#needless to say it's a bit of a wild time but i've got a really awesome mum who keeps me alive during these moments

[okkennymay]

This time around I thought I would make a comic relaying the events after the last time I posted, because my gosh is it easier to explain with pretty pictures than upsetting words >vO I prefer to make jokes about my situation than anything, ‘cause honestly it’s a solid way of dealing with it and I take so many medications as it is, why not add laughter to it I say! ( •̀ ω •́ )✧

Despite my condition’s best efforts I still managed to organise and complete a commission with someone through emails! Thank you @waezi2 you were so patient as I arose from my grave every other day to get things done (❁´◡`❁) Fighting my body and winning to complete it was the victory I needed! The sheer satisfaction I get from a commission well received by someone is like pure nectar to me~ Sweet sustenance I just can’t get enough of! The money don’t hurt either, Disability Support Pensions do not go far in this economy 👀 This is as close as I can get to having a job and I wont let C.V.S (Cyclic vomiting Syndrome) or Chrohns take that from me! 

I’m raring to dive into more if anyone’s interested ♪(´▽｀) I’m just about to post a new “commissions sheet” to broadcast that very fact >vO I do love having something to draw between Ectober pages~

[metallicaislife]

Meet and Greet

Requested by: Anon

Word Count: 1,536

Genre: 18+ Smut minors dni

Warnings: protected sex, oral(f and m receiving), swearing

The sun beat down on me as I waited in line. As soon as I heard Metallica was coming to my city, you bet I snatched a ticket so fast, and paid extra for the meet and greet. It didn’t matter that none of my friends were interested in the band, nothing was going to stop me from coming even if it meant I was going alone. 

I was surprised that I got there before the band did. I watched as their bus pulled up, and I couldn’t keep my eyes off of the door as it opened. The first member off of the bus was Kirk, he has been my favorite since I got into the band. He’s geeky, and proud of it, he just seems like the sweetest guy. His looks take my breath away, seeing him in person is so much better than the glimpses I've gotten on the television. His mop of curly dark hair, and deep brown eyes. Perfect. 

Our eyes met as he walked past, and he smiled. Kirk fucking Hammett perceived me with his eyeballs and smiled. I could die right now and still be the happiest woman alive. 

The rest of the guys walked past and waved saying hi to their fans. I was still on cloud nine just thinking about the smile from Kirk. 

Not long after they got there, the line started moving and the meet and greet began. When it was my turn for the one on ones, I talked to Cliff first, he was really kind, even though I could see he would rather meet fans in the wild instead of this sort of setting, but now they were blowing up and not playing small venues, that is a bit harder, so I’m grateful they are doing this meet and greet. Lars was next, and he was super funny. He talked my ear off about how excited he was for this tour and thanked me for coming. James had to tell him to shut his trap so the line could keep going, which brought me to James, super sweet guy. Like Cliff, this wasn’t his jam, maybe if it was the fan just talking to the whole group instead of the one on one, he would flourish a little more, he was delightful to chat with though. Kirk was last in line, I could feel my heartbeat picking up, just like out in line our eyes met and he smiled at me. 

“Hey, I’m Kirk.” He said, giving me a small wave. I introduced myself and mirrored his wave. He let out a soft chuckle. 

“Thanks for coming out, we really appreciate our fans, we wouldn’t be where we are without you all.” He said. 

“No, thank you for sharing your talent with us, my life wouldn’t be the same without your insane guitar riffs.” I complimented him. His grin widened.

“You’re too kind, and cute too. I don’t know if my heart can handle such compliments from a woman like you.” He winked. I could feel my cheeks heating up. “I don’t do this often, and believe me that isn’t a line, but here,” He said and reached in his back pocket and sneakily handed me a pass. “Our time is short here, but meet me backstage after the show.” He finished. In utter shock, I pocketed the pass and nodded. 

“Will do, Mr. Hammett.” I said, starting to feel more confident. Kirk smirked at me and we parted ways. 

Okay, keep it together. Yes, I just had my main character moment but I had to keep my head on planet earth. After the show could go many ways, but the most likely scenario had me clenching my thighs at the thought. 

Preoccupied with my thoughts, time passed fast, before I knew it, the show started. I was at the barricade on Kirk’s side. I know I already said it, but the tv screen does not do that man justice. He was so sexy on stage, lost in his playing. He kept looking my way and would smirk as I screamed along to the music. 

Needless to say the show was abso-fucking-lutely phenominal and I knew right then and there any time they come to play I would be purchasing a ticket. 

When the show finished, I confidently made my way backstage. Well, I was confident until I passed security and had no earthly idea where to go. I must have looked like a lost puppy as I stood awkwardly unsure if I should just start knocking on doors, because no way in hell would I give up whatever opportunity I was given by Kirk. 

“Hey, you’re the girl from the meet and greet.” A voice called out. I turned around and was met with Cliff, who had a smirk gracing his lips.

“Uh, yeah, I am.” I replied. 

“Loverboy’s dressing room is that one over there.” He said and pointed to the only door off to the side. 

“Thank you, Cliff.” I said, he nodded and moseyed off to his own dressing room. 

I made my way to Kirk’s dressing room and knocked. He poked his head out soon after, and smiled when he saw me. 

“Come on in.” He said opening the door wider. My eyes widened slightly seeing he was sweaty and shirtless already. I entered and he shut the door behind me. 

“You played really well tonight.” I told him. 

“Again, the prettiest woman with the compliments, I don’t know if my heart can handle it.” He said, placing his hand over his heart. I giggled. “Can I get you some water or beer?” He asked. 

“I’m fine, thanks.” I said. I wrung my hands together, the confidence leaving my body unsure of where this encounter would take us. I mean, I know what I wanted, but if I read the situation wrong I would absolutely die of embarrassment. Kirk noticed my hands and reached out stilling them. 

“Hey, we don’t have to do anything you don’t want to. I just thought you were gorgeous, and had good vibes.” He said reassuringly. 

“Oh I definitely want to, unless you don’t want to, I just wanted to make sure I read the situation right.” I said. Kirk chuckled.

“I definitely want to.” He replied. 

“So it would be okay if I kissed you?” I asked softly.

“More than okay.” He whispered back.

I closed my eyes, our lips met softly as we wrapped our arms around one another. The kiss grew heated as he backed me into the couch and helped me lay down. He kissed my neck and left a mark. All reservations were gone as my hands wandered his body. He undressed me. My back arched as he I found his tongue to be just as skilled as his fingers. 

“Oh my god, Kirk…” I moaned out. I gripped his hair tightly and he hummed against my pussy. He used two fingers to bring me over the edge. My voice already hoarse from the concert. As I came down from my orgasm I noticed his boxers were removed. He stood next to my head and I positioned myself so I could take his dick in my mouth. I darted my tongue out liking the tip before letting him slide into my mouth. I hollowed out my cheeks as he began thrusting softly. Tears entered my eyes as he repeatedly hit the back of my throat. He picked up the pace and had his hand in my hair as he helped me meet his thrusts. I could feel him getting closer to his high. He stopped and pulled out of my mouth, he found a condom and rolled it on before climbing back on top of me. His lips found mine in a deep kiss as he sunk into me. His pace was relentless. He broke the kiss as my head fell back, I let out a hoarse scream. He bit my neck softly as his hand found my clit. He rubbed me as he continued rutting into me. I came a second time, the pleasure hazing my vision. Kirk came soon after and buried his forehead on my shoulder. 

“Fuck that was so good.” Kirk muttered. 

After we cooled down, He helped me clean up and we got dressed. 

“I probably ought to head out.” I said after gathering my things. 

“I wasn’t kidding earlier when I said I don’t do this often, I know I’m in the middle of tour, but I want to see you again.” Kirk smiled at me.

“I would like that too.” I smiled back. 

Kirk and I exchanged numbers and he walked me out to my car that was in the nearly empty lot. Kirk kissed me, and waved goodbye as I drove off. 

Not only did I get to meet my favorite band, see them perform and have mind blowing sex with my celebrity crush… He wanted to see me again. Even if we don’t, I won’t kid myself, we live very different lives- I’ll be content knowing for one night I took the breath away from the man who has consistently stolen my breath since I saw his first interview.

Thank you for reading! :)

-Isa

[okamirayne]

Hi Rayne, I'm such a big fan of your writing! I've read the BtB series three times now and I'm always taken aback how amazing it is. Your talent is astounding! That series is one of my biggest writing influences and a safe place.

I hope this is not a rude question, but I wanted to ask you about your original work. Can you tell us readers and fans something about it (the world, the theme, some characters)? I know you're currently in a burnout which must suck and you should take all the time you need, but I (as many others, I'm sure) would love to know a bit about it. I'm a curious kitty, what can I say? Give a sis some details, I'm dying over here lol

Jokes aside, I wish you all the best. Forever a fan and an admirer! <3

...*reads, unsuspecting and unprepared*....

*processes*.....

........... *takes a moment*

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2 mins later...

So yeah, my attempt to compose a response within the same day as reading your message utterly failed, Anon. I needed more time to contain myself.

Firstly Sweetheart, I'm so thankful for your incredibly warm, personal, and downright amazingly supportive feedback. I am so chuffed you feel that way about the BtB series, and that it is a crazy ride you're happy to revisit! Thank you for giving it that love. <3

I hope this is not a rude question, but I wanted to ask you about your original work.

Can you tell us readers and fans something about it (the world, the theme, some characters)? I know you're currently in a burnout which must suck and you should take all the time you need, but I (as many others, I'm sure) would love to know a bit about it. I'm a curious kitty, what can I say? Give a sis some details, I'm dying over here lol

*gets steamrolled by her feels*

Yep. Lost that battle.

Oh my dear, Curious~Kitty Anon...please know, there is no universe, within the great multiverses of existence, in which your question qualifies as rude. I am moved beyond measure by your interest in my original works...I mean, if I get the warm glowy fuzzies from your interest in BtB....can you imagine what kind of supernova goes off inside my writer's heart when you express interest in my Original Works, worlds, and characters?

Do you know what that does to my crumbling British decorum?

*behold crumbling British decorum*

Seriously though, you're an absolute sweetheart. I NEVER presume interest in my originals, which is why when a reader expresses interest...I experience myself at the event horizon of a beautiful meltdown (the good kind)...

Wow...where to start to even begin to answer your question(s)? Tropes sounds like the easiest way to go, as it's a really underrated way of bringing clarity...ha, kind of like AO3 hashtags/tags.

The world: There are several worlds floating within the dark matter inhabiting my brain, namely three big-world series I want to write in my lifetime. Though the most present WIP is the world from which Tsubasa Hibari, Tsubasa Kitori, Mizugumo, and a few other BtB cameo OCs originate. Needless to say, it's a fictional world inspired by Far East Asia; in NO way meant to represent any historical portrayal (given that it's got anachronistic elements), though leaning heavily on, and inspired by, the relevant tropes of certain eras of those times (such as samurai, ninja, feudal society, etc.). Throw in characters enhanced by a vital-energy magical system based on Asian (namely Chinese/Taoist) philosophy (not dissimilar to many fictional 'magic' systems, such as Kishimoto's Indian/East Asian inspired "chakra" system but not as high-fantasy in nature -- which is why I'd classify mine as magical-realism rather than pure fantasy)

The theme: ragtag group of heroes/anti-heroes/questionable-moral-compass-people, unite and embark upon (a.k.a. are reluctantly thrown into) an insane adventure/quest/wild-ass-ride-or-die-mission to save a divided world that is fast going down the crapper. Time is of the essence, and all that nail-biting jazz. Loyalty. Betrayal. Love. Hate. Angst. Humour. War. Passion. High-road or low-road moral drama. Oorah! I mean, hell, you've read BtB...so you know how I roll with the glorious trainwreck of humanity and enjoy stopping at all its crazy stations.

Some characters: Well you've met one of the main characters already (albeit it an extremely watered-down or BtB-altered version), Tsubasa Hibari, along with his crazy mama, Kitori, and his power-drunk father and sociopathic uncle, Fukuro and Ozuku. Although within their own world, they are of samurai/daimyo class...which would make Hibari a rōnin, rather than a rogue-nin (lol). Mizugumo features, as a ninja, and is still peddling her various poisons, little pink-pills of paradise, purgatory, and perdition. Other OCs abound, and some monikers among the characters will be familiar to BtB readers, such as the inescapable "lovebird".

I know, I've trope-ified the shit out of things, but you know what? It works. Or maybe it doesn't and Curious~Kitty is thinking "Rayne, wtf? That doesn't tell me shit." ...in which case, I gotta revise my entire "AO3 TAG" approach...and invite you to ask me whatever you want to know (my only caveat being any non-response from me is based on the grounds of SPOILER ALERT, 'HERE THERE BE DEMONS' or "IT'S A SURPRISE"...)

Thank you.

Thank you sincerely and supremely, for the amazing show of kindness, interest, love, and all-round super awesome support. And bless you, also, for your consideration of my being presently stuck in the ass-end of burnout. Messages such as yours lift my heart from that smoking black pit and grant me a flicker of the old writer's fire. That flame WILL catch again and when it does it will be in no small part thanks to readers such as yourself, who reached out like a hand in the dark. Big love here. I am an atomic wreck of appreciation. Thank you. <3

[lottiecrabie]

okay so I'll try to keep this short: yes, I did date a satanist back in 2021 right after I was released back into the wild after a suicide attempt in November of 2020 (it's okay, I'm fine, I regretted it the moment I did it which is good lmao). at the time I decided to embrace my hoe tendencies that I've always suppressed because I have this good girl vibe going on and to be fair, at first I thought he was just a bit edgy and punk-ish. I didn't know he was a satanist. the thought didn't even cross my mind. but yeah, I became a bit obsessed with the idea of actually getting him to like me and I shouldn't have done this but I spent like a month researching him and studying his online presence and I sort of tried to manipulate him into thinking that I was someone he wanted to date. it became a challenge to me. again I didn't know he was a satanist but I now know that he thought I was one as well because I said that one of my biggest dreams is to adopt a goat (it's true, baby goats are the cutest) and one time he said he wanted to live in an abandoned church and I was like "omg me too, crazy right" (not true) plus some jokes about rituals (again: I thought we were just being edgy and I really wanted him) but I didn't think much of it, I just wanted him to like me. then, one night, he told me he was a member of the satanic temple (and autistic) and I thought about breaking up with him (not because of the autism of course) but he had a really cute nose and mothers should make sacrifices for their (future) daughters so I stayed with him. but I had to break up w him because he was extremely into astrology and he wanted me to quit my job as biophysicist because "science is not real". (this is really long sorry)

ANYWAY

so first of all I had to show him who matty is 😭 because my psychiatrist thought he was like a character (he's in his 60s, something like that). then I showed him your masterlist while I was explaining the concept of fanfictions and then I was like "for instance, this is a series, it's not just a one shot" and I clicked on part 1 and let him scroll freely. he didn't read the whole thing for sure because he stared at it for like 2-3 minutes tops until I interrupted him to say that if he wanted the really juicy part he should check part 2. so he gave me my phone and told me to go to part 2. I summarised the dream and took him straight to the confessional but before that I showed him one of my favourite videos of Matty touching himself on the couch just to give him a mental image and then I gave him my phone again. I can't tell you how much he read but he was reading it. he asked if notes & likes were the same thing and for the sake of keeping it simple I said yes and his response was "so this is a community" due to the amount of "likes" it got 😭😭 and I said that it was in fact a community and we all come together to fantasize about this man doing unspeakable things.

this is ridiculously long, I'm so so so sorry. he didn't make any comments regarding the quality of the work. he just asked me questions about how I interpreted certain things and how I felt and blah blah blah (it's not very interesting) and then he proceeded to analyse everything 💀 needless to say that I regretted introducing him to pfms the moment he started the analysis lmao

I'll see him again next friday, if you want I can ask him if he liked it 😇 (he's kind of used to it because whenever my friends have a dilemma or something, they ask me to get his opinion even if it has nothing to do with me 💅 & I appreciate it bc I have to see him every week and I don't always have things to say. basically he's one of the girls now, he just doesn't know it lol)

omg. omg. OMG. anon what the absolute fuck this is so funny😭😭😭 this guy fully thinking you're also a satanist because you want a goat is prime comedic material!! i can't believe this. lying to get him to like you but you're just cosplaying satanism💀 THE RITUAL PART! THE FACT THAT HE TOLD YOU BUT YOU STILL STAYED FOR THE NOSE THIS IS HILARIOUS !!! science is not real part though🧍‍♀️🧍‍♀️ good for you for breaking up with him

I AM GIGGLING. I CAN'T STOP PICTURING THIS 60 YEARS OLD MAN READING PRAY FOR MY SOUL. THE FACT THAT YOU SHOWED HIM VIDEOS OF MATTY SO HE COULD BEST IMAGINE WHAT HE LOOKS LIKE FHDHDSKHJSKHFS

ur psychiatrist giving you back your phone like well first analysis ur a freak🤨

omg one of the girls🫶🫶🫶 ask him what he thought 🥰

[what-the-hayl]

Dying.

Sometimes dying isn't always a literal thing, but more so of a mental state. It's crazy how wild, crazy, scary and amazing our brains work. Somedays I'm thinking why i never got into studying anatomy. Then i think...I've always loved the idea of being a counselor, police officer, detective, and a writer too.

I lost a very close friend of mine, Michael. He saved my life once. Having to just carry that grief with me everyday, was very challenging to say the least. It still is some days. Living with my parents, caring for my one year old son, my mental struggles i already had leading up to his death, the only thing at that time going okay for me was my job at Amazon i drove for them. I fucking loved that job, ALOT. The environment was so chill, my bosses were the coolest individuals, the money was good for what it was. I had a trip planned down to Orlando, FL at the end of the month in February.. mom and dad were presentient on me NOT getting on a plane and traveling at that time as Covid-19 was starting to unfold.

I had already paid for my ticket to travel down south, i lied to them and told them i was going somewhere simple like Michigan City with another buddy instead. Once i got down there, i felt guilty as if something were to happen to me, so i texted them that i had landed down there. Needless to say; they were pissed. Pissed.

Literally a week before the governor shut everything down, Amazon let me go for back talking a higher up at 730am. THAT SUCKED. The amount of mad my parents were was enough for me to drink my sorrows away and some party favors that weekend in Florida. The dread to come home that Monday was awful, my parents didnt want me back at their house when i came home incase i had covid, which i understood but was frustrating. I ended up coming home and living out of a suitcase at my aunts house.

You know when they say "misery loves company"? Misery, in company, grows ever worse. I loved my aunt, she was always a mom figure to me but i never respected her as a "elder looking out for me" but a big sister and best friend. I never did wrong to her, when indeed i did alot wrong simply bad decisions. I know i would get no disciplinary actions around her.

The day before Easter of 2020, i went to a girlfriends house, we day drank and laid out all day with her parents and as the night rolled around, others had came over to join. We snorted a shit ton of addy all day and night, i think i started drinking around 1pm that day, and didnt end up passing out on the toilet until 8am Easter morning, i wasnt hungover but more EXHASTED!!! I remember her dad coming to wake me up to let me know there was a guy at the door looking for me... my uncle looking for me i was literally a street over from my aunts. I went to lay back down again, and not even 20 minutes later the cops are at the house now.

I went back to my parents that evening. Not for long, a couple weeks later my dad and i go into it, he told me to get the hell out. He said some really hurtful things to me that day, that stick with me daily. That night im pretty sure i died, my soul died cause i wasnt able to save my dear friend Michael. I had, had enough.

My buddies picked me up with a couple duffle bags, a laundry basket and maybe a fan or something. I stayed with them for a few weeks, we went straight to our bar, all the party favors, and the alcohol. I was so mad that day, i got trashed i remember doing so much snow i was trying to die physically I didnt want to feel the pain anymore.

My truck wasnt running, the headgaskets blew. Now, im car-less, homeless, and jobless. I went and lived out in Muskgon for a little bit, after a month out there i got another truck, crashed that a month later, went to jail, and totaled my truck. I insisted on ratting myself out to the officers and getting tow and paying for the repairs to get it "fixed' ... with money i certainly didnt have. I was living out of that thing for a while at times.

Moved in with my aunts boyfriend "the uncle" that found me on Easter. That was probably the worst decision i could have made in my 29 years. A very dark place for me, and the auras are nasty. Somedays id love to say my piece and most days, i choose peace. I created a onlyfans to afford my truck fixings and parts.

Once i created my onlyfans it was nice money and it was like the stupidest and simplest way to make some money, so why the fuck not. Over time that shit took a mental toll on me as now people only view me as something to fuck all the time. Which is was never the case, i always told myself if i ever did anything physically for money i would be lowering my "respect" i had left of myself. I never brought myself to that.

I went down to stay with my sister and brother n law down in Goergia mid September, for a month and i needed that. Those relations seem to be going in the right direction which makes me happy and hopeful for the future. A year ago was a crazy time.

Im proud to say im almost a year clean from drugs, im working on this sober of alcohol thing and that i can proudly say is going really well too.

Dont let your soul die when a loved one passes, they are with you. Closer than you think.

[bitletsanddrabbles]

Forgotten Obsession

So I forgot something when I was filling out the 'about you' thing for @misunderstoodnotevil . Why? Because I was tired and drawing blanks. Which seems odd for something classed as an 'obsession', but I never become so obsessed with something I can't set it aside for other things (work, writing, etc.), which means it's never a big enough obsession to escape me blanking on it when tired.

But I am currently rather focused on functional mermaid tails.

I live in an area with a lot of water. Not an island or anything, but between the Sound, the not-so-far-away Pacific ocean, lakes, and rivers, it's a good idea to know how to swim, so my parents popped me into swim lessons as soon as I was old enough. End result was that I could swim before I could walk. I taught myself to swim under water before I was a year old. I was in swimming lessons continually until I was thirteen.

Then we moved and there was nowhere to swim. Now, that may seem an odd statement given what I just said about all of the water, but it's true. Open water around here is Not Great for swimming, especially if you prefer to swim under the water rather than on top of it. There's pollution. The salt water is really high saline contend that gets up your nose and is annoying and tastes nasty if it gets in your mouth. There's lake weed that grabs at your limbs and also hides things like rusty metal. A lot of it is glacial feed so it's damn cold. People laugh at our 'extreme heat advisories' the second it hits 80, but if you actually read the things, one of the big points is usually "The water is still 32 degrees, please don't get hypothermia and drown." Public pools exist, but aren't as plentiful as you might think, and public swim time is so crowded you can't actually swim.

I'm not going to lie - I've been missing the water for 30 years.

Then I discovered these.

Now, one thing I did not learn as a kid was dolphin kick. Even ignoring how out of swimming shape I am, tossing one of these and striking out in True Mermaid Form was never going to happen. Mentoring is a necessary thing. But between my costume photography and my genuine desire to live in the water, these lit a fire. If I can't have my family seal coat, I will take a fish tail damnit!

So I started looking into the pool at my parents' community and, discovering it's actually not that busy mid week, I bought myself a swim suit and went to learn a) how much I'd forgotten and b) how out of shape I am.

The answers were a) a lot and b) very, but! I remember how to swim underwater (no surprise there), how to tread water, and I re-learned how to do a somersault in water partially by accident. Not bad for 15 minutes before my legs and arms informed me they'd file for divorce if I didn't stop making them drag me through water instead of air. My lungs, which also out of shape and probably a bit damaged from years of local wild fires, despite my safety precautions, were also pretty cranky.

I had a blast.

Needless to say I immediately started looking into adult swim lessons and broke down to order myself a monofin and a starter tail*. Of course, then I realized that part of the reason my right leg was cramping worse than my left is because it still has a damn 7cm blood clot in one of the surface veins and the whole project has been put on hold until the thing either yields to the blood thinners or gets surgically removed, but.

This is happening.

It may be next summer.

It may take five summers!

BUT I AM GOING TO GET IN THE WATER AND LEARN HOW TO USE MY TAIL BLAST IT ALL!

*the one I got is not currently up for sale, but it matches the swim suit.

[brightnessrandom]

Just finished listening to The Many Lives of Stephen Leeds!

I've always adored the Legion series, and this latest installment did not disappoint. The story was clever and fast paced, and, as ever, Stephen and his aspects were a delight. It was wonderful to dive into a new mystery and push the boundaries of possibility.

This was a very emotional finale to the series, and I got very invested in the story very quickly. As sad as I am that we won't be seeing more of Stephen, I felt this was an excellent way to tie off his story.

Thank you Brandon Sanderson for introducing me to this wacky world and its lovable characters! They've captured my imagination and stolen my heart.

[spirit-tracks]

Wild’s Twilight form is a horse and you can’t convince me otherwise (his Devine beast, Wild horses, ect.) but I want to know your thoughts on what the chain would be! Mind giving me some head canons?

AAA YES!! ABSOLUTELY OF COURSE!!!! Now I'm no expert on animals, but I did a little bit of googling to back my choices; and i added PICTURES!!!

Okay! So Twilight and Time are both wolves, of course-- they seem to look closest to timber wolves, with a stockier build and thicker fur. Time is gold and white, and Twilight is white and greenish gray. Jojo's interpretation of wolf Link also seems to take from this type of wolf.

Legend is a pink rabbit, and going off of his design from Linked Universe, I'd say he's a breed of giant rabbit-- considering his size compared to the other boys. The flemish giant rabbit, maybe?

Alright now to the headcanons!! Warriors! Captain of the guard. Fierce. Pretty. A little bit haughty. I may not get a lot of people who agree on me with this, but personally-- I see Warriors as a big, beautiful bird. Not a bird of prey, though... but one that certainly acts like it.

A peacock! This bird is a symbol of pride and honor. Despite its pretty appearance, though, it's actually quite fierce. His colors would be silvers and blues, most notably in his tail plumage. I wanted the tail plumage to represent his long flowing scarf!

Onto Sky, the first Link in the long line of them. A kind man with a smile that could melt the frigid caps of Snowpeak. I've seen a lot of suggestions for Sky's beast form, from birds to dogs to remlits, but personally, my choice was made the moment I saw him get mad.

Needless to say, I have to go with a lion for Sky. As for his colors, I think he'd be reddish, to match his crimson loftwing. Considering Legend is pink, Sky could also have purples in there, due to it being a color associated with Hylia, and him being Hylia's chosen hero. He's got the crest of Hylia on him somewhere.

I thought a lot on Hyrule. I figured at first he could be a flying animal, considering he can turn into a fairy. Then I realized-- this is a guy who probably grew up in a cave, hunts and scavenges, and protects his territory. This kid is a bear.

A black bear! Small, mainly rummages through garbage, easy to spook-- and yet still dangerous enough to turn the king of thieves into bacon bits when it came to it. He's a black bear in breed, but his colors are pinks and browns-- fairy colors.

Wild, the champion. I love your horse headcanon anon, because it totally makes sense, but personally I could never give up my headcanon of Wild's divine form being a stag! Somewhere between an axis and a sika, with white spots and a bit of a mane-- and a rack of glorious antlers.

(Me 🤝 Wild has hooves 🤝 you)

In his divine form, I could see his colors being gold and white with a touch of blue, and on his forehead, the master sword symbol from his champion's tunic.

Onto Four! This includes all four of him, of course. I considered at first he'd be a mouse, but that's really too on the nose-- not to mention it doesn't quite fit his personality. I considered a cat! In the end I chose 'cat but a little to the left.'

This is a fennec fox, and it's the smallest one out there! Foxes are typically clever and playful, and said to represent patience-- something Four has no shortage of. His coat would be reds, blues, greens, and purples, of course!

Finally, Wind! The best pirate we've ever seen, right up there with Jack Sparrow. And speaking of sparrows!

Actually not a sparrow. A dove! And I have kind of a deeper reason for it. A white dove represents the mourning of something lost, but the hope of something new. Wind could not save Hyrule-- but he will eventually find the land that will allow hylians to start over again. He is that hope, and so, he is a dove, white and sky blue.

Also in Spirit Tracks, playing the song of birds around doves will cause one of them to land on Link's head and just let me pretend that's Wind sticking around to watch over the new hero *sobs*

Anyway, there are probably better fits for each boy, but these are my personal headcanons. Maybe they'll change, who knows! But I hope you liked these!

[enluv]

enhypen finding out/meeting your idol!brother

— maknae line x fem!reader

warnings: nothing really! pretty fluffy :) but a bit long (sorry)

coco's note: this is a continuation of my first part, I decided to split it into two since each part got a bit long 😬 but nonetheless I hope you enjoy <3

◜sunoo◞

brother – keeho (p1harmony)

Sunoo loves you but if he hears you fangirl over P1Harmony's comeback one more time he will lock you in the dorms broom closet, no regrets at all. Does that sound kinda mean? Yeah? Well, he doesn't care! Not one bit. His comeback is soon but you had yet to utter a word about it, of course you didn't know that it was soon but still he was upset and not thinking rationally so when he storms off amidst another one of your excited rants, you're a bit unsure of what's going on and why he's upset. Asking the members proved to be of no help since apparently none of them knew why he was in a sour mood...well almost none of them. From the look on Niki's face you could tell he knew something you didn't and was desperately trying to hide it, but alas he could never lie to his favorite noona so he spilled everything, from Sunoo's jealousy to his hurt, and to say you felt bad was an understatement. So off you were to cheer him up and maybe explain the situation a little better. Finding him wasn't hard, he'd locked himself away in the dorms main room laying back facing the door, head phones shoved into his ears to block out any sound, so instead of just outright saying it, you text him — explaining that yes you're excited about another groups comeback but only because your older brother is in the group and you want to support him. His reaction is priceless, mouth agape and eyes as wide as saucers. He'll apologize for his behavior and even ask to meet Keeho because he thinks they'd get along well. (spoiler alert: they do! often leaving you out of their weekly tea spilling dates)

◜jungwon◞

brother – choi beomgyu (txt)

The minute your name falls from his hyungs mouth he's whipping his head around the corner to make sure he heard right because Beomgyu couldn't possibly be talking about you, right? Well he is and he seems to be complaining about you to none other than his other hyung Taehyun. First, Jungwon is seriously baffled because what could you have possibly done to piss off someone you've never met before? Absolutely nothing! Second, maybe Beomgyu is mistaken and just has the wrong person, so maybe he should also go and help correct him? He doesn't want to come off as disrespectful but he can't have one of his favorite hyungs complaining about his girlfriend, it just doesn't work that way, so as he stalks over to the two older boys he contemplates how to approach the situation. Taehyun is the first to spot him and he greets him with a smile and a nod. Beomgyu follows this while gesturing towards him, "Honestly Jungwon I don't know how you put up with her, she's so mean!" Now Jungwon is confused because what the hell is going on and who is she? "Well she's his girlfriend, I'm sure she's much nicer to him," replies Taehyun for him, leaving him even more confused. "Who are we talking about?" he asks turning back towards Beomgyu, and when he answers with "my sister? your girlfriend," poor boys face falls. He'd never once realized that you two shared a last name, and undeniable facial features, so the second he walks away from the conversation he calls you hoping for some kind of clarity that yes, he was crazy and no you were not related to his hyung. Luck mustn't have been in his favor because when you confirm that your older brother is indeed Beomgyu, poor baby just shuts down, he truly doesn't understand how he never put two and two together.

◜niki◞

brother – park jimin (BTS)

Niki admires Jimin, it's a known fact to everyone. From his dancing to his singing, he loves it all. Of course you being his girlfriend you're prone to knowing this information and thus have an upper hand since well said guy that your boyfriend loves and admires just so happens to be your older brother. So asking him to surprise Niki for his birthday wasn't all that hard. Keeping the surprise a surprise proved to be otherwise. He knew you'd gotten him something, he'd heard your hushed whispers with his hyungs and even saw the glances from member to member. Being the (not so) slightly impatient boy he was he sought out on a tiny adventure to catch a glimpse of his present. Niki knew it was wrong but the tiny voice in his head kept telling him to do it so he listened with no objections. He wasn't very good at being secretive with his plan so you caught on immediately, finding it fun to leave him literally clues/hints about it as the days passed and it got closer to his day. So far he'd fallen into your trap with the clues and believed thag each day he was closer but he was not. You and the boys sent him on a wild goose chase of thoughts so he couldn't spoil the surprise and by the time his birthday day had arrived he was very very surprised. There standing not even two feet away from him was his idol, hugging you, his girlfriend. All kinds of thoughts and questions raced through his mind about what could possibly be happening, and all were answered once the words, "this is my brother, you might know him," left your mouth. Needless to say Niki had a blast during his party, and when you two arrive back at his dorm later, he has a list of questions to ask you.

coco's final note: and that was the maknae lines! as I said in the first part, I do hope you enjoy these <3 it's been a while since I've written this much so I'm glad I was able to do it!

[nessaxc]

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Date Night || Gojo Satoru

Gojo takes you out to dinner, but the flirty waitress at the restaurant really gets on your nerves, so Gojo is determined to assure you that he only has eyes for you.

~ Words: 2.5k

~ NSFW 18+

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"I'm glad I got to see you tonight, I've missed my princess," he leaned across the table to nuzzle his nose against yours gently, and you returned the same motion with a soft giggle.

"I've missed you too," you replied, "it's about time you made some time for me," you added.

"Well, you know, Tokyo keeps me busy," he told you with a chuckle, "but I had to take my best girl out, I know how lonely she gets without me around," he teased.

You giggled and propped your elbow up on the dinner table, balancing your chin in your hand as you held his gaze. He was smiling and shaking his head at you, mimicking your pose, only he rested both elbows on the table and cupped his face with his hands as he looked at you from across the table.

"You look beautiful in that dress by the way, but what else is new, huh?" he winked and broke eye contact for a moment to admire the dress that perfectly hugged your figure, "I'm glad you wore it."

You giggled again at that and twirled a small section of hair around your index finger, smiling down at your lap for a moment before you looked back up at him.

"I'm glad you wore that suit and tie. You should wear it more often, because you clean up pretty well," you grinned and leaned forward slightly to whisper, "by the way, you're really pretty too."

"Am I really pretty?" he joked and batted his lashes, letting his jaw hang slack with a smirk that tugged at the corners of his mouth over the way you instantly cracked up laughing. He chuckled airily as he continued to look you up and down, and you had to turn away in attempt to hide the deep blossoming of your cheeks.

"Yes, you're very pretty," you said with a soft chuckle when you turned back to him.

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"Good evening, can I get you anything?"

A young waitress made her way onto the scene before Gojo could respond to you, and she appeared to be addressing just him rather than both of you. She beamed brightly at him and tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear, letting out a hint of a giggle that you couldn't help but roll your eyes at.

"Some menus would be nice," he grinned up at her and she flaunted her smile right back at him, making it a mission to maintain eye contact for as long as possible and throw in a bat of the lashes here and there.

"I'll go get those for you right now," she bowed her head and smiled softly, but she didn't leave until she'd make a point of leaning towards him slightly to tell him, "by the way, that tie looks great on you, really compliments your complexion."

She was already flirting with him right in front of you whilst being so brazen about it, and it was really taking everything in you not to totally snap. You didn't want dinner to be spoiled by your temper, though, you could already feel yourself starting to lose your appetite because you were red hot with anger right now. You sat there silently and waited for her to leave, gritting your teeth and casting your gaze downward the entire time.

"Thank you very much," he thanked her before she walked away and when he turned back around to face you, he was greeted by raised brows, pursed lips and your eyes glimmering for the wrong reasons. You half-smirked at him and cleared your throat whilst picking at your nails to avoid looking up at him.

"I think she's expecting a tip from you tonight," you managed to make a joke out of it and mustered a small laugh.

He chuckled lightly and acted completely dismissive about it, waving it off as her following some sort of transcript, "It's just service with a smile, Y/N."

He insisted, but you just forced a smile on your face. You fiddled with the cutlery that rested to your side and toyed with the napkin as well, offering yourself a distraction rather than look up at him for the moment.

"Yeah, too many smiles in your direction, though, if you ask me," you sassed, and he laughed loudly at that.

"Babe, something the matter?" he raised an eyebrow curiously, an amused grin on his face. Before you had the time to open your mouth and retort, she soon returned with the menus.

She carelessly laid yours down in front of you while she actually handed Gojo his, making sure to brush her hand over his as she did so. You glared at her but your look went missed, and you were doing a pretty good job of keeping your mouth shut so far, no matter how badly you wanted to tell this girl to back off.

She started babbling on about something that he should try on the menu, ensuring to flash him her smile and bat her lashes some more. She was giggling like he had told the funniest joke, and you were clutching onto a fork tightly with a hand, thinking about digging it deep into her neck. Gojo was a bad influence on you. She brought her hand closer to his so she could flip through the pages and show him exactly what she was describing. You cleared your throat and decided to speak up, because this girl was getting on your last nerve.

"Could you give us a few moments to decide what we're having? Thank you," you gave her possibly the most painfully forced smile you could muster, somehow managing to keep a level head when she withdrew her hand and acknowledged you for the first time since she'd stop at your table. She simply nodded and smiled meekly before walking away, and Gojo’s bright blue eyes shot towards you to give you a look that was nothing short of sheer surprise at how sharp you'd been in your manner of speech.

"Did I miss something?" he cracked up laughing, "My little kitten's got a sharp set of claws, eh?" he remarked before his laughter starting to die down. "I thought she was a rather nice lady," he said with another chuckle.

He scanned over the menu to find a dish that stood out to him. You squinted at him and leaned into him, lightly bringing the menu down to have him look you in the eyes instead.

"Really, Satoru? I wouldn't class the light touches on the hand, the needless giggling and overall acting like a fucking schoolgirl with a crush as just 'being nice'," you snapped slightly, "she's flirting with you, a lot, and I'm sick of it."

"Oh, I see where this is going," he said with a knowing smirk that stretched its way across his lips a few seconds later. You noticed this and your hand targeted your menu in an instant as some form of shield to hide behind to avoid the stares he was giving you, and he lowered your menu down just like you had done to him.

"I think somebody's jealous when she really doesn't need to be," he sang and kept his eyes trained on your face. "So what if she's flirting a little bit? I'm not interested in the slightest," he told you, and you heaved a sigh before he continued, "you have nothing to worry about, my sweet," he said with a smirk, amused with your envy.

"Seriously? You mean that?" you asked, nibbling on your lower lip.

"Course I do," he said, "she could be on her knees begging for my cock and I would say no if that'd make you feel better about it," he finished, and you laughed at that.

"I'm not even feeling that hungry anymore," you said, "she's just so irritating," you huffed, and he looked at you like he was thinking of something until his brain hatched an idea.

"Forget about dinner, I know what will cheer you up, c'mon," he stretched his arm out for you to grab his hand, and you quickly took it in yours. He walked with you until you both reached the closest bathroom - the women's room.

"Um, Satoru, I don't think you're supposed to be in here," you quipped with a short giggle.

"Oh trust me, I am," he cooed. Once the door was closed, he lifted you up by your thighs and pinned you to the wall, his lips attacking your neck in little bites and harsh kisses, not caring about the purple marks he left in his wake.

"Satoru," you gasped his name out, much to his delight.

You let out a soft moan of approval through your own lips as you lifted your hips up in absolute desperation, wanting more of him, and wanting it now.

"I only have eyes for you, Y/N, you and only you," he told you as he continued to cover your neck in wet kisses, and you couldn't help lean your head back to give him easier access. Realizing that you both were still out in the open, he carried you into the bathroom stall, pressing you up against the nearest and sturdiest wall.

He tugged his pants down from his hips and quickly pushed his boxers down to his knees, just far enough to allow his thick and fully hard member to spring up. He nearly ripped your panties down your thighs and threw them to the floor, holding you up with one hand and using the other to glide up your thigh, one finger slipping up your wet folds. He grinned knowingly before he leaned in to growl in your ear, "Look at how wet for me you already are," he hummed, "mm, how bad do you want me?"

Just the slightest touch drove you absolutely wild, and you seemed to forget everything that took place before he brought you in this stall. You keened in the back of your throat and rocked your hips down against his finger, moaning out, "Fuck me, Satoru. I need you so bad. Please!" you cried.

"Well when you say it like that, I don't see how I could say no," he cooed. He grasped his member firmly until he was lined up to your entrance, exhaling loudly as he crouched down to push in. He took his time entering your body at first, watching the pleasure overcome your features. Once you had adjusted to his girth, he set a rough pace, taking you quickly in broad deep strokes that jarred your body and caused your head to slam back into the wall as you surrendered yourself to his movements, hips grinding forward in an attempt to keep tempo. He doesn't waste time going slow, knowing you both needed relief fast.

Grasping his shoulders tightly, you moaned, the volume increasing with each thrust until you were sure you would both get caught.

"That's it, let the whole goddamn restaurant know who's fucking you," he managed to say between his own moans and grunts. "You're doing so good, baby, so good," he praised.

You answered with an even louder moan, shoving your hips forward in a demand for him to go faster, grinding your clit against his pelvis whenever you could.

"Your cunt feels so fucking perfect, squeezing me like this, fuck," he ground out.

He obliged your command, snapping his hips into yours relentlessly, the sounds spilling from your lips urging him on.

"You look so good baby, you always do," he uttered through a pant, "you fucking drive me crazy." He quickly added, "Do you know how beautiful you look when you're all stretched out on my cock?"

One hand gripped onto your hair and he tugged backwards just enough to show you dominance as he pounded into you with no mercy, the sounds of your high pitched moans bouncing off the walls, mixed with his deep grunts and the sound of hot skin slapping against skin.

"Look at you, you're always so fucking pretty, so fucking perfect like this," he told you. His hips moved in the most sinful way, filling you up just perfectly, and he seemed to find that special spot inside you so skillfully, making you cry out in ecstasy.

"You like that, baby? You like how good I make you feel? Good girl, moaning for me and showing the entire diner who's gonna make you come," he hissed into your ear as his thrusts became more erratic, slamming into you again and again as he kept his wild pace up.

"Mmmm!" you hummed. You threw your head back and arched your torso sharply, screaming out in pleasure when your body started to quake with the sensation of your orgasm barreling towards you. His fingers left little purple prints on your hips at how tight he was squeezing your hips, knowing you were both close to your climax.

"Show me how much you like it, come for me," he rasped.

He maintained the angle of his thrusts, continually hitting a sensitive spot within your body until you were convulsing in his arms, orgasm rocking you to the very core. He wasn't far behind, taken over the edge by the tight clenching or your walls around his member.

Exhaling loudly, he relaxed his body against yours as you both came down from your peaks. The wall was the only thing keeping you both up as you wilt, exhausted from your spontaneous lovemaking. Finding the energy to pull back, he kissed you gently, running his fingers through your hair to fix the disrupted locks. You smiled into the kiss, body buzzing from your orgasm and heart glowing at his gestures.

You both cleaned up as best as you could in the stall, he helped adjust the skirt of your dress before moving to fix his own disarrayed hair.

"You had no reason to be jealous, Y/N, like I said I only have eyes for your pretty little face," he nuzzled his nose against yours, and you did the same in return, laughing with each other.

"Thank you, Satoru," you said with a soft giggle when you stepped out of the bathroom stall with him.

"Anything for you, babe," he told you as he intertwined his fingers with yours, walking out with you, "now let's go eat," he started, "we can even put on a little show for her under the table so she knows not to mess with you," he suggested with a loud laugh.

"I like the sound of that," you replied with a broad smirk on your face. That wasn't a bad idea.

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[masternest]

Getting lost playing Jurassic World: Evolution

Heyo! So I'm back to posting again. I know it's been awhile but I felt like I should do some posting especially with my new addiction right now. So I'll cut to the chase. The current game that I'm playing is called Jurassic World: Evolution which puts you in charge of managing a park with all the dinosaurs that you have to take care of. I've been playing almost non-stop during my free time and I've really gotten hooked on it

So for the campaign, you have to work your way through the different islands that they have available. I've already gone through four islands and I'm now currently in Isla Sorna. Each island comes with their own specific challenges and I feel like I should go through each of them and explain a little bit about each

The first island is Isla Matanceros. It's the introductory island I guess you could say and is definitely the easiest to maintain. Not much land per say but you can keep things real simple with this one. As you can see I just have a few buildings. Once you reach three stars with an island you can then unlock the next islands

The second island is Isla Muertes. What's unique about this island is that it constantly undergoes storms that keep hitting the island. Storms suck as they cause constantly problems from freaking out your dinos to make them want to escape to damage to buildings which will cost money to repair

On the island I had separated two parts. One was for the herbivores and the other was for the carnivores. Needless to say, the carnivore section was the most hectic. I had two Ceratosaurus' which I aptly named Romeo and Juliet. They're the first kind of carnivore that you can make

I also had a few Velociraptors and Dilophosaurus. As you can see, when I got back to the island they were already fighting with each other. Actually the two Dilophosaurus were the most naughty and they kept breaking out. I was tempted to name them Bonnie and Clyde but they might not survive long enough from the Velociraptors

The third island is Isla Tacaño. The challenge with this island was that you start off with some buildings already but you start with a major debt. So you need to sell off some buildings. There was initially a huge Visitor Center building right on the middle which was the big pyramid looking building that you'd see from the first Jurassic World movie. But I sold that and managed to make the park viable. To the right was a lot of the operation buildings. In the middle was a lot of the guest buildings. And then over to the right was the park attractions. I even had a train system set up since this was definitely more land to work with. Overall, I was proud of this one as I kept everything relatively neat. But when I came back to the island, I was greeted by a power sabotage. Apparently there are three groups which are the Science Division, the Entertainment Division, and the Security Division. If you don't make them happy, stuff like sabotage can be bound to happen

For the fourth island, it was pretty hard as you have very little land to work with. There were narrow spacings between each section and it was always night time. Not to mention that a lot more sabotage seemed to happen in this island. But overall, I was able to manage it well enough to get to the next island

And this is the current island that I'm in which is Isla Sorna. It is definitely the biggest land mass to date compared to the last islands. And the challenge of this island is that it starts off with wild dinosaurs. Mostly a lot of Stegosaurus and one Spinosaurus. I'll definitely tell more of my exploits on this island in my next post and I was even thinking that when I jump into the next island I would try making a video on it so you can see how the game is played. But till then, thank you so much for reading

[iidxrklordii]

Hello everyone this is my first writing I've done on here so please don't judge it to much! If you have any suggestions for the Harry Potter genre that you'd like to see just let me know and I'll try my best! I'll post a masterlist of all the fandoms I'll write for later.

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{Summary:Draco finds out that his S/O being bullied and helps her out}

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Draco Fluff it's kind of a modern au I mean they have phones and that's about it

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There aren't any specific pronouns used in this

Draco,Blaise,Crabbe, and Goyle are lounging around the slytherin common room when Draco gets a text from his one and only girlfriend. "Where are you?" "Uh...my common room why?" Draco quickly replied. "We need to talk real quick." Draco had to re-read that text over about 5 times. Draco's mind was running wild. What could you possibly be needing to talk about? Were you gonna break up with him? Were you already seeing other people? Did he do something wrong? "Ok just come down I'll tell the boys to leave for a minute." "Great! I'll see you in 10." "Ok see you…" Draco leans into Blaise a little and whispers quickly. "Hey I need you to leave with those two idiots for a bit." "May I ask why?" "Just do it will ya!" " Alright Alright!" Blaise replies before standing up. Crabbe! Goyle! Come on we gotta go somewhere for a bit." Crabbe says "Alrighty." Crabbe and Goyle stand and start following Blaise but Goyle pauses for a second, turning to Draco. "Are you coming to Draco?" "Yea yea I'll catch up a little later." Goyle nods before quickly following Blaise and Crabbe. Right after they left you came bursting through the common room doors. Needless to say Draco was tense. "Dray!" You said in a cheerful tone instantly relieving him of his nerves. "Hello darling is everything ok?" "Yea yea sorry there were some girls making fun of me earlier making me into a bad mood but seeing you instantly made me feel 1,000x better!" That made Draco feel all warm and fuzzy inside at the fact that just seeing him made you that happy not like he'd ever let you know that, but also at the same time he felt rage that anyone had the nerve to even look in your direction let alone bully you. Draco grabs your arm pulling you into a tight and yet somehow gentle hug. "Now darling if you don't mind could you tell me these girls names?" After you tell Draco the girls names he tells you he'll be right back he leaves for about half an hour while he's gone you take a little nap. You're awakened by gentle kisses being pressed to your shoulders, neck, and face once you open up your eyes to see Draco smirking down to you; he leans in to push a gentle and passionate kiss to your plush lips. He slowly leans away and says quietly "You won't be hearing from those girls again darling." "What? Really?!" "Yes really dear." He says with a smile. "Oh! Draco you're the best! Oh! Hold on I got just the thing!" You run off so fast that Draco can't even question where you're going let alone what you're getting. About 10 minutes past when you burst through the doors again but carrying a crown in your hands. You gently place it on Draco's head "there you are my dear slytherin prince you've gone and saved your damsel in distress once again!" You say giggling. There in that moment Draco knew he was head over heels in love with you and wanted to spend the rest of his life with you. He can't wait to graduate.

[doubleddenden]

So I beat the main story of Isle of Armor. A bit shorter than I'd like it, about 9 to 10 hours roughly, maybe 11. A lot of was me getting lost, me exploring, and me grinding or doing the (maybe?) Improved max raids.

That being said, it's not the worst. I predicted a terrible 2 hour run. I suppose if you were a speed runner, already knew where everything was, didn't want to explore, and was either high enough level or had better strategy than I did then sure, maybe 5 or 7 hours.

For what I got though, considering this is part 1 of 2 dlc's that are together worth $30... for now, I'd say I was maybe robbed $5 if we're going by a $15 per dlc judging. Better than being robbed $30 by the bland normal game, imo. Still feel a little robbed, but I was expecting a lot worse.

That being said I did hope for a bit more. Maybe more Klara stuff, maybe less Hop, maybe a bigger story or more struggle instead of just WOW YOU'RE SO GREAT :000. Of course I also said it in my first impressions, but I did expect better team balancing and not unevolved level 60 something trainer battles. Maybe more stuff to do besides raids, the dojo and that one tower.

But I'll be real, I'm feeling a bit lenient due to the virus. Even though Isle of Armor WAS IN DEVELOPMENT AT THE SAME TIME AS SWSH AND THUS WAS PURPOSELY LEFT OUT TO SELL DLC (that's a rant by itself), I'm still feeling lenient because we all know Game Freak and Nintendo probably were making Tani and his team work from home or be forced into their office spaces. Not to mention there was a quarantine period where people were told not to leave their homes.

Still, I do feel like this was meant to be played with the main story in increments. I definitely feel some of it should have just been included with the base game.

But. Again. Feeling lenient. What really brought me around was whatever they did to make offline Max Raid battle AI less... well, stupid. And the final fight with Mustard. And Klara who I still hold to be better than Hop.

I've been complaining, but overall for his first directing gig (I believe in general, let alone pokemon), Tani did pretty decent. Tbh he was kind of given a pile of unfinished popsicle sticks and glue and told to have fun while Ohmori and Masuda took a twitter break or another vacation for all we know, and he did better with the materials than Ohmori did. The island is a better wild area than the damn Wild Area itself, it feels populated and alive and not empty or soulless, there's a decent variety of returning pokemon and there's better use of color and texturing, not to mention the free camera everywhere outside the dojo and tower and the ability to let your pokemon stroll with you. The new animations are actually half decent (although there's still some shitty ones), the character designs and characters are appealing, the music is fun enough, and Tani managed to give us the ability to turn our precious pokemon we already owned into Gmax pokemon. Not to mention the extra pokemon brought back after Masuda was like "mmmm lemme think about it. *taps mic* No."

My faith in Masuda waned after he removed Battle Frontier because of smart phones. My faith in Ohmori waned after just the general lack of polish SwSh has. My faith in both fell apart after the needless dex cuts that weren't warranted at all (proven by fans and by the dlc).

But Tani, given what was already there and CONSIDERING there was/still is a pandemic during development time, considering this was his first time directing anything pokemon related, and undoubtedly the mess that Masuda and Ohmori left for him to clean up while they went about their business (hopefully not touching gen 4 remakes or gen 9)...

Tani did good. Not perfect, but good enough. I respect his direction abilities (plus he apparently used to work for CC2 which is really cool and useful for Pokemon) and what he gave us.

I've been pretty harsh on TPC and GF for their shady business practices and the overall lack of care that went into SwSh... but. Dare I say I look forward to Crown Tundra? I think so. If nothing else, I look forward to exploring the new map and hope it's just as big if not bigger than Isle of Armor. Again, I'll probably be lenient due to the virus and whatever other crisis 2020 decides to throw out.

Bring it on, Tani!

So my rating:

Swsh base game: 6.9/10 (as comparison)

Isle of Armor: 7.5/10

Now if we could just get the starters back :) I miss my Typhlosion and Samurott something bad.

[l1ana]

Imagine you and Spiderman being like Adrien and Bridget from ML

Summary: Incase y'all don't know wtf this prompt is— Basically it's [Name] with a crazy crush on Peter but he's either totally oblivious to it, un-purposefully ignore her, or is focusing on another girl. Meanwhile, he -as both spiderman and peter- completely falls in love with her hero alter ego albeit she shows no interest in Spiderman whatsoever. I got this idea after watching a bit of the Miraculous Ladybug original concept video and just had a sort of breakthrough. Anyways, on with the story.

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“Hey, Peter...” You scrambled to navigate through the sea of fellow classmen, desperate to catch up to your object of interest. He just wasn't hearing you, and that deeply plummeted your mood. Before you knew it, he was gone— Disappearing into the crowd probably never to be seen again until lunch classes.

Peter Parker, biggest geek in highschool. Always bullied, always harassed in ways you thought were impossible. He seemed like the type to keep his head low and live an honest normal life, but little did anyone have clue on about his contrasting alter ego— Spiderman. As said hero of Queens, Peter could do everything he couldn't do as an average teenager. Who knew red and blue spandex was the key to becoming famous?

You sighed as thoughts of Peter bubbled into your head and revolved without signs of stopping. His nerdish and oh-so dorky quirks were the center of your attention aside from his baby face. Not to admit it, but you were in love with the charmer like a mad puppy. But the thing is— He never took notice of you. Hell, he probably doesn't even know that you exist. The only time you two ever met gazes was during class switches, before school, in the middle of lunch, or after school. Other than that, you were a ghost pretty much.

Today was no different from the rest; besides there being the fact that a pair of tickets were in your left hands hold. They crumpled up when your grip increased tenfold, tears threatening to pour down your eyes. ‘This is so unfair.’ You thought to yourself. ‘Why is it that whenever I try to start something with him... Fate just doesn't allow it?’ Your heart fell heavy into your chest. People would call you callow or petty for thinking what you did, but the thing of the matter is that your crush has been the same since elementary school years and continued from there. There was no doubt in your mind that Peter Parker was the one for you.

But, then again, he doesn't even know who you are.

Thankfully, you had a way to change that.

“Hey, Peter!” This morning, you wasted no time in dashing and shoving anyone who dared to get in your way out of eyesight and tracked the chocolate haired boy to a more secluded part of the hallways. The both of you were panting a bit, tired from all of the post-exercise. “P-Peter... Parker...” You breathed out, hands on your knees. “I am... I'm...” Before you could continue on and let him know who you were, the bell rang. Whoopdy-effing-doo. Oh how you wanted to pummel your bad luck into a pulp. “Sorry, I gotta go... Maybe later?” He cringed a bit, aware of how inconsiderate he was being towards you.

With those words left in his wake on your mind, he hurried off to his next class. It took some moments to pass by until a more than visible red hue formed on your face in a horitonzal fashion. Your pair of hands raised to slap your cheeks and squish them in multiple different ways, meanwhile you wore the most lovesick expression you swore you could make without seeming like you were on drugs.

‘Maybe later, he said..’ You recited his words in your head over and over like a song. Small yelps and cheers of joy escaped your lips as the thought didn't cease to fade away. Step one to getting acknowledged was complete. Now if only you could—

“[Name], there's a robbery down at the city bank.” A robotisized voice rang through your left ear. You sighed heavily. “Uggghh. That's not my problem, Stein. Let the police handle it.” Your hand waved through the air. “It seems to be another one of Electro's heists.” “.... UGGGGHHH.” Getting to the city and back would put your last two periods to waste no doubt and you'd also lose a chance to go out and establish a bond with the apple of your eye. But after hearing that Electro was involved, you found that there was no other choice but to go out and do this. Besides, the cops wouldn't stand a chance against him.

‘I'm sorry Peter, you'll have to talk to me sometime later.’ You silently apologized to your crush in your mind, hoping that he would telepathically get your message. Afterwards, you ran into the nearest bathroom and then was seen jumping out the window into the street, except your attire had changed completely. Instead of being dressed down in the usual ‘[Name] wear’, a skin-tight bodysuit overtook you, a half of a face mask covering your face whilst a horn headband was slapped atop of your shimmering hair.

You hopped and skipped from building to building, the voice in your left earring continuing to speak. “There seems to be several hostages under his clutches. He seems to be anticipating the arrival of somebody... My bet is on you, [Name].” He hypothesized. “Oh put a damn sock in it.” You huffed.

After a few more leaps into the air, you skidded off the edge of a shop building and landed directly in the open circle of crowding people. They had instantly moved out of your way at your arrival, going into a state of indistinctive chattering. “I-It's Queen!” A man exclaimed, noticing you right away as you began to talk to a nearby police officer to get the scoop on what's going on.

Queen— Your alter ego hero self, affiliated with the avengers as a late bloomer type. Your powers consisted of shifting into anything solid along with a side of light generation from your hands. The shifting part of your ability allowed you to increase the speed of your cells, making your body seem as though it were gas, and slipping through solids without a problem. The other part is self-explanatory. To be quite frank, Queen was a alias that your supporting fans had made and you just went along with it, that name eventually sticking to you like glue and becoming your permanent hero name. Funny thing, really, cuz you were the Queen of Queens New York.

“I see,” You nodded at the information the cop divulged with you. “Thank you. Now please, stand back, it may get too hectic alright?” At your words the cop nodded, giving orders to back the people who crowded the front of the bank up. You jumped onto the top of the building, holding your breath and phasing through the roof. It took naught but a few seconds later for you to be landing perfectly on your feet, an all-too familiar laugh echoing from far away. The floors were wet. Oh how you've been through this song and dance one too many times before. “Stein, I need a heat signature scan all around if you don't mind.” You whispered into your earpiece.

“7 of them, each of them with their pulses fulctuating at rapid speeds.” The AI spoke. “He must've already pulled a stunt on them before the police arrived.” The first priority before moving on to Electro was to evacuate the premises of any remaininf victims. And that's exactly what you did. It was hard since most of them were all in different and difficult to reach places of the bank but the number was instantly knocked down to one left.

You scratched your head and thought aloud. “Where's the last one at...?”

“You mean, this body right here?” A menacing cackle interrupted, you turning your direction to whence it came from only to witness Electro standing a few feet away from you, hostage in a chokehold on his left arm. In the other arm was the occasional sack of cash that you were sure he wouldn't get away with. Your eyes rolled, unintentionally getting a glimpse of a familiar spandex wearing hero. He was new and all. Round of applause everyone, for the one and only Spiderman.

When he saw that you were staring directly at him, he waved, then making various hand motions that you somehow in god understood. Basically he was going to shoot a string of web at the hostage and hoist them up, stealing them from Electros grip and giving you chance to take the preemptive and just go wild— But also take caution into not destroying the place.

As Electro went on and on with his planned monologue, Spiderman used the chance for when his eyes were closed to not only shoot some web in his face as a stunning effect, but also managed to snag the hostage in one fell swoop. Two birds with one stone— Neat. “What is this substance on my face!?” Electro screamed, trying to claw it off but to no avail. You laughed at this scene. For some reason, Spiderman had the oddest feeling that he had recognized your voice from somewhere. After the fit of chuckles faded, you made sure to give your target such a hard two-piece, that Spiderman swore he saw some teeth flew out of his mouth.

‘Whoa...’ Was the only thing that crossed his mind. Despite your petite figure, you were strong enough to knock a grown man unconscious with just one slug? “You can take it from here, Spider-guy. I've got better things to do besides turning him in. You can do that on my behalf, right?” You yawned, making your way towards the south exit, away from the mob. “O-of course, miss Queen!” He hopped off the ceiling and landed to the ground, ensuring to web the now knocked out cold ‘threat’ up real good and give the police to bust in finally. Once they did, he trailed right after where he saw you leave, only to catch you flipping and twirling in the air with such haste.

Even behind the mask anyone could see the smile forming as his eyes lit up just from seeing you. Needless to say here, but he was all over you. A complete and utter fanboy who joined the wave after witnessing some viral videos of you committing deeds that he would usually perform.

“H-hey, wait up!” He called after you, tailing the direction you went. “Huh?” Feeling that call be directed to you, your head clocked round to see the same spiderboy from before, flipping onto a pipe in front of you. “Oh, you again.” Your expression deflated a slight bit at his presence. “What is it?” You asked, hoping to get him out of your hair quickly. “Oh, well, I-I, uhm...” He stammered over his words, taking in the beauty of yourself in whole as something to beheld. “Queen, your last period is almost closing. Be sure to wrap this up quickly.” Stein reminded you, causing a shrill screech to release from your parted lips. “CRAAAAPPP!!!!” You instantly turned your back towards Peter and took off without another word, disappearing into the city.

Spiderman just stood there, processing what had just transpired. This was rare. Well, him getting all tounge tied while underneath the mask he called Spiderman. Seemed like your charismatic charms overpowered his. Not like that wasn't to be expected — You were pretty cute if he'd have to agree with your thousands of rowdied fanboys and girls. Jeesh, he felt himself falling head over heels for you instantly.

“I'm here!” You exhaled, busting the door to your last period classroom. There was no reason for you to give a damn about all the eyes laid on you when you performed such an action. After all, “[Name] Stark. Just on time before the bell rings.” You were the daughter of the most famous idol in all of New York, so school imaging meant nothing.

As soon as the bell rang, you were in the hallways being swamped with the rest of your classmates. In the middle of all the traffic, a shoulder bumped into yours. “H-hey, what the hell—” Turns out, it was the absolute love of your life once again— Walking out of your eyesight and never to be seen again until tomorrow morning.

‘Dammit. I still had time and couldn't give him the tickets.’ You mentally pouted with that curse.

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Idfk if y'all want me to tag y'all in pt.2, but I'm making a part.2 just for your information

[bigbox141]

Tumblr After a Week: How I came here, and what it's been like.

Hello everyone! This post will basically just be me kinda gettin' my thoughts out on the site and my experience so far, so no photoshops and less quips this time about. Nothing too serious, though, I don't think (not like my vents).

So, I suppose I'll rewind with a bit of context:

I've never been much of a social media user, I don't believe. Never really been fond of other platforms for one reason or another. Twitter I felt tried too hard to put things in my face, Facebook are shady and Reddit felt a bit too in-the-dark at times due to its very upvote-based culture.

Though, at one point I felt so buckled down to my chair that I never really got a chance to write out my thoughts without filling a Discord server, or nagging for voice chats when other lads' timezones are off. I saw to blogger, but in spite of working with it for a project in high school, felt a bit alienated by how big an undertaking it'd be. A couple nudges from my buddies led me back to Tumblr, a site I'd used years ago but never really got too in to using.

Back then, I had blogs with ambitions that either didn't get fulfilled, or blogs for the sake of keeping in touch with friends who happened to have a Tumblr. Unfortunately, at the time I was quite young and very impressionable, and those awful alt-right YouTubers of the time threw out a bunch of political, awful stereotypes that I was gullible enough to believe and Tumblr became a place I was deterred from under this, uneducated view of "errgh liberullss!" (same rhetoric all the idiots online spewing out had to say. Going with this, gullible mass hysteria).

All that crap was just awful, honestly. Fascism, caked in "facts and logic," ironically built on stereotypes and disinformation, in an attempt to suppress individual thought and social connections. "Urgh! only two gendrs!" Well no, gender is social, sex is not. You're taught this in school. "Hnngh! tumblr ful of sjws!" What's wrong with that? The idea is to fight for equality. You're just cherry-picking people you don't like and stereotyping massive communities for it. By that same logic, I could make whatever communities you identify with just as tainted, there's billions of people on this planet. "Global warmn g not rel!!" Okay just shut up.

Years went on and I became disillusioned as I came to realise that all the stupid screaming that the funni yuotuobers onlein were putting out were genuinely hurtful and suppressed communities for no discernible reason. Needless to say, I've matured since, and that shit's over with.

With a new, adult Box, looking at Tumblr, I saw precisely what I view today: art, personality and CHAOS. God do I love my the latter of that trinity right there. Personal expression, be it in text, through visual or audio mediums, whatever it may be, are some of the most raw, human ways to put yourself out there. You'll often see my dislike for objectivism and capitalism in this corporate landscape bleed into my blog posts, as I've found that the two things are highly prevalent online and fundamentally destroy the human need to express in favour of materialistic possession or hard knowledge, no matter how depressing. When I get onto Tumblr, I see the precise antithesis to this: people sharing comedy, art, whatever, getting their personality out. Embracing the chaos of disrupting the standard objectivist view with absurdity, personal views and visual mediums.

It's this community, on top of the innately freely built platform without character limit and little restriction on content that really makes me feel like I can actually put out what I want to. Not to hang onto trends the same way Reddit or Twitter do. If or if I don't have an audience, so be it, at least I'm free.

All of this, conceptually, made me feel at home. Started with silly posts with silly imagery and weirdly out of character text every so often captioning interspersed imagery, writing in wild unique ways each time in a formula that allowed me to creatively exercise in a daily routine with photoshops, video editing and what is essentially a journal. Every so often, I'd vent about something I'd rather not disrupt a Discord with. Most of the time, I wrote rollercoasters of oddities and adventure. Hell, my most recent post is about me dying to a horde of gnomes, and not long before that, I was visiting a Garfield themed restaurant (by the way, Scooby-Doo EATS no longer exists so that idea is cancelled :(). There were a few times I hit a wall, but that's because I succeeded in my goal: making a routine of getting stuff out. I finally feel fleshed out, and it's awesome.

10/10. Loving the site... but a word of advice to you, Tumblr? If yer reading this? When I say "this post isn't for me," I best not be seein' that post in my dashboard again the next time I look through it. C'mon now...

[galarianace]

"What are Leon and Hop like? I've never met them-- so I'm naturally a bit curious. I keep missing them both." (imperialsea)

|| @imperialsea dared ask this loser to ramble about her favorite idiots for the next 4 hours-

⟡ ═══ ♛ ═══ ⟡ "I-I'm sorry! You'll meet them just as SOON as I get a leash on them!" It might've been more comforting if this was meant in some sort of kinky sense, but no - there is just no keeping tabs on these two without a combination of GPS and leash.

         ˙ "Hop's really great, heheh... We've been best friends for YEARS now, and it's because of him that Leon gave me Shannan, to be Hop's rival, ya? Err, though he also tends to... run off and leave me behind." A pause, then a groan. "Can you BELIEVE that he one time yoinked me out of a perfectly good train instead of waiting for the tracks to clear, and then left me STRANDED in the wild area without telling me a single thing!?" fist raising, her eyebrow twitches a bit. "Ahh... That brat... I gave his arm a good whack when I got my hands on him again..."

         ˙ "But... Well, I like seeing him happy, yanno?" she gives a slight smile, lowering her fist again, to press her index fingers together. "There's been a few times where he was just really down, and it really broke my heart, to be honest... He managed to pull himself back up though. I always thought that was really cool. That you can't keep him down for a long time. So when I took away his dream by beating Leon, it..."

         ˙ Her shoulders sag, hands dropping. "It was real hard, seeing him so hard on himself. It's like everything bad just kinda... took over. And, I dunno, it was like I was responsible for it, kinda... And he was still real nice and friendly, and helped me right away even though he was struggling with himself real bad. I really, REALLY wanted to help him... But of course Galar was in danger, and he kept running off to help it instead of focusing on himself, so I thought I'd just quickly deal with the problem and THEN help him, nice and proper, but... well, by then, I guess Hop had already figured it out? I felt like a horrible friend but... He's just real great. Even though it was dangerous, he went after a frenzied Zamazenta and tried hard to calm him down, though he'd almost gotten attacked. He's a lot braver than people think when they meet him. A lot of people think he's just loud and has too much energy, it'd be nice if they could realize what he's REALLY like, yanno?"

         ˙ "And now, he's working to become a PROFESSOR, can you believe it? He's working hard to help Pokémon, and studying a lot, so I can't help but feel like I gotta put my all into whatever I decide to do as well, or I can't face him." She scratches her cheek, slightly flushed from the excitement of talking about her best friend.

         ˙ "He's also Leon's biggest fan. We watched SO many of his matches together. In fact, by the time I met Leon, I already knew like ALL about him because of all of Hop's stories about him! I didn't really know he told Leon about me just as much, so when we first met it didn't really feel like that, ya? And, he was also just REAL nice and fun, VERY friendly. Err, we DID have to go pick him up at Wedgehurst though. His sense of direction is... I always thought Hop was exaggerating, but... No, I don't got any words for it, if I'm to be honest." she shakes her head with a sigh. "He'd get lost on a one-way street. Trust me."

         ˙ "But, he's always there when trouble pops up, ya?" she smiles warmly, averting her gaze and just ignoring how her cheeks warm up a bit "E-even after I ahm... s-sacrificed him to a bunch of Electrike, he still talked to me and helped me with things. Actually, he's the reason I caught Guillotine, and wasn't... well, Guillotine'd, instead. Because it was DEFINITELY trying that." she winces a bit at the memory, touching her neck to reaffirm herself that yes, it’s still in place. "Can you believe he struggled down a frenzied Doublade all by himself just so I could help fix it? He even got a small scar from it, right here, high by his rib. He just laughed that off though. Said it was worth it because what don't kill you, makes you stronger. And because it helped the Pokémon out, and that's worth everything."

         ˙ "But yeah, he was always going around, helping people, talking to them... It's right that the crowds love him; he was real great with them. He had a real desire to see Galar grow stronger. And his strength is... It's something else, ya? No one'd defeated him for ALL those years. All that time he was just working non-stop for Galar, and knocking down everyone who came to challenge him. He really LOVES to battle, and it's always a real treat to actually see him doing it, too."

         ˙ "And, yanno? When things were going bad, Hop and I REALLY wanted to help Leon, but he sent us away. He told us that we should just do the fun stuff like the challenge and not get distracted by the problems, and that the problems were for the adults, for him to handle, because he was the Champion, and he actually did. It always feels REAL safe when Leon's around, because you just KNOW that he's got you covered, heheehhh..." she presses her fingers together, the flush to her cheeks returning full force - just with a different reason than it had when she'd been talking about Hop. 

         ˙ "I... I didn't... actually wanna fight him, to be honest..." she admits - something she can only do because Elizabeth is a trusted friend. It's not something she can tell just anybody. "I really, REALLY liked to see him as the undefeated Champion... He was like some sorta hero, I guess? But, the kind that was real, the sort you can touch. The sorta hero who always did what he thought right because he was just that good a person, and who was always there because he wanted to help people... But also the sort who LOVED the adrenaline of a strong battle and... A-and he even took a blow from Eternatus himself, despite being right there in front of it, because he had Charizard protect me and Hop. He got real hurt protecting us... " she bites her lip a bit. "Well... I... I liked seeing him at the very top of Galar, like that. So when I wound up his challenger... it was real hard..." she sighs, shaking her head. 

         ˙ Her brow furrows and she has to blink a few times to get rid of the tears glazing over her eyes. There's no reason to cry! "It took me a spell to actually get my bearings too, and, can you believe it? Leon was actually the one who encouraged me to cheer up and just have fun with the match. He could've just gone for an easy win, but instead he wanted a fun, fair fight. One where both parties gave it their utmost so... I did. And... I didn't wanna see him lose, but... I didn't wanna lose either, yanno? I just didn't expect I'd actually win. By the time I realized what happened properly, I was back at home, waking up the next day. I had to see my Champion ceremony on TV because everything kinda went past me but he... Even in that sorta situation he was kind and grand and he was just amazing all the way until the end... I went over to his house right away, cuz I wanted to see him. But he wasn't there. I was afraid he'd be sad but... Not only did he leave behind a Pokémon for me to raise, I couldn't believe that he was actually working on rebuilding Rose Tower, and turning it into Battle Tower! He wasn't a Champion anymore, but he went straight up to the next project without pause! And his family kept talking about how he was so happy, too..."

         ˙ She smiles as she thinks back to meeting Leon and hearing him excitedly talking about what he's been doing, what he's been BUILDING. Even when he's not Galar's Champion in title anymore, she still thinks of him every time a Champion is mentioned. She might've taken his title, but she'll never take his heroic presence : it's something she's painfully aware of.

         ˙ "I'm really rooting for him, yanno? For both of them. I want Leon to be surrounded by all the strongest battles he can wish for, and- and I want Hop to be the best Professor Galar's ever had! One who can help Pokémon all over. I..." her vision blurs a bit again "I just really want them happy..." once more her fingertops come together. They both went through SO many ups and downs... With everything they'd both been working on being pulled away from them, by HER no less, she just REALLY wants them to do what they are doing now, and to be happy doing it. They deserve it. And if there is anything she can do for them at all, then she will.

         ˙ "Ah! Hop and me- we like to team up for the Galarian Star Tournament! Things get real wild there sometimes, heheehhh... We've fought together so many times, both during our journey and now in that tourney, we're REAL good at it by now. I also fought with Leon a few times and that was also great but... Ahm... I dunno, it's like... This incredible PRESSURE, yanno? With Hop it's real comfortable and relaxed, but with Leon there's just this urge to do better and better each time and AH! Can you believe he almost had his Charizard attack MY team in one of our battles!? He got too excited and forgot who he was supposed to fight!!" Needless to say, Leon got the sort of arm smack normally used on Hop.

         ˙ "Whenever Hop needs data on a Pokémon or something in Galar, I go out and search for it, or just let him take it from my boxes if I already got it. And if he's got a field assignment and no one's keeping me busy by trying to destroy Galar by some way or another, I like to accompany him. Ah! And, and sometimes I fight Leon at the battle tower. It's real nice. There's no people in our way here, just us, fighting, with our teams and..." her knees feel a bit weak when she recalls the outfit he tends to don when at work "It's just, it's REAL nice, heheeh..."

         ˙  "AHH! I’ve- I’ve just been talking non-stop, all this time!! I-I’m sorry! I’ll, I’ll leave the rest for you to find out when you actually meet them!! Just- just know that... that they’re both amazing people, okay!?"