athletes scholarship and Martin got a job as a Gay stripper.

So sorry for not posting stories in a while, I was kinda blocked on what to do next.. Message me if you have requests! peace out.

#bodyswap #himbotransformation #hunktransformation #male body swap #male tf #male transformation #malebodypossesion #bodyswitch #dad and son body swap

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echantedtoon · 10 months

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Dragon's Treasure Ch10 Tamer Of Dragons (ft. Regidrago)

(WARNING: The pokemon does have a few scratches, reader also gets a sprained ankle but again nothing too serious.)

Well...That little reunion between the both of you was awkward, but pleasant!

And you weren't really sure what would be in store for you all later after your work shift but you soon found out just a few hours later. The rest of the day had went by fairly well. You just did some duties behind the counter, cleaned off a few tables, brought out some food- All mundane things while keeping an eye on the time and not soon long after the sky was started to get into the late evening and your shift was over, but Raihan didn't show back up during that entire time. You hung up your apron, bid your boss good bye as he began close up procedures, and then walked out the door- Or you would've before everyone still left in the store looked up all of a sudden when the door slammed back open in a hurry, the bell above the door ringing like crazy from the sudden hit the door gave as everyone looked over and you blinked in surprise at what you saw. Standing there in the doorway, was Raihan. The gym leader was standing there in the doorway heaving and panting like he just ran a hundred mile marathon, a handful of pretty wildflowers clutched in one free hand as he gazed around the small cafe. His eyes locked onto yours in an instant and he immediately held up his free hand in a wave.

"H-Hey, Y/n!," he called with a nervous smile, free hand coming to rub the back of his neck. "I- Um...S-Sorry if I'm late."

You blinked for a moment before shaking your head. "Uh. No. You're right on time. In fact you're a little early." You motioned to the clock. "I just got off work actually."

"Really? Phew. I-I mean! AH!! I-I knew that! T-Totally wasn't worried I messed up the timing. Haha!" He tried not to go red faced when you giggled at his reaction. "See? T-Told ya I had everything under control! Nothing's too much of a challenge for the great Raihan!"

You rose a brow amused. "I knew you could do it. So what's with the plants there?" You nodded towards the flowers he still held. "Taking up gardening as a hobby now?"

He blinked glancing between his hand for a moment before shoving the hand holding the flowers out to you. "Um!" You blinked and leaned back as he practically shoved the small flowers in your face. "T-These are for you! I-I just saw them outside the gate and it reminded me a bit of you."

You slowly blinked at the cheerfully colorful flowers before slowly reaching up to take from Raihan. Raihan...got you flowers? You stared a bit more before smiling and lifting them higher to smell the sweet scent. "These are..beautiful." You looked back at him. "Thank you. What flowers are they?"

He smiled somewhat bashfully before shrugging. "Oh, y'know. Just some wild primroses. They reminded me of you so I just picked them real quick." You let out a small 'Oh' smiling at the primroses you held. That was nice of him. "They symbolize positivity and courage." You blinked back at him and his softened smile. "That's why the-...They remind me so much of you. Y-You're a very kind an-and brace person, Y/n. In fact you c-can say that's what made me fall for you in the first place."

Your face lit up brighter than a christmas tree at the bold statement before you coughed and looked away. "Yeah? W-Well thanks anyways. I guess this was a good move on your part."

He seemed to light up more. "Well of course! Any lovely date deserves some lovely flowers. Though I can't say it compares to the way you look."

He leaned back just before you could swing the flowers at his face. "F-Flattery will get you no where! Besides, I thought you were going to take me out for dinner like you promised."

Oh shoot! He almost forgot about that part! With a smile he casually gestured back to the door with a bow. "Well then my lady, will you give me the honor of escorting such a lovely maiden to the diner?~", he asked holding out his arm for you to take.

You rolled your eyes but accepted his invitation, hanging your arm around his much to his happiness. "Such a gentlemen. Guess I'll have to accept as long as you're not a dragon in disguise waiting to carry me off to your tower."

He chuckled using his other hand to push the door back open for you. "Lucky for you I'm not that kind of dragon."

"Really?," you asked amused following him out. "Then what kind of dragon are you, Mr. Raihan?"

"I happen to be the kind of dragon who defends the princess," he proclaimed proudly placing a hand to his chest and head held high. "Who wouldn't be intimidated by me?~"

"Oh so I'm a princess now?"

"Better. You're yourself. That means you have a heart of gold, and as you know, us dragons llooovve gold." You blinked looking as he smiled at you. "And what am I to do but appreciate the dragon's treasure.~"

You stared at him silently, face lit up more than the sun-

"ACK!?" He spat out and shook his head when all of a sudden he was harmlessly wacked by some flowers.

"I-I-I said flattery won't get you anywhere!!"

"AHAHAHAHA!! It must do something! You're really cute when you're blushing-"

"STOP IT!!"

For a second date it certainly didn't feel too much like one. After all it was just a quick dinner at that small curry corner in the train station again. You were really enjoying the curry the chef could cook and Raihan finally coaxed you into trying that desert he recommended before. The pecha berry short cake with the combee honey glaze and cheri soda float he mentioned when he first saw you in Hammerlocke two months ago. You wanted to refuse but he insisted and you'd be lying if you said you weren't curious about what it tasted like, but you were sure glad you took him up on his offer. Pecha berries tasted very similar too peaches albeit a bit more sour and combee honey added too it just made it sweeter. It tasted sweeter than the normal honey you tasted back in your world. And Cheri berries were just regular cherries, or at least to you they were since they tasted the same as drinking cherry soda. You might wanna ask Chef Steven for his famous desert recipe later if he was nice enough to lend it to you. The conversation you two had was surprisingly casual as well. He mostly asked about you trips around Galar and what had happened in the time since he last saw you which surprised you greatly. You couldn't remember anyone else taking time out bothering to ask you how you day was or if you were doing well.

"-and so then I finally found the guy who ordered the food in the supermarket," you said with a groan remembering your time as an unofficial errand boy for Hulbury, "You'd think he'd be more specific with his directions! But no. The free food was almost not worth the entire thing!"

Raihan could only listen with a grimace. "Really? That had to be so confusing. I mean I don't think Lee would even be that bad with directions."

"I know right! That's what I was thinking." You sighed. "I don't know what was more humiliating. Being an unpaid delivery guy or apologizing to Oleana and Rose."

"You did what you had to do in that moment or what you thought best," Raihan comforted with a look, "I don't blame you for that. I mean we both didn't know they'd-"...he silently trailed off. You both already well knew what he was referring too.

"Yeah." You shook your head sighing once again. "But that was a long time ago now. Things are in the past and I'm just looking forward to the future...And speaking of which." Your head looked up towards the sky just outside the train station. It had gotten dark, but not completely night time. Must've just been sunset. "I better get home. Silver's probably wondering where I am by now." Turning back to him Raihan blinked when your hand reached around into your pocket and brought out your wallet.

"Whoa! Hey!" He frowned a bit and caught your attention back onto him. Without a word he gestured to said wallet in your hands. "What are you doing?"

You paused obviously confused. "Um...Paying my half of the dinner? I'm not just going to let you pay for everything y'know. That'd be messed up of me to expect you to pay for everything even if you did invite me out." You...weren't going to let him spend a whole lot on you? he ended up staring at you longer than he meant too because you asked him. "What? Is there something on my face?"

"N-No. It's just that..no girl's b-been that considerate before to me. I-I didn't think you could get anymore perfect," he mumbled out without thinking and it made you blink before your own face was shot pink........!? He blinked. "I-I mean-! HHHAAAAA!!" He gave an awkward smile. "My bad. Autocorrect."

"You said that out loud," you pointed out changing the subject, "B-But I still can't let you pay for me especially on the second date! That's nuts!"

"Hey. I promised I'd take you out to dinner and I meant it. My idea, my treat." You didn't look very convinced other than your still red face frowning at him, so he sighed and held up his hands. "Ok. How about this? You let me pay this time and then next time we go out it'll be your treat. Say about. Mmm. I dunno-" He rolled a hand looking hopeful at you with a smile. "Maybe hypothetically next Wednesday night. Maybe hypothetically we go to the movies right around the corner and maybe just hypothetically have a good time."

You gave a dry chuckled before you looked at him in disbelief. "Is this your way of asking me out for a third time?"

"Psh. What?" He waved a hand leaning back in his chair. "No. I would never. I was only giving out a hypothetical scenario where we can have more fun. Buuutt-" He gave a sly grin your way. "I certainly would've be apposed to something like that if it were to happen."

You rolled your eyes. "Fine. You know what time I get off."

How did you let yourself get talked into these things? Oh well. At least you'd get the chance to pay him back. After having him pay and setting off out of the train station he looked at you hands in his pockets before nodding off towards the way off back towards your home.

"So..can I walk you home?"

To which you shook your head no. "Thanks but I'll be alright. I remember my way back so don't worry. Besides, it's late and I wouldn't want to keep you."

"Oh. ..Well can I walk you out of Hammerlocke then?"

You gave a small amused sigh at him but nodded making him smile. "Sure. Why not have a big, strong dragon escort little old me through his territory?"

"That's me!," he boldly stated puffing out his chest and giving a smug smile, "No one who dare challenge the mighty tamer of dragons!"

That got a pleased reaction out of you in the form of giggles, before you started walking and to no one's surprise, he followed right next to you smiling proudly at himself for getting you to laugh. The sun had set a little lower and had already started to replace the light with darkness and stars. When you both came to the exit of Hammerlocke you both stopped and you looked up to him with a smile.

"Thanks for dinner! It was more enjoyable than I thought it would be," you thanks with a bright smile and small pink to your cheeks.

He causually waved you off. "Hey. No problem! I can't wait to hang out next week! You'll love the new movie coming out! They say you can see Melony in the background if you look hard enough."

You nodded back to him. "I'm looking forward to it. Just don't forget I'm the one paying. Or else-"

"Hey. Don't come at me. I can take a hint. Besides I think your bite's worse than your bark, Sassy."

"Oh don't worry. I don't bite." With a sly smile you reached up and he blinked when the end of your finger booped his nose. "Much.~" He froze staring cross-eyed at your hand before back at your turning form. "I'll see you later, Dragon Boy. Thanks again for the food!"

And you then left, walking away from the stunned gym leader who had stared after your form disappearing into the dark like a gengar's shadow. Ever so slowly his hand reached up to lightly graze his nose. Immediately his face lit up a bright pink and his heartbeat picked up yet again that day. Oh the things you made him feel-

Next's week date was the same after when he showed up to your after work and after your closing shift the two of you headed off for Hammerlocke's small theater. Honestly you didn't even know Hammerlocke had one since it was so small. The movie was nice. Just your standard cheesy and predictable romantic comedy soap opera, but it was still nice. Especially considering this was your very first time going to a movie theater since you were really young, that bit of knowledge surprised Raihan but you were glad when he didn't pry you more on it. And you did get to repay him for dinner by buying the tickets and food. They weren't all too expensive anyhow so it wasn't any big deal. It was really nice just being able to sit down and spend time with someone so domestically that didn't involve someone nagging you or with any ulterior motives...Well unless you count Raihan asking you out for a fourth time after that, but despite what your first impressions of him were, you found yourself relaxing around him more and more. Maybe it was because you had gotten used to him and his personality? Maybe it was the way he looked so nervous and flustered whenever he asked you out again or apologized if he thought he overstepped? Or maybe it was because his antics made you laugh more than you ever had in a long, long time?...Or maybe it was the butterflies in your stomach or the way your face always seemed to be a rainbow of pink and reds these days but you found yourself more than once staring at him for a few seconds too long, or staring at the doors of the cafe waiting to see his familiar face. Maybe it was because you finally had a friend you could see on a regular bases or maybe-...Just maybe. It was something more? Time passed and things began to change. The cool air hit as the leaves started to change color and pokemon started collecting nuts and berries to be stored away for hibernation or winter food supplies. Fruit started falling from your fruit trees and you had fun watching all the wild pokemon coming around collecting them. And you didn't see Raihan everyday. After all he was still a gym leader and legal guardian of three children with responsibilities, on top of that he was a famous man as the top gym leader. He had appearances to make. So it's not everyday you'd see him as he'd often be doing paperwork, managing his gym, traveling off to make appearances around Galar or exhibition matches, or just spending time with his trainers. He's mentioned them a few times when he'd stop by to buy food for them. You think he mentioned one of his current trips was to watch one of Camilla's soccer games in Wyndon. And that was fine by you. It'd be ludacris to expect him to come see you all the time. Besides you had plenty of things to keep you busy. The old cottage needed a bunch of cleaning and a few repairs which you were working on. There was a leak in the roof that needed to be patched up, the front door hinges creaked too loud causing your ears pain, and the hot water would randomly turn off at the worst times. It was a work in progress but things were slowly getting in order. There was way more upsides to this place than downsides anyways. You could just let your pokemon run around freely and there was a free food supply! It was his most recent trip away however was when Raihan noticed something strange, he had just flown back in the night before from Wyndon again. Something had been up with the new Chairwoman and she had wanted to ask him about some questions concerning Mr. Rose's old goings on with the powerplant, unfortunately he couldn't exactly answer a whole lot of her questions since he barely knew himself what was happening behind closed doors. Oh! And there was also that other thing mentioned to him beforehand-

He had blinked staring at the Chairwoman sitting behind her desk giving him a very serious look. "I'm sorry...You want to what again?"

"We want to release some pokemon into the reserve just behind Hammerlocke," Chairwoman Dahlia spoke to him not hesitating to get straight to the point, "Recently Sonia's come into possession of some ancient reanimated fossilized pokemon thanks to a trainer, three of which are partially dragon types. She had the idea of seeing how well they fair in the wild hoping to study some of their behaviors. I for one think it would be a great idea and trust she'll do a great job."

His brow rose higher and he gave her a deadpanned look over. "I mean-...Yeah that certainly sounds like something up Sonia's alley, but then why did you ask me to come all the way here for?''

"I'd like you to help Sonia's oversee this project."

"Wha- ME?!" He pointed at himself surprised she'd even suggest such a thing. "But why?"

"Simple. You've handled dragon types for years, if anyone could help her if anything goes wrong it'd be you."

"W-Wha- ...W-With all due respect-"

"With ALL due respect, Mr. Raihan," she cut him off with an icy tone that would put ice to shame with how cold it seemed to be and it seemed to certainly freeze him over and she wasn't even looking at him! Just shuffling some papers like all they were discussing was the weather. "There is no one else I would trust with her. Not now and certainly not after that stunt made by the brothers. I've been watching very closely to my gym circuit and the people who run them. You have a very special connection with those pokemon I haven't seen anyone else have." He didn't say too much after that and she took his silence as compliance. "The procedures have already been taken. Sonia should meet up with you when you get back. Until then I suggest you keep doing what you've been doing, Mr. Raihan. You methods are more affective than you think."

But he was glad the meeting with her was quick either way. Meant he could just get back to you-...To HAMMERLOCKE faster. He was sure everyone was missing him already, and he could use a nice break from traveling, maybe he could convince you to come watch him train the triplets! That'd be fun! Or maybe you'd even battle himself! That'd be even better! Training with you sounded like a wonderful bonding experience. Might help you become closer with each other's pokemon too. He fell asleep that night and woke up bright and early with a smile on his face. He couldn't wait to see you again and that surprised look on your face when he surprised you with his presence. Y/n probably didn't even know he was back yet! So he left for the cafe at a time he knew you'd be there, stopping for a small group of six tourist that wanted his picture, before continuing on to the cafe and walking in. The ringing of the bell going off and smiling expecting to see you standing there-...But frowned when he noticed you weren't at your place behind the counter. Instead he was met with the old store owner who smiled back noticing the gym leader's presence.

"Well if it isn't the Dragon of Hammerlocke himself," he man greeted leaning against the counter, "Built up an appetite while you were away?"

"Uh.." Raihan looked around again before shaking his head and looking back at the owner, "No not really." His hands slunk back into his pockets in his slight disappointment at not seeing you. Was it your day off? "I just stopped by to see Y/n. Is she here?"

To his surprise the cafe owner frowned and shook his head back. "No. I haven't seen her all morning. I don't know where she is."

A glass shattering sound went off in Raihan's mind as he froze and his body became rigid. His mouth pressed into a tight, thin line. "...What was that?"

"Yeah," the owner said scratching his head in a confused manner, "Haven't seen her all morning, which is strange because usually she's here by now. I would've tried to call her but I don't have her number."

Y/n doesn't have a phone. So even if he did try to call her nothing would've came from it. But...Why weren't you here?! You were always here whenever he showed up! And it wasn't like Y/n to just leave someone stranded like this without good reason or giving them a heads up. That wasn't like her. That wasn't like Y/n at all! But then...Where WAS Y/n!? Obviously she wasn't at work! But where was she if not where she was supposed to be?! Home was the most obvious answer but why didn't she tell anyone she wasn't feeling well beforehand. But was she sick?! Or hurt!? A spark of panic went through his systems at the thought of Y/n hurt in anyway! The flashbacks of just your limb self hanging in Leon's arms and being skidded off to the hospital was still strongly there in his mind and he could feel his heartrate pick up. A hummed feeling of panic set in. His world blurred and noises slurred and stopped about. If he didn't lean on the door he might faint-

B O O M!!

An earthquake hit. Or what sounded like an earthquake?? A large sound similar to that of far away exploding dynamite was heard overhead and caused both men to jump. Raihan yelped as he tripped to half a knee in shock and his face turned wide eyed up towards the ceiling, everything around him lightly shaking. The cafe owner also looking up clinging to the counter as the light shaking stopped and everything went still.

"What on Arceus's green earth was that!?," the older man shouted in fright after a few tense moments of silence.

"I-..I-I don't know." Ever so slowly he stood up legs feeling slightly like jello.

What WAS that!? There was no dynamax battles scheduled for today. Sebastian would've told him last night if there was, and there was little chance Sebastian would forget something like that! The last time he's ever felt anything like that was-....Was...Raihan's face paled, eyes blowing fully wide in horrific realization. The last time something like THIS happened was when those brothers broke into his gym and provoked that legendary pokemon into appearing!

SLAM!!!

The door slammed open, smacking into the wall and reverberating the glass panels in it from the forced, threatening to break it into a million shards. Bells ringing in his ears. Panic set in the gym leader now as he looked around the sky. Many more heads. Many more people were also panicked looking up towards the sky as with a roar of thunder and fire, a bright white line shot across it within the not so far away distance. It-..It looked like a flamethrower combined with a comet before it fizzled out into nothing but a thing trail of smoke within seconds preceded by a similar booming noise from before. Ocean eye pupils shrank at the identification of a hyper beam. A very LARGE hyper beam from a very large pokemon. Coming from the direction of the nature reserve. Coming from the direction of HER-

"Y/n!"

Feet slapped against payment which soon after turned into grass as he ran. The billions of plant blades brushing against his legs as they blurred past him. Leaves and trees and plants meant nothing to him as he rain past. Heart pounding in his chest, his arms receiving scratches from slapping branches back and forth, left and right to get through them. To Y/n. Rocks sinking deeper and deeper into his stomach the longer it took. Until with one last brush past a bush, he broke through the tree line into a small circular clearing and nearly fell to his knees from the heat. Thin trails of dark smoke trailed upwards from the even blacker earth, a thick comet trail leading from right in front of him permanently stung into the ground burnt by star fire leading to a massacre of trees and was once a night looking piece of the clearing. And who's fault was this was at the very other end of the blackened trail.

Between the whisps of thin smoke and sparks of leftover embers, there the giant stood. As red and circular as the sun above and as dangerous as the fire it shot from the spherical monster that dared to cause such a mess. And all he could was stare back at this monster. Blue eyes meeting several other blue eyes, seven in total, as they made eye contact. The red thing regarded him with the stare one would give if he was just a small wurmple passing through, big enough to be acknowledged but not big enough to be given anything more than a sideways glance and nothing more. A noise like a deep sound of muffled static popped out from the thing, it's unusual floating limbs giving rotations around it's body a few times like a stretch given out by arms. The rotating objects circling it's body like a planet were possibly the strangest thing on the thing. Like..Someone had taken the blackened skull of an ancient dragon of long ago and separated them before plastering them to rotate around this red sun's orb as limbs. Did it even matter what it was? The thing didn't pay him another glance, choosing to slowly rotate around on it's stubby legs behind it towards movement, and that's when he saw it. Some kind of large scratch on his backside. Was it in some kind of fight? That might explain why it was rampaging earlier. He looked back again up to the thing as it began slowly walking back towards something and that something gave off the slightest movement caught the man's attention away from whatever that pokemon was and back towards something laying there. Something that made the muscles in his body freeze and the blood in his circulation turn to ice.

Unmoving on the ground was a lumped curled up mass that was once a walking talking human. Sprawled on their side and their arms thrown out to encase another smaller blue mass that gave off a groan of it's own. Unmoving, blackened by dirt and soot, and eyes closed as if asleep despite the dangers of what was going on.

"Y/N!!"

A scream echoed out. Panicked. Feared. Desperate. Despite it's urgent warning towards the mass, it failed to wake up. Despite the thing that was heading right towards HER!! It made more of that weird static beeping noise continuing to rotate it's limbs every few seconds-

"STOP!! STOP IT!! LEAVE HER ALONE!!"

The thing didn't stop. Didn't listen. Too invested in it's plans. Whatever they were involving her. Deep breathing. Heavy footsteps. Feeling of helplessness. Nothing he can do- The wet blades of the grass beneath his feet gave a squeaking sound similar to that of a tire on the road as the man came to a skidding stop in front of the monster. The orb still paid not a lot of attention towards the man who dared to stop it in his tracks. A shriek of muffled static was it's only warning to him and the skull limbs held out looking as if the maws of a dragon would bite him down whole- Until a loud roar was made back to counter it. Much, MUCH more louder and echoing throughout the skies and over the tree line. Laced, and dripping with such fury that it rivaled the thunder of storms and promised nothing but malice in it's wake. And the red orbed monster stopped in it's tracks a spike of anger washing over itself.

And there he stood in silence.

A stand off between two dragons in different forms. One silence and more beast than man and the other man with twice the ferocity of any beast in that moment. A look of wild fury in his eyes that matched the scowl he wore. The stance as tense as the burning of fire. His lungs and throat burnt from the strain of that inhuman roar that rocked the heavens that no sane human would call a scream, but he didn't care. Baring his own fangs back at the orb.

"YOUR FIGHT IS NOT WITH HER!!," reverberated from his core, belly upping into a full blown threat from how he stated it. "WHAT!? YOU'RE NOT SATISFIED WITH SOMEONE YOUR SIZE!?" His arms spread out inviting this thing to swing at him. "C'MON!!" His other arm slammed against his chest with each jab at the thing. "COME ON!! I'M NOT AFRAID OF YOU!!! WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR!?" With each word his arm placed another hit to his chest and his fury rose. "AM I NOT GOOD ENOUGH!? OR DO YOU PREFER EASIER PREY!? C'MON!! LET'S SEE YOU ONE UP ME!! COME ON!!"

And then something did happen. A fast black blur that sent a blast of air rushing past him, shaking the poor jacket that clung to his body, but the furious man didn't flinch. Didn't even look at the black appendage that was suddenly on him, a single tooth of that limb pressed firmly into his cheek. A warning to not move any further-

"I. Am Not. Scared of you." Each word spoken deeply and firmly with every punctuation with angry hisses. "You. Don't belong here. Leave. NOW."

Again there was silence between the two of them and it was as if time itself was frozen for just them. To let him bare his angry eyes into the seemingly cold unblinking ones as the pokemon stared at him more....Until ever so slowly the pointed tooth in his cheek was pulled away from him and the pokemon stepped back, but he kept the short distance between them by following it not backing down.

"Get out of here. And don't come back."

It was quiet now, serene even as quiet settled in and not a pin drop could be heard. Peaceful loving, quiet-

"OW!! RAIHAN, WHAT THE HECK!?"

That was until frantic footsteps approached the body laid out on the ground and he attempted to gently pick up Y/n's upper body. Only to yelp and drop her in fright at the sudden sit up she did and annoyed scowl on her face when she fell back down. ...and he blinked hands held up as you gave him a small glare rubbing your head.

"What'd you go and do that for?"

.....He blinked again. "I-I-I-I...Y-You were- I was just trying to-.." His arms flopped to his sides as he stared at you blankly. "YOU'RE NOT UNCONCIOUS!?"

"No! I wasn't unconcious!!," you counted back with a small hiss from all the mini bruises and scrapes on your body. Thank good you ducked when you did. Silver at this point had stood back up with a sigh and shake of his own. "I was playing dead when that giant pokemon was chased down here by a bunch of magnetons!"

"MAGNETONS!?"

"Ow!" You suddenly flinched and your hand went from rubbing your head to clutching your left leg when pain shot up it from your foot.

"W-WHAT!? WHAT HAPPENED!? WHAT'D I DO!?"

"It wasn't you! My ankle hurts!," you hissed through clenched teeth as the throbbing pain in your ankle was now made present now that your brain wasn't distracted by fear anymore. "CRAP!! I probably busted it when that thing came barreling through here!"

"Your ankle!?" He practically screeched brows shooting up and face snapping to the leg you clutch while tenderly moving to lay on your back. "W-What happened?!"

"I literally just told yo- HEY!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?" Ignoring your protests, Raihan quickly grabbed hold of you, one hand under your hand and the other under your legs before you felt gravity give way as he lifted you up. With a squeal your hands darted up to clutch as his jacket and your face burnt red as you found yourself picked up bridal style by him. "H-HEY!! PUT ME DOWN RIGHT NOW!!"

"I'm taking you to Nurse Joy!," he stated firmly.

"NOT LIKE THIS YOU'RE NOT!! I'LL WALK!!"

"...With your ankle?"

"I'LL BLOODY CRAWL IF I HAVE TOO NOW PUT ME DOWN!!"

"...Mmmm. Nope. This way will be faster." He deadpanned before he began stepping setting at a brisk pace with your already heated face.

"YOU'RE A DEAD MAN WALKING RAIHAN!!"

"I'm aware, but first I want to be sure you're not a hurt girl in pain."

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Dragon’s Treasure Ch10 Tamer Of Dragons (ft. Regidrago)