#Also the one where he's dodging a kick from her is a ref to that cutscene in SF6 where Chun-Li dodges Li-Fen's kick bc I thought it was cut

[elidrawsthings]

I also DID draw Sonson in the style again along with a very unhinged au of mine lmfao Screenshot redraws and imitating the style in general is so much fun

#Sonson #Qi Xiaotian #Marvel Vs Capcom 2 #Lego Monkie Kid #Also the one where he's dodging a kick from her is a ref to that cutscene in SF6 where Chun-Li dodges Li-Fen's kick bc I thought it was cut #And he's her teacher in this unhinged au so :')

[jackalcpe]

KH OC WEEK | DAY 3 - BATTLE & ABILITIES @khoc-week​

i genuinely had no idea what to do for some of these prompts, so today, tomorrow, and saturday will be alphabet prompts. for today i picked battle and abilities, so i’ll be going over holly’s fighting style and her nature manipulation abilities! i won’t be going over tiny in this post bc his fighting style is essentially fistfighting with knives for hands and his fury ability is rather straight forward (its like isa/saix’s berserk but a bit to the left).

first off, holly’s fighting style. her weapon is a spear, so i drew inspiration from the polearm users from genshin impact, particularly yunjin and zhongli.

yunjin is an opera singer, so her movements are floaty and elegant but still deliberate, like she’s performing instead of fighting. likewise, holly is a dancer, specially a ballet/contemporary dancer, so she’s also very floaty and elegant, a bit like a leaf or petal being carried by a wind current. yunjin’s fancy twirls work well with holly’s aesthetic.  

on the other end of things, zhongli’s n4, n5, and n6 moves are also very holly-like. he’s the geo archon, so his movement is sturdy and heavy like a rock. or in holly’s case, like a tree trunk. i like the idea of holly kicking her spear to hit opponents who are farther away, as well as just...kicking in general; again, she’s a dancer, so she’d be flexible, which means her kicks would be rather high.

this technically doesnt belong to fighting style but i didnt know where else to fit it. holly’s magic prowess is mostly in her nymph/nature powers, but she can do other spells. namely: cure, magnet, reflect, esuna, sleep, poison, and water. poison and sleep -> certain plants are poisonous and certain plants make it easier to sleep. the more elemental spells are tricky for her, especially fire magic.

so that’s her fighting style; floaty and elegant like a petal in the wind, but sturdy and hard like a tree trunk. but what about her abilities?

well, its stated on her ref sheet, but holly’s main, big ability is her lotus summon. the lotus acts like a dummy that diverts an opponents attention away from her to the lotus. it draws them in while also doing damage by cutting the opponents with razor sharp leaves. think of the razor leaf or leafage moves from pokemon.

in addition to that, if the lotus is hit with spells like firaga or thundaga, instead of razor leaves, it will hit the enemies with that specific spell. this can also be used with cure/curaga; instead of doing damage to enemies, it will instead heal whoever's in its range

if holly slams or even pierces the blade of nature’s vow into the ground, giant thorns will protrude out of the ground and pierce anyone whos too close.

holly can also briefly turn her body mass into a simple pile of leaves. this makes her a much harder target to hit when she dodges or sprints. think of, again, mona or ayaka’s sprint from genshin impact, just in the air.

holly has a general control over nature, whether it be manipulating moving vines or getting fruit trees to grow faster. when NOT in a battle and simply chilling at home in twilight town, she mostly uses her powers to maintain a little vegetable and fruit garden.

on top of that, being part nymph gives her an insane knowledge of plants. a majority of the time, she just has to look at a plant and she’ll instinctively know what it is, what it’s used for, and how to take care of it.

and now. a brief overview of nature’s vow. bc its very pretty and i like it.

nature’s vow is a spear that was originally made, rather crudely, out of scrap metal that holly found around traverse town. however, after a chance encounter (that i cant get into bc its spoilers for holly’s fic), the original nature’s vow shattered and a new one replaced it, born from inside holly’s heart due to her desire to find and save lea and isa. holly loves nature’s vow dearly, which is why she could never see herself becoming a keyblade wielder, despite how many times lea has begged her to.

#tada.... #i dont think im missing anything here #khocweek2022 #khocweek #kh oc #hazel.txt #hollycore

[wildfire-chronicle]

cyberpunk sumo dream

The dream started with me in my car (the beat-up old piece of junk I have in real life) on a metal lift that was just barely bigger than my car was, with no walls or side rails and only old chains at the four corners pulling the platform up. The world around me was very cyberpunk, with lots of neon lights cutting through the night in the distance and the whole structure around me looking like the rusted metal skeleton of a building more than an actual building. When my car reached the top and the lift settled, I got out and walked around a precarious corner--again with no railing--where if I fell, it would be an extremely long drop.

I was there to take part in a fight: a no-holds-barred sumo match being hosted by one of the powerful pit bosses that controlled this area. Whoever died or exited the circle first lost. Anyone could challenge the reigning champion, though he had a reputation of making sure most of his opponents went out the first way, so it rarely happened. If you did win, though, there was a lot of money up for grabs, and that was why I was there. As I walked over to the sumo circle, I saw that it was fairly close to the ledge and it wouldn't be far-fetched to say a person could get thrown out of the ring directly off the edge. There were also various crates and similar things inside the ring to use as terrain. The boss was watching from a raised chair a little bit away, and spectators watched from every unoccupied bit of floor, wall, or ceiling they could hang off of. At the side of the ring was a hispanic girl with long black hair who was cleaning a long, grey gun, and she was apparently the ref. She didn't seem to care whatsoever about the match though, and didn't even seem to be watching.

I stepped into the ring and waited to see my opponent, the champion. He was a big, burly guy with some power-type cybernetic enhancements, but I judged him as not much of a threat. I could feel some kind of power available at my fingertips, like lightning I could call on, but I judged that I wouldn't need it for this fight. The fight started, and I was purely defensive for the first part. I dodged and weaved around his wide, reckless attacks with ease. Then, when I could tell he was getting frustrated at my dodging and was about to go for a full-frontal assault, I set my feet and prepared to end it. He charged at me with both hands out, too wide to dodge, so in one fluid motion I ducked under his left arm while using my hands to direct his force to the side and down and stuck a foot out so he tripped, and then while he was off-balance and whipping his head over to find where I'd gone, I roundhouse-kicked him square in the temple and sent him crashing out of the circle.

There was an uproar from the watching crowds, and I idly worried about whether I'd remembered to lock the Neon before I'd left it. I tried to look through the crowds at where I'd left the car, and just barely could see someone fiddling with the door. I wanted to go stop them, but I couldn't leave the ring until the boss gave the word. I looked over at the ref and was about to try to get her attention, but before I could start moving, she whipped the gun she'd been cleaning up and fired with a strange metallic ptooooiiiing sound in the direction of my car. The jacker was pinned to the wall, a huge metal stake piercing his hand. I breathed a sigh of relief and turned back to the boss.

The dream cut forward a bit, to the aftermath of the fight. In addition to the cash reward, the pit boss had invited me to dinner, and though I really would rather have taken the money and disappeared, I knew he wasn't the kind of person you could say no to. Dinner was in a fairly nice ramen shop. The boss and the important people he was meeting with were in the back, but I was seated next to the ref girl in the front of the shop at the bar, along with some other high-ranking goons. She seemed to be a lot more relaxed and open to conversation now, and I found out she was one of the highest ranking members of the gang and took orders only from the boss himself. The gun she was using was a railgun she'd designed herself. She wasn't really particularly happy here, but it was a secure job position that paid a lot and in this age, you didn't just give that up. We talked a bit more, but the dream ended soon after.

I partially woke up, enough to check the clock, and then rolled over and sank back into sleep. This time, I was with the same girl as the previous dream, but the setting was very different. Rather than cyberpunk, the setting felt much more like grim high fantasy, in the vein of Elden Ring. Both of us were in clothing that reflected the new setting, and we both wielded swords, with her also sporting a crossbow. We were inside a gothic building with high, vaulted ceilings and very old, moth-eaten plush furniture. I don't know why we were there, other than that we were looking for something. Regardless, we were exploring this huge building. As we walked through a huge hall, three figures appeared before us to block our progress. One of them was familiar; I immediately knew his face and that he had extreme regeneration powers (to the point where no one knew if he even could die), and that in the past we had worked together and trusted him before he disappeared. Me and the girl were shocked and outraged that he would betray us like this, and he seemed regretful, but there was no time to talk.

A fight broke out almost immediately, two-on-three. The fight was chaotic and fast-paced. We were mostly on the defensive, as they had numbers on their side, so we dodged and blocked and countered where we had the space to, but we were hard-pressed just to avoid death with every blow. After a minute, I found myself with room to breathe and then realized, too late, that it was because they had shifted their focus to all attacking the girl at once. The regenerator man fought like a wild animal with claw-like weapons in his hands, and I saw him lunge at the girl while she was occupied with the other two and catch her across the back of the leg. Even as she fell, she managed to lash out at him, leaving him winded facedown on the floor.

I realized, seeing him fall, that he had a sigil of some kind on the small of his back. Not going to let the chance slip by, I leaped and plunged my sword into the spot on his back, and he immediately howled in pain. It seemed like that was the one weak spot he had. As the other two foes recoiled in shock, I turned to the nearest one and blew them away with a blast of lightning from my hand. The girl, even wounded as she was, struck the other from behind with her sword and killed them instantly.

After making sure the girl wasn't in mortal danger, we both went over to the man who was still lying with my sword pinning him to the ground, and he spoke to us. He told us that he could feel death approaching. For so long, he had been without the fear of death, and with it, the enjoyment of life and the thrill of a fight. He knew that only we would be able to kill him and end his miserable existence, and so he joined our enemies. He then told us of all their plans, and thanked us for releasing him from his suffering. Then, he died, and the dream ended.

25 July 2022

#dream #cyberpunk #fantasy #long post #july 2022

[mrs-hollandstan]

Play Me || Boxer!Tom Holland

Warnings: all of it is just smut (18+), unprotected sex, somewhat public sex, male masturbation, brief oral (m receiving), language, boxing themes, douchebag Tommo, mentions of STDs and one night stands

Word Count: 5,857

Author’s Note: So as I said before, I had intended on just reposting my Easter smut today but I’ve been looking for a good time to post this and I think now is that time. I hope you guys enjoy and as always, lemme know what you think :)

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The cat and mouse game that forced your hand was Tom's fortay. He loved drawing you in, intoxicating you with the sweet words and slew of texts, making it seem like he was into being together before he thrust you back into the real world with so much as a fuck you. His lifestyle was chaotic and you didn't really blame him for being the way he was when it came to you and any mention of a relationship. Even though you knew it wasn't his lifestyle that was to blame. It was a game to him. He played you. Molded and shaped you just the way he liked. And you played along.

You cared about him more than anything. Whether it was watching him get beat down on TV or in person, the sight was hard to watch. But most often than not, he prevailed, careening his opponent back against the ropes before body slamming him against the floor and wrestling him down just long enough for the refs to call it. Of course, there were the times he'd give them a punch straight between the eyes and they were down for the count, sometimes before the math had even seen five minutes. But more often than not, he exhausted all energy into pinning a burley guy down to the blood covered mat, listening for those three crucial smacks to the foam before standing up, arms thrust in the air in victory. He'd flash a triumphant smile that showed the blue of his mouth guard, sweat glistening on his chest and blood trickling from the unruly eyebrow that was so uniquely Tom.

Most often than not, he entered the ring with butterfly bandages still on his cheek or temple, ripping them off before taking on another opponent and ensuring more cuts and bruises like the match before. You'd seen the scar in his right eyebrow that allowed for the tuft of hair to stick up a different direction than the other hair and allowing a break in the short cocoa colored hair. He'd allowed you that close once or twice, but it was always dangled before you and then the rope was cut and he'd be MIA from you for a few days. Tonight was the third day he'd left you hanging. You were used to it and you weren’t upset, showing up to support him while he battled his opponent, one of the ones to beat in his weight class. Tom had trained weeks in advance, small matches with smaller guys sprinkled throughout, all in underground boxing rings which you’d also attended. Quick cash. The second he stepped out into the ring, your heart thundered in your chest. He knew you were either here, or watching on TV, but he could feel it. He could feel your eyes on him in person.

Watching him dodge and throw punches was heart stopping. The friend beside you watched you more than Tom, knowing that every hit and kick thrown could be the one to lay him out. But alas, Tom prevailed, bouncing off a rope to lay a punch across the guy's cheek, knocking him to the floor, out cold. The ref counted it before declaring Tom the winner while medics checked his opponent.

And just like that, after six rounds the match was over and everyone flooded to the parking lots. You and your friend followed the group of guys you'd met up with to a bar, sharing a few drinks. One of the guys you followed kept trying to cop a field, whining every time you told him there was someone else you wanted that was most definitely not him. He went as far as throwing a fit when you stepped out into the night to answer a call,

"Y/N Y/L/N?" A woman's nasally voice rang through. You frowned, pulling your phone away to look at the number,

"Yes, who's this?"

"I'm Martha Conway, part of Mr. Holland's management team. He seems to have... locked himself away in the epicenter and we were wondering if you were willing to come cool him down. We found your name and number in his phone. You seem to be the only re occurrence in his life." Glancing over your shoulder at your friend, you lick your lips and nod,

"Yeah, okay. H-how do you want me to help?"

"We've left the keys next to a maintenance door around the back. He's around the ring and locker rooms. The two of you should be the only ones there." She remarks. Sighing, you nod again,

"Okay, yeah, I'll see what I can do. Thank you." You chide sweetly, hanging up and hurrying back into the bar to find your friend and explain to her the situation at hand. She nods,

"I'll call you if I need anything." She reassures. Nodding back, you find your way out, eyeing the guy that made a hit on you who just rolls his own eyes. Hurrying back to the massive building Tom's match was held in, you find the maintenance door quickly, parking close enough to it and finding the ring of keys to unlock the door. The building inside is a maze, lights left on and supplies scattered across the basement floors. Finding the ground level as quick as possible, you're met face to face with the stage, a big black boxing ring sat front and center with a single spotlight glorifying it. Being this close, you can smell the cleaner used hours before to clean up the sweat and blood from both men. You run your fingers over the jagged foam Tom's used to by now. He'd never offered you tickets to be close enough to the action. He knew you hated watching him get punched and kicked. Seeing his skin split and blood fly from his mouth as he got jostled wasn't something you wanted front row seats for. So he didn't even ask, and neither did you.

Sighing and strutting towards the locker room, you try a number of keys in the lock before one slides in, clicking it open. The sound of the showers running reverberates off the walls, steam coming from the far row of lockers where they're hidden. You close the door, making sure to announce your presence with the loud close. Walking down towards the showers, you inhale the warm air, steam mixed in with it. The sight before you when you round the last row of lockers shouldn't surprise you, but it does.

Water runs from Tom's hair, across his beaten face and toned body. Cuts run rampant across his forehead, disappearing beneath the mess of curls, there's a bruise under his left eye, and his bottom lip is swollen and busted. His back is against the shower wall, hand bound tight around his cock as he strokes himself rather fast. He's not surprised or caught off guard or even afraid of your presence when you gasp. He looks up for just a moment, water running across his lips,

"Figured they'd send you." He croaks out.

"Yeah... were you hoping for it?" You ask,  watching with wide eyes as he strokes himself.  He chews on his bottom lip, head thrown back against the tile and eyes squeezed shut,

"Fuck... if you wanna join, you're more than welcome." He hisses. Staring at him a moment longer, you give a gentle nod before turning to the bench behind you. Pulling your top over your head, Tom groans behind you,

"How is it that I could tell you weren't wearing a bra?" He rasps out, knowing all too well your cut off sleep shirts he'd asked for pictures of you in. Sure, he'd seen a little nipple action from you in those photos but not in the flesh. Smiling to yourself, you don't respond, sliding out of your jeans and underwear, walking towards him. The feeling of cold cement beneath your feet sends a chill up your spine, only heightened when you place your hand atop the half wall shielding Tom from you. He licks his lips, eyes locked on your chest, hand not slowing around his cock. You giggle, glancing down at yourself, pressing your elbows closer together,

"You like them handsome?" You ask. He nods and his adam's apple bobs as he swallows the saliva his mouth conjured up at the sight of your mouth watering body,

"Fuck yeah... God damn they're gorgeous." Cocking your head, you give a sideways smirk,

"All natural too. I'd say they're yours but... you keep givin me the run around." You pose. He nods, ignoring your statement,

"Fuckin amazing." His eyes flick up to your face for just a moment as you clamber to your knees, eyes locked back on your perky breasts. Staring at his hand bound tight around himself, he sucks in a pained breath when you take his hand in your own, staring up into his lust-struck eyes. The bruise under his left eye looks darker now that his head is bowed, watching you anticipate your next move. Looking down at his cock again, you lean in, water starting to soak into your hair, and swirl your tongue around his tip. The moment the two meet, he grunts again,

"Fuck..." He mutters under his breath, taking hold of your other hand and giving it a squeeze when your mouth envelopes him. His head falls back, but just as fast, it lulls back to look down at you, his eyes locked on your mouth as you gently bob your head,

"Gotta take me deeper baby. Make me cum." You do as you're told, taking his cock deep into your mouth until you gag. He growls, head thrown back. When his eyes find yours again, he clenches his jaw and you can see another, hidden bruise just under it that, if you didn't know any better, you would have thought was a hickey.

"Fuck... got myself so close before. Wanna cum so bad." You blink a few times, batting your lashes,

"Baby girl... don't do that," he practically growls through grit teeth, "I wanna fuck that pretty little face a bit more before I cum down your throat." There's no denying the whimper that slips from your throat at his dirty talk. He's damn good at it. And he knows it as a smile spreads wide across his face,

"Pretty thing. You like my dick in your mouth?" You nod around him, hollowing your cheeks and sticking your tongue out to run along the base. He hums,

"Keep it up... I'm gonna cum." You draw him from your mouth, stroking him,

"Take hold of my hair. Make me do what you like. I can handle it." He nods, tongue darting out to wet his lips again before he gathers every last hair of yours in his hands and presses you down, cursing as you gag around him. You're not even sure if what's running down your chin is water, or your own saliva trying to make his descent tolerable. His eyes roll back in his head at the sudden power shift, head falling back as his high licks at every nerve ending in his body. He gasps gently when you reach up, fondling his balls just the smallest bit. In no time, he was spilling his load onto your tongue with a throaty grunt. His head falls back into place, hand letting go of your hair and eyes on you once more,

"Gonna take it all for me baby?" He purrs. Pulling back until just the tip rests at the front of your tongue, you swallow the sticky substance, eyes cutting up to him. He reaches down, fingers falling around your chin and pulling you to stand straight. He turns the both of you, pressing you to the wall of the shower. You gasp inte his lips at how cold the tile is. He smiles, lips pressed firmly against yours,

"Lemme look at you," Leaning back, he licks his lips once more, "Jesus... I'm really rethinking this whole leaving you on read thing. You're stunning pretty girl." Placing his hand at your hip, he strokes up your side, grabbing a handful of your breast,

"Fuck..." Looking down at his still wrapped hand, you pull it from your skin, peeling the gauze off,

"Yeah? What makes you think I want you now?" You ask softly. He clicks his tongue,

"You wouldn't have come if you didn't want me. You wouldn't have dropped to your knees to work me through an adrenaline rush. You wouldn't BE HERE if you didn't want me still." Sliding his hand between your legs, you gasp when he finds your clit. He raises his eyebrows in a way to tell you he's proving his point. When you whimper, he opens his mouth just enough to show the tip of his tongue sliding over his teeth,

"How bout I take you out to where I had my last victory, make ya see stars of your own." He raises his eyebrows again, watching your mouth open,

"T-the ring? No... God no, w-what if we get caught." Tom rolls his eyes and tsks,

"You kidding? We're the only ones here." Running a hand through his hair, he sighs, turning the water off. Handing you a towel, he wraps one around himself, holding his hand out for you to take. You do, hesitantly, taking in a shaky breath. He chuckles,

"If you're that nervous... I won't let anyone see your body baby. I'll cover you." Nodding, he leads you towards the ring again, your hand clutching your towel tight to your chest. You're nervous and excited. For once, things are going your way. The man you've come to love, under all the scrapes and bruises, is leading you to where he had his umpteenth victory so you can have your first time together.

Following him up the small set of foam steps, he holds two of the ropes apart, licking his lips at the small beads of water that trickle down your back, sparkling like diamonds as they roll between your shoulder blades. Following you in, he watches you turn, staring out at the rows of seats that encapsulate the spotlit ring. Sighing through his nose, he blinks at you,

"What's it like? Being up here... knowing that the fate of your fan base... your life... rests in your own broken, bruised, bloody, torn up hands?" You ask. He gives a lopsided smirk, taking the last step forward to wrap his arms around you,

"Terrifying. Knowing... that the next punch... thrown or taken... could be my last. I could suffer... immeasurable damage that leaves me brain dead... dead altogether. It's like taking a breath... expecting each one to be your last." Turning your head to look at him, you frown and shake your head,

"Why do you do it then?" He scoffs turning away from you,

"For the adrenaline... god... you saw how hard I was. It's like that every time I step out of this ring. The money too... I needed the money bad when I first started. And now... now look at me. We could do this," gesturing between the both of you with his now unwrapped, knuckle swollen hand, he huffs again, "we could do this on a stack of cash I made just from tonight Y/N." He remarks,

"But I don't want the money Tom. All I want..  all I've ever wanted... was you. You get a quick fix out of all these fake bitches and they act like they care about you but... you could have had me. You wouldn't have to lay in bed, alone right after getting off. You wouldn't have to pick which one of these girls you take home. You could have me always. In every sense of the word. I would do anything for you." He hates the spotlight for showing him perfect tears in your eyes. He nods and walks towards you, hands stroking your hair down,

"I know. God... I know I could've had you. And I'm a dumbass for not taking you up on it but... I-I think I'm ready... I think I'm ready to make you mine... if the offer still stands." Staring up into his dark, lustrous eyes, you look across his bruised and beaten face. The cuts are always there. No matter how long it's been since a match, he has them. Scabbed over most times, but the bruises are something that are faded by the time he comes around again. His lip, busted, is all you've ever dreamed of kissing for the rest of your life. Him coming home after a match to collapse into bed, letting you kiss his wounds. Curling around you and falling asleep with gentle kisses to his forehead and fingers in his soft, unruly hair, his arms bound tight around your body, muscle shirt of his billowing off your body. Helping him into a bathtub filled with soapy bubbles and sliding in behind him to massage his tense shoulders and wash off the blood and grime while he rambles about his day with soft, loving eyes. Cooking him a high protein breakfast only for him to roll out of bed and find you in the kitchen, wrapping his arms around you, nuzzling his face in your hair and wishing you a good morning. And you didn't even want to think about him with kids. The idea terrified you. It excited you. It sent every emotion swirling in your brain. Him quirking an eyebrow draws you back to reality, his eyes dancing across your own face as you nod,

"Yes... yes, the offer still stands." You confirm.  The corners of his lips quirk up and when his hands slip down to your cheeks, he leans in, his lips against yours in a moment. Reaching out, he tugs your towel free, discarding his own. Tugging himself, he places a hand at your lower back, pushing you to lay back down on the mat. The feeling resembles high school and it makes you shiver for a moment before his face appears over yours. Perched over you, he smiles,

"First time together, I'm not wearin a condom."

"Are you always this daring?" You quickly interject. He shakes his head, a cocky, toothy smirk carved across his lips,

"No... but then again... none of those other girls are my girlfriend. I-if you're really not up for it, I could uhm... go find one in my bag. I just figured... ya know... you're... on the pill so-" You nod, hands resting on his shoulders,

"It's fine. I'm just... nervous about... cleanliness if you were forgoing protection with EVERY girl." His eyes widen and he shakes his head,

"Oh no, baby," he scoffs, feeling a little foolish in himself, "I'm clean. Last time I was checked was about two weeks ago. If you wanna see my recor-" He stops when you drag him in for a kiss, features softening at the gesture. When he pulls back, he looks down at you,

"I trust you Holland." He stares down at you, a reassuring smile spreading across his face,

"Yeah?" You nod and he chuckles, glancing down between the two of you. You purse your lips, heart pounding out against your ribs as he slides two calloused fingers between your folds, dipping them inside of you,

"So wet. Are you this wet for me baby?" He purrs again. You nod, reaching up to clasp his shoulder and gasping. He smirks, staring down into your eyes as he slides his fingers in and out of you, reaching his thumb out to rub your clit,

"Like that? Want me inside you sweet thing?" You nod again, licking your lips. He hums before drawing his fingers out and taking them into his mouth. His eyes flutter shut as he sucks your juices from the digits,

"So sweet pretty girl. You taste amazing." Slipping between your thighs, you stare down at him, placing your hand over his own scabbed one on your hip. Pulling your knees up over his thighs, he rests a fist just beside you, the foam sinking in to support his weight. Licking his bottom lip, he guides the tip of his cock to your center before leaning over you completely. Dipping down to capture your lips with his own, he hums, pressing his hips down to slide into you. Tossing your hands over his shoulders, you gasp, fingertips dug into his tan, tense skin. He nuzzles his face in your neck, grunting as he bottoms out,

"Fuck... you a virgin? You're the tightest I've ever had baby." He asks. You giggle, kissing his temple,

"No... I just don't give up my goods to every man I meet, Holland." He chuckles, nipping at the skin of your neck,

"All mine now." He grumbles, leaning back just the smallest bit to gently glide in and out. Reaching down as you cry out, you grip his knees, scratching across the skin. He tips his head back,

"Fuck… the tighter the better with you darling. Gonna make me blow my load early." He growls. Your chest perks up when he gently glides in again and again, his tip prodding the special spot inside you and you can already feel it. You gasp and Tom speeds up, stroking across the bare skin of your thigh with the hand not supporting his weight beside your arm. His jaw clenches, the bruises flexing with the muscles in his face. Your back arches higher, Tom licking his lips at the sight of your breasts he's been dying to see for months. The sound of him sliding into you is intoxicating and it has you on cloud nine, eyes rolling back in your head,

"Fuck... oh fuck that feels so good." You whimper. Your body shakes, a hand sliding down between your scolding bodies to strum your clit. Your eyes find his face, his own dark, bruised eyes watching you touch yourself. His mouth is held open and he's speechless at the sight before him,

"Tom-" He glances up, searching your eyes for the new discontent, uncertainty he thinks he hears in your voice. You nod,

"I can take it... fuck me." You tell him. The way those words roll off your tongue has his thrusts stuttering. He's convinced he would have suddenly grown harder if it was humanly possible. He wants to change position desperately, but he wants to watch your tits bounce. Leaning back, he holds your thighs up over his, grip tight on the skin that goes white at the pressure, starting to lose blood flow. You whimper when he ruts up into you, your slick gushing out around him. His head lulls back as his jagged hips snap up into your thighs, whines and cries falling from your lips. He curses when your back arches, leaning down to nuzzle his face in your neck,

"You play with yourself pretty girl? You toy with yourself thinking of me?" He asks in his husky voice. You nod, digging your nails into his shoulders. Your eyes are gently closed, Tom pumping into you at a grueling speed,

"You won't have to ever again. I've got you." He grunts into your already heated skin. He drags your hands from his back, pressing his own to them against the mat below you. You moan and whimper, holding the backs of his thighs with your heels as he rocks into you, your shoulders screeching along the mat. You give his hands a squeeze, fingers laced together as you raise your head to seek out his lips. Sure you've given him quick pecks, but never something like you're looking for. Never a full, heartfelt kiss that leaves you both wanting more.

The second your lips meet, Tom stops pumping into you, intoxicated with the way you taste, the way your lips feel. When he frees your hands to hold your sides, your hands slip to his cheeks. He presses your shoulders down against the mat, lips covering yours. His tongue slips between your lips, dipping along your own which you welcome with a purr. He draws back slightly, his lips just gently grazing yours. When he pulls back, you stare at each other for a moment, his eyes darting between yours in wonder,

"Wow." He gasps out. You smile softly,

"What?" You ask, stroking the unruly curls from his forehead. He turns his cheek into your palm,

"I've been with… lots of other girls and none of 'em feel like you." You stare up at him,

"You're such a wild card, is that a good or bad thing that none of them feel like me?" He smiles as you cock your head, hair shifting beneath you on the mat, his mind running a mile a minute as he strives to answer,

"Good for you I guess. Bad for them... and me."

"Why is it bad for you?" You quiz with a giggle. He huffs breathlessly, leaning in on his elbow to stroke your goosebumped side,

"Because that means I'm already whipped." He coos, eyes locked in yours. The same smile that creeps onto your lips makes its way onto his features before you flip the both of you over. Clambering into his lap, his calloused, bruised hands slide along your legs, holding you over him. He swallows as he watches you, head raising from the mat to watch you guide him back inside of you. He moans, head thunking back against the mat as you squeeze him gently with your tight, wet heat. Your head lulls back and Tom can only imagine getting to bruise the soft skin of your collarbones and neck after every successful fight and every weekend for the rest of his life. When your hands rest on his stomach, nails raking across the valleys of his abs, he hisses,

"Ahh fuck babes. God you feel so good." He moans, your eyes diverted down to his bruised, beaten face as you gently move back against him. He presses his lips in a line, pressing his feet to the mat below him. Your hands splay out across his chest, his own calloused hands slipping down to hold your butt. He forces you down around him, the both of you working in tandem. The way your damp hair falls over your shoulders and your mouth is held open to release all of the beautiful moans Tom's brain records has his head spinning. He's in love with everything about you in this moment, he loves the way you look, the way you sound, the way you feel around him. It's intoxicating and he wants nothing more than to have all of this for the rest of his life. You tip your head back, letting Tom grab onto whatever skin he can of yours. You hum, digging your nails into his pecs,

"Fuck yes darling, look at you, fucking stunning." He growls, watching your hands slide along his body, eyes traveling the tan skin you want to kiss every inch of. You want all of him and he wants the same, watching you cup your breasts in your hands, rolling your own nipples between your fingers, hair a mess but you look heavenly above him, letting out little whimpers and moans. He curses softly, your eyes finding his. You reach down, placing your hands just over his shoulders on the mat, your lips hovering over his. He stares up into your eyes, hands placed over your hips, raising his head after a moment to kiss you, hand slipping up to the back of your neck, holding you in place to kiss you. You hum into it, pulling back after a moment to stare into his eyes again,

"You're an ass Holland." You mutter. He chuckles,

"Why's that darling?" He asks as you sit back up, hands on your thighs,

"Because I'm so fucking in love with you and you keep giving me the run around." You remark. He gives a soft smile,

"I promise, scouts honor, I'll stop, okay? I'll be yours." He swears. You smile, moving back against him again, his hands slipping to your hips again, lips pressed into a line. Tom's hands slip up behind his head as you bounce a little faster, moaning as he meets the perfect spot inside of you, your head tipping back. He watches you play with your breasts again, wondering what you'd look like the second, third, fifth, tenth time fucking him like this. How much more comfortable your body would be with him after all that time.

After another moment, you stand up straight, Tom glancing up between your legs with raised brows and a hand that drifts upright, hum slipping from his lips as he sits up and scoots closer, eyes meeting yours just before his lips wrap around your clit, tongue darting out to slide inside of you. You throw your head back, moaning as he licks and sucks at your folds, devouring you completely. He hums, pulling back,

"Fuck you're gorgeous. So fucking perfect. Taste and all." He growls, reaching between your legs to swat at your ass which draws a squeal from your throat. You giggle as he picks himself up, taking your wrist into his hand and guiding you to a corner post of the ring. Stepping up behind you, you bend slightly, holding the post and pulling a foot up to hook into the ropes, Tom humming as he places a hand at your lower back, the other placed over your butt which he swats again to hear you giggle. He smiles, stepping forward to slide his cock through your folds, pressing into you successfully which draws a hum from your throat. He leans in to kiss your cheek,

"I don't ever wanna give this up." He admits, leaning down to kiss your shoulder, your head tilting back,

"Well if you're smart, you don't have to." You reply. He hums, gently moving his hips, hand not wrapped around your shoulders reaching down to strum your clit. You gasp and whimper, Tom moaning as you clench around him,

"Such a good girl. So beautiful." He purrs, smiling softly as you work back against him,

"Faster Tommy... I wanna cum." You moan, Tom speeding up immediately as he strokes your clit, sucking a mark into your shoulder,

"Cum for me baby. Whenever you feel it, you can cum." He reassures, letting you find your own sweet spot with his tip, guiding him along as he gathers a fistful of your hair to gently, reassuringly tug. You hum, letting him take the initiative to pound into you, remaining in the perfect place to strike your g-spot each time. You whimper,

"Tommy-"

"Cum for me darling." He cuts in huskily in your ear. You hum again, closing your eyes as his hand leaves your hair and slides down to grasp your breast, squeezing and molding it into his palm,

"So perfect love." He growls, leaning in to kiss and suck at your neck, your hand slipping up into the soft curls he sports. You cry out, the noise reverberating around the room as he strikes your sweet spot and strums your clit with such precision, you're understanding how he wins all of his matches. He grunts each time you clench down around him, knowing you're about to cum and begging for it in your ear. Just before you cum, you tip your head back, moaning out his name again. Your legs quake as you cry out and moan, cumming around Tom. He grunts once more, guiding you through it reassuringly,

"That's my good girl. Such a good girl." He coos as your orgasm ebbs away. He draws from inside you, jerking himself off as he guides you to your knees, holding your shoulder as he jerks himself off, knees going weak just before his cock shoots thick, warm streams of cum across your chest and tongue. He hums, watching you lap it up, head falling back for a moment as he softens. You smirk before he looks down at you, grabbing his hand and pulling him down to sit before you. You crash your lips to his, a choked noise leaving your throat as he places his hands at your hips. Pulling yourself into his lap, he hums, wrapping his arms around you. When you pull back, his eyes dart between yours,

"I love you." He suddenly mutters, smiling lopsidedly as you blink down at him, somewhat surprised. He rubs across your lower back,

"You don't have to say it, but I'm fucking grateful for you. Every time I feel that you're here, it just let's me know I can win up here. I'm in love with you and I can't-

"I love you too." You quickly interject. His mouth hangs open again before he snaps it shut and nods,

"Awesome... yeah, I love you a whole lot." You caress his jaw as you lean in to kiss him again. He hums into it,

"Come... home with... me." He implies between kisses. You shrug and nod,

"Sure." He smiles, laying you back on the mat, listening to you giggle,

"No more running you around, okay? If you go out, I'll come out with you. We can kiss and hug and text and hold hands and I'll get you backstage passes and everything. I just want you." He admits, closing his eyes as you run your fingers through his hair. You nod,

"I'm yours Tommy." You reassure. He nods and sighs, leaning in to kiss you once more. Turning to look at the towels on the mat around you. He licks his lips,

"Guess we could take a shower at my place. It's a lot smaller so you can't escape me." He jokes, leaning in to kiss your nose. He stands straight, your eyes wandering his toned, naked body,

"How can you be the cutest, and the sexiest man all at one time Tom Holland?" You pose, watching him turn at the waist, shooting you a smile,

"I mean... its my natural look baby girl." He purrs. You stand, sighing as he turns around, tucking his towel around his waist. He looks you over, licking his lips,

"I can definitely get used to havin you around all the time." You roll your eyes,

"Yeah, I get it Tom, you're a flirt." You pick up your towel, binding it around yourself before he steps forward again, capturing your chin between his fingers, bowing to kiss you once more. His nose nudges yours before he pulls back,

"I can't wait to kiss you for the rest of my life." He mutters, breath fanning your face. You smile, reaching up to squeeze his muscular bicep,

"And that, my good sir, is how you get yourself laid again." He chuckles,

"Good to know." Following you through the ropes again, he sighs, taking your hand and guiding you back to the locker room, cheesy, proud smirk etched across his face at the fact that you're his, finally. And it only took sex to get you to that point. But you're not complaining.

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Eternity

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I know some of you are probably like "What happened to ICBTE bro?" It's in the fanfic cemetery never to be spoken of again <3

But WELCOME to the new multi part fic Eternity where we follow OC's Veronica Rodriguez, Sawyer Holden and Nova Jay throughout their AEW career

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Starring - Tony Khan, Kenny Omega, WARHORSE and of course, the OCs (also a small appearance from Madi Wrenkowski )

Word Count - 2,385

Category - Fluff, friendship, mentions of past romance

Part 1/?

Summary - Sawyer, Veronica and Nova wanted nothing more than to "make it". When they have a chance to main event with TK and Kenny Omega sitting front row, how will it go?

other author's notes - keep in mind, me and @adriii-omega wrote this in a day. there might be spelling mistakes, it might not make sense, trust the process <3 and YES a good portion of this is the ACTUAL match.

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“Yes Bullet Club is for life, but we’re Eternity.”

“Nova, Veronica, Sawyer you’re on in 10!” The producer yelled, knocking on the door of the dressing room. Though it wasn’t a dressing room, more like a closet. “We’ll be there in a second, damn!” Yelled Sawyer, trying to get her gear on in the tiny corner.

“It would be nice if they gave us an actual dressing room like the guys or something.” Veronica mumbled, pulling on her gear pants. Nova and Sawyer agreed. There could be thousands of dressing rooms, but they always got stuck in a janitor’s closet. “Could you imagine all three of us in our own private dressing rooms?” Nova fantasized as she tied her left boot.

The group of three had always had dreams, as small as a dressing room, to as big as being on the greatest stage of them all. But for now, a janitor’s closet, a couple bucks a night, and a high school gym would satisfy them.

“I got extra tips at the diner today so we can go out to eat after the show this time.” Sawyer announced, smiling towards Veronica, who had just told Sawyer about her craving for a milkshake earlier that day. “Oh thank God, the family I babysat for today only paid nine bucks for FIVE hours.” Nova complained, touching up her makeup.

“Nine?!” “Yeah, spoiled little white kids, AGAIN.”

Veronica and Sawyer chuckled, walking out the janitor’s closet, Nova following close behind.

The three friends had so much in common, but were so different. Like Sawyer for example, the tallest of the three and by far the smartest. She wasn’t afraid to take a bump in front of 10 people or 10,000. She would do whatever it took to make sure she ended up as one of the best professional wrestlers of all time.

Veronica, one of the sweetest people you’ll ever meet. Most people would call her a submission specialist, but making someone tap was just all in a day's work for her. She’ll do anything to put on the most entertaining match anyone in the crowd has ever seen, even if it’s acting like she almost died.

Nova however, was definitely a person who was ready to put on a show, taunts, hyping up the crowd and “OMG” moments were her specialty. She has gotten injured doing those special moves, many times, but she always got back up and showed out to put on the best performance.

All three of them had a purpose and decided they would stick together to reach it.

The whole roster was fond of how close they were. Others envied their success on the independent scene - except one of their closest friends, Warhorse. He was going to be on Dynamite tomorrow` to challenge Cody for his TNT Championship, but tonight, he was at the show, watching the trio wrestle.

They were walking closer to the “stage”, when he stopped them. “You will not believe who’s here!” Sawyer groaned, “Jake you know I hate guessing games so can you jus-”

“Tony Khan and Kenny Omega.” Their jaws dropped. “THE owner and EVP OF AEW?” Nova questioned. Veronica’s palms started to get sweaty. “Why are they here? I don’t even want to be here; there is no way the ACTUAL Kenny Omega and Tony Khan are sitting in a high school gym.” She wiped her hands on her pants and crossed them over her chest. “You don’t believe me? Well you guys will see in about an hour or so.” Warhorse smirked.

“We’re going out now, dipshit.” Sawyer insulted. Nova and Veronica laughed, but Warhorse had more to say, “Didn’t you hear? You guys have been bumped to the main event since the rich guys are out there.”

Suddenly calm, cool and collected Sawyer had her jaw to the floor. “Sawyer?” Nova whispered, shaking her friend's shoulder. “I can’t fly high and be energetic for the last 30 minutes of the show! I’ll break something or pass out!”

Veronica giggled at her friend’s nonsense, “You’ll be fine. C’mon, let's go watch the matches.”

Nova, Veronica and Sawyer sat by a monitor, watching the last few matches before their main event match. They were enjoying some of the two newer wrestlers face off when a hand slammed down on a table. They looked up and saw Madi Wrenkowski, fuming.

“They CUT my match so you guys could have your dumb main event.”

Sawyer held back laughter while Veronica spoke up, “Well it’s not our fault, we didn’t find out till five minutes ag-” “You think you’ll be big cause of a few matches? No way. Just stick to the janitor’s closet.” Madi scoffed, storming off.

“A few 5 star matches to be fair!” Nova called out, receiving a high five from her friends. It had been like this for a while, Madi going off on how she was “better”, but mean girls were SO high school.

They all took a deep breath, knowing it was their time to main event.

When the three reached the gorilla position. They saw Warhorse standing by the curtain waiting for them. Everyone was pretty happy that they got the opportunity to perform for someone like Kenny Omega, but deep down inside Veronica, Sawyer, and Nova knew that they deserved to be in the main event spot a long time ago.

“You three are going to kill it.” Warhorse smiled at his friends. He wondered how cool it would be to see them all in AEW at one time. “Thanks Jake.” Nova said. Sawyer was standing at the curtain, waiting for her cue.

“Say, bitch, I don’t wanna talk.”

Realer by Megan Thee Stallion blasted off the gym walls. The couple hundred of fans there jumped out of their seats to show their love for Sawyer, though she wasn’t supposed to be having such a loud reaction. She walked down the entrance way stopping at a young child who had their hand out for a high five. Sawyer went over to make it seem like she was about to, but smoothly pushed her hair back instead- flipping off the parents as well. As she got in the ring she took a quick scan to look for Kenny and Tony. She spotted them front and center in the front row she gave a sly smirk and went to one of the corners of the ring.

“TOOONIGHTTTTT-“

Nova shot out of the curtain while 24K Magic by Bruno Mars played in the gym. The crowd was also feeling the song as they got up and grooved. Even Tony Khan was bobbing his head along. Nova walked down to the ring, pep in her step. She gave people in the crowd high fives and hugs. She entered the ring and tried to get Sawyer to dance along, but backed away when Sawyer stood over her, glaring and clenching her fists. She walked over to her corner, climbing up to the second turnbuckle, waving at the whole crowd.

“I fly with the stars in the skies…”

Veronica pushed her black shades on as she smoothly walked through the curtain as “Moment 4 Life” by Nick Minaj came on the speakers. It was a perfect song to describe how she felt as she took the audience in at the top of the ramp. Her swagger was untouched but when she stepped in front of Kenny Omega, she felt his eyes never leave her which made her confidence blast through the roof. She used the stairs to get in and leaned on the ropes and waved to the other people that were there.

The three stared each other down, “this is awesome” chants from the crowd already starting. The ref asked all of them if they were ready, then called for the bell to ring. They all circled around the ring, the crowd wondering who was gonna hit first. Nova started taunting the two, planning to get the crowd on her side early in the match.

Sawyer had enough and tackled Nova to the ground, throwing punches, keeping away from the head. Veronica pulled Sawyer off, Sawyer widened her eyes, Veronica irish whipped Sawyer into the ropes, clotheslining her as soon as she came back. Veronica turned at the crowd, cheering along with them, not paying attention that Sawyer just did a kip-up behind her.

Veronica turned around just to be met with a kick to the face. Veronica turned around once, swaying side to side before falling to the ground, selling coming in clutch.

Nova came up from behind Sawyer, drop kicking her and making her fall to the mat. They planned to live to the phrase “fight forever”. Nova walked towards Veronica, dragging her up. Veronica started to gain her consciousness back, kicking Nova in the legs and Nova dodging as many as she could.

While they weren’t paying attention, Sawyer crawled towards the corner, climbing up the top rope, getting in position for a frog splash. It wasn’t till the crowd started screaming till Veronica and Nova looked towards the corner, Sawyer jumping off and crashing into both of them.

She stood up, hyping herself up, looking towards TK and Kenny, smirking.

*match skip*

Sawyer, Veronica, and Nova all struggled to get to their feet trying to use each other for balance. It had at least been 25 minutes of non stop action, and everyone was on the edge of their seat. Sawyer threw a punch in Veronica’s direction , but she attempted to counter it with an arm bar bringing her down to the mat. Nova saw the opportunity as she started to climb to one of the top turnbuckles. With Sawyer’s strength she manages to deliver a powerbomb to Veronica getting out of the arm bar. She crouched in the corner as Nova hit a devastating Macho Man like elbow drop.

1…

2…

But Sawyer broke up the pin by pulling Nova’s leg. Nova slapped Sawyer making Sawyer deliver a right hand back but harder, making her roll out the ring and on the apron. Veronica was slowly getting back up and Sawyer noticed as she charged towards her, making Veronica pull the top rope making her land on the outside. Veronica made her way to the apron where Nova was at; her back turned to Veronica not seeing her jump and wrap her legs around her neck for a reverse hurricanrana. With a loud thud, both of them rolled onto the floor in pain.

Sawyer crawled over , throwing Veronica in the ring and seeing Nova began to stir. Sawyer climbed to the top turnbuckle with her back turned to deliver a perfect moonsault, making the crowd gasp, and Tony and Kenny to stand up. Sawyer held her side, and rolled into the ring ready to finish the match. She stood in the ring, waiting for Veronica to get in position for her finishing move. Veronica stood and it was too late, and she tucked her chin ready for the impact of Sawyer’s devastating Canadian Destroyer.

1…

2…

3.

Sawyer stood up, referee raising her arm in the air. She tried to bite back her smile but simply couldn’t. She watched as Veronica and Nova started to walk backstage, exiting the ring, breaking out of character as soon as she was behind the curtain.

Veronica, Nova and Sawyer started talking about the match, complimenting each other. “Excuse me ladies?” They looked over, and saw Tony Khan and Kenny Omega walking towards them. Nova spun around and almost caused Sawyer and Veronica to fall over. “Really impressive match out there. You know I didn’t think you guys would have met my expectations but I was way wrong.” Kenny admitted, and Tony agreed. “Yea , we would really love for you guys to come over to our company for a bit. Not on Dynamite yet, but some Dark matches maybe?” Tony suggested. They were beyond excited. Sawyer started imagining all of the memories she could create at AEW, and seeing some people she hadn’t seen in a while - until a certain person popped into her head. “I would love to wrestle for you guys, but does Wardlow know? Or is he even okay with this- “ Veronica gave Sawyer the death stare and Nova let out a laugh. “Wardlow? He’s the one that brought you guys up. He said you were all really talented, and since we’re looking for more women wrestlers you were the right people. Is there something going on between…” “NO.” Sawyer interrupted Tony.

“It’s complicated. I just wanted to make sure he was okay with working with me again.” Nova couldn’t believe Sawyer’s actions and it was making it extremely hard not to burst out of laughter on the spot. Veronica stood in between her friends listening closely to what Khan was saying. She felt eyes on her so she looked up and was met with Kenny’s soft stare. He smiled and looked away making her do the same.

“Yea, so tomorrow I was thinking you guys could get to Jacksonville and see Dynamite, then wrestle after the show?” Tony said. “That works fine with us.” Nova said, smiling wide

“Great!” Kenny said, smiling at Veronica. “Sawyer, Veronica?”

Sawyer and Veronica looked at each other, they could tell what they both were thinking just by the looks on their face. Veronica nodded, Sawyer spoke up, “Let’s do this.” “That’s great, the flight leaves at 11 tonight, so get there as fast as you can,” Tony said, looking at his phone, “Oh and Sawyer?”

Sawyer looked up, “Don’t interrupt me again.”

Nova couldn’t keep in her laughter anymore, not even when Veronica punched her arm and told her to shush. Tony and Kenny left the building, leaving the friends beaming and damn near tears. “Veronica and Kenny sitting in a tree!” Nova and Sawyer started to sing, making Veronica roll her eyes, “Yeah I’ll remember that when we see Wardlow tomorrow.”

Sawyer huffed. “But remember we promised if things ever ended up like this, we would stay together no matter what happens between any of us.” Nova brought up, talking about the promise they all made years before.

“Friends, no matter what.” They all said in unison, knowing in the back of their heads they would be friends for eternity.

thank you for reading! part 2 coming soon!

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Love Doesn’t Do Encores Ch4 The First Battle

You were alseep. Deeply fast asleep. Which is why when something violently shook you awake you snorted and sort of panicked sitting up as whoever was still shaking you kept going. For a moment you were back home. Back with your mother shaking you violently awake to get ready for school so you got up before she could scold you- but those conclusions were dashed out the window when the normal sight of Gloria came into your view. Your sobble had been spooked with a squeal and clambered onto the back of the couch in front from the rude awakening Gloria gave you both.

"Y/N!! WAKE UP!! Today's the big day!," she shouted in your ear which made you wake fully and blink at her.

"Gloria??....Wha-"

"Leon's supervising my first pokemon battle today! C'mon!! You don't want to miss it do you!?"

...OH! Right. The memories of last night came flooding back to you as you yawned and stretched out your body tiredly. So you were still here. Food smells wafted in from the kitchen and you were encouraged to get up more from that alone.

"Gloria!" The teen stopped and looked up towards the kitchen where the voice came from. You guessed Gloria's Mum must've been cooking breakfast for the two of you. "Now don't you go shaking her around like a ragdoll. If you want to do something, come in here and feed Munchy and your new pokemon. They're making a racket in here begging to be fed."

Gloria blinked. "Oh! Right!" Before running off towards the kitchen and it gave you time to wake up. Tiredly, you gathered your old bag and clothes and shuffled towards the bathroom. Sprucing yourself up and coming out in the clothes Gloria's mother had given you previously much more awake, but now with the added weight of the pokeball in your overalls' pocket. Must've been for your Sobble. Once you got back to sit back to the coach and sat down a plate of two pancakes covered in syurp and Gloria already eating a plate of the same thing was waiting for you. At her feet was your sobble and her scorbunny already eating more of that kibble stuff from their bowls. She waved a fork at you as you sat back down. "Hey! Mum left you breakfast. She wanted us to eat before we left anyways."

"Oh. That was nice of her." You smiled as you took the food from the small coffee table. "Where is she now?"

She pointed over her shoulder towards a door. "In the back garden with Munchlax. She wanted to finish planting some more lettace and try to see if she could catch the Bedew that likes to hang out around there."

Your mind went back to the bedew you saw when you first left Gloria's house and wondered if they were the same one for a moment. As you ate Gloria and the pokemon finished long before you did and by the time you did finish, the three were ready to go. And you guessed you were too considering you had a feeling Gloria was going to drag you along with her whether you like it or not. And she did. Rushing you out of the house and down the steps towards the road towards Hop's home again. And guess who was already waiting for you two outside. Hop seemed excited to see Gloria again and waved hi to her and Leon seemed Surprised but happy to see you too with her, but greeted you none the less when you approuched.

"Hey Glory! Y/n! What a nice surprise seeing you too."

"Uh, thanks! Good morning," You replied watching as the two teens and their pokemon chatted a bit.

"And I see your new friend is settling in nicely," he replied pointing to your shoulder where the tiny sobble chittered at him.

"Oh!" You hadn't even noticed he had climbed on you before the two of you left the house. But nodded. "Yeah. He seems to be well behaved thanks."

He nodded. "Well it's nice to you see you two getting along well." He turned back to the two children in front of him next and they instantly perked up as he placed his hands on his hips and gave a 'im going to win this' smile. "Now then. Down to business. You spent the whole night with that new partner of yours, right, Hop? You two getting on all right? Understanding one another? Maybe even built up a bit of love?"

"Course I have, Lee!," Hop confirmed proudly, "Gloria's made fast friends with her scorbunny, too!"

"Naturally I would!"

"Then listen up, new Trainers! Believe in yourself and your pokemon! If you trust in one another and carry on battling side by side long enough, then someday you might even become worthy rivals for me, the undefeatable Champion!" His bright gold eyes turned to Gloria looking her over for a moment and Hop caught on quick.

"What're you looking at her for, Lee?," Hop asked raising a brow, "I'm the one who'll be coming to challenge you!" But a soon reaization came over him before he snapped a challenging smile to Gloria. "If you think Gloria might be able to challenge you, then I guess she's my first rival!" Gloria blinked in surprise at her friend. "But I'm not planning to lose to her and miss out on my chance to beat the unbeatable champion!"

"NO WAY!! SO I DO GET A RIVAL BEFORE MY JOURNEY TOO!! SWEET!!" She cheered with an equally challenging smile before pointing at Hop. "But don't get your head too big yet Hoppy. You may have more pokemon but that doesn't mean I can't catch up to you!" Scorbunny let out a squeak agreeing with it's master.

"Heh. Just having a pokemon with you doesn't make you a real trainer, you know. Proper trainers raise their pokemon up to be First-rate in battle, too!"

"Oh, and you think you're worthy of calling yourself a 'proper trainer' already, Hop?," Leon hummed and Hop froze under his older brother's smile, losing that challenging smile he had earlier. "Guess I'll be the judge of that. Let's see how you handle a battle against your friend, if she's up for it." He turned back to Gloria. "What do you say? Willing and ready to take Hop on in the first ever Pokemon battle of your life?"

"HECK YEAH I AM!!" Gloria confirmed loudly and holding her fists high.

"So am I! Don't think I'll back cuz you're a 'pretty girl'!"

"HA! The only thing that Im pretty at is pretty good at kicking your butt!!"

"Then it's settled!" Leon pointed to the battle area a few yards away from them. "Everyone to the field! Believe in your partner pokemon! And care for them, too, with all your heart! Do those two things and I'm certain you'll learn to chose the moves that suit your pokemon. And most importantly...to have a champion time battling with them!'' The two kids, with Hop getting his challenging spirit back took off towards the trainer area and you couldn't help but chuckle and Leon turned back to you. "Oh hey, Y/N. Did you want to try and battle too? Might come in handy with that Sobble of yours."

You waved a hand. "Nah. I'd much rather just watch. That's what Im here to do anyways, besides I think those two don't need me stealing their thunder today."

Leon smiled and chuckled. "Alright. But the offer still stands if you change your mind." He turned cape waving behind him, "In the mean time I better be the ref for those two. You might want to stand back by the grill as you watch in case of any misfires with their pokemon. This is they're first battle after all."

"Noted."

You walked back towards the grill and watched as Leon made his way over to the two already stationed there with the scorbunny and grookey and also watching as the Champion went right over and stopped midway between them. "RIGHT! Looks like everyone's on board, pokemon and trainers alike? Then's let's do this!" His hands went back to his hips.

"I've watched every match that Lee's ever had! I've read every book and magazine he left behind at home, too!," Hop bragged challengly at Gloria doing his famous stance that looked very similar to Raihan's but had both his fists up, "I know exactly what to do in order to win!"

"Heh! We'll see about that!"

"This will be a one on one battle!'' Leon shouted. "The first one to make their opponent faint or knocked out of bounds wins! Let's begin you two!"

Scorbunny hopped flames at it's feet in challenge waiting for the grookey to- Hop pumped a fist at Gloria. "A pokemon battle it is, then! I've got two partners with me!" The same hand pulled back and tossed a pokeball to the arena to your surprise. "LET'S WIN WOOLOO!!" In a flash of light the sheep pokemon appeared before you all and baaed in challenge towards the scorbunny. You guess he wasn't starting with his Grookey like you thought.

"By now your pokemon should only know one or two moves at best being starter pokemon before your journies! So let's see how creative you two can be!" Leon pointed up. "BATTLE BEGIN!!''

You couldn't keep your eyes off them as you sat down nearly tripping over one of the green chairs before sitting down in one.

"SCORBUNNY!! USE GROWL TO PULL THE WOOL OVER THEIR EYES!!," Gloria yelled and pointed at their target as soon as those words left Leon's mouth. With lightning speed the scorbunny obeyed the command given to it and with a loud squeak it sent the move out in a flash of white and loud echo making Hop and his wooloo flinch from the sudden attack. He must've not expected the first move of Gloria's to be that quick you thought.

But he recovered quick with a scowl, pointing back. "WOOLOO USE TACKLE ON THE ENEMY!!" With a baa towards Scorbunny the wooloo curled into a ball and-

"REV YOUR FEET ON THE GROUND AND COUNTER THAT WITH TACKLE TOO USING YOUR FEET TO HIT IT!!," Gloria demanded in the middle of the command from Hop. And the scorbunny made a scowl and some kind of squeaky growl. You watched wide eyed as it stamped it's feet on the ground as fast as it could causing flames to rise from it. Leon hummed and rose a brow surprised and both you and Hop could only watch wide eyed as it generated enough flames by stomping to completely cover it's feet so when it squealed a battle cry and charged, it's feet were completely covered in flames.

"WOOLOO WAIT!! DODGE IT INSTEAD!!", he desperately shouted but by then it was too late to stop the on coming attack. With a squeal Scorbunny jumped at the very last second and used the force of the tackle to counter the force from it's opponents- Flames instantly engulfed the wooloo's wool as it was knocked back a few feet onto it's legs. ...Well it seemed to notice the flames on itself real quick. It baaed loudly in panic and began to run itself in a fennzy back and forth with the flames on itself. Hop seeming to panic too seeing the flames on his poor friend. All the while Leon watching calmly. "WOOLO-"

"SCORBUNNY USE GROWL AGAIN!! INTIMIDATE YOUR FOE!!" Another loud squeal noise came from the fire pokemon which only seemed to put the wooloo in an even crazier frenzy.

Hop gritted his teeth scowling and growl. "Rrrr!! Wooloo!! Stop, drop, and use tackle on them to put out the flames!!" Despite being in a panicked frenzy, you had to give credit when the baaing pokemon rolled instelf into a ball and finally managed to deliver a successful hit to his opponent. But because of it's defense being lowered by two growls, all it did to the Scorbunny was harmlessly knock it back a few feet unharmed. But it did sucessfully put out any flames on the wooloo's wool leaving only teeny tiny black markings where they once were calming it down. "That was a cheap trick, Glory!"

Gloria flipped her hair in victory. "What was so cheap about it? We came up with a unique way to use the fire generated from Scorbunny's feet to our advantage! The lesser the moves, the more creative you have to get-"

"WOOLOO TACKLE!!" Scorbunny squeaked in surprised and was actually sent head over heels a few feet away from a finally full on attack from the wooloo. Hop taking the moment in Gloria's talking to make a move. And though surprised at first she also scowled back at Hop's smiling face. "What? You said it yourself. The lesser the moves, the more creative you have to get."

"Tch. Yeah well jokes on you cuz Scorbunny knows a third move!!" She pointed. "SCORBUNNY USE EMBER!!"

"YOU CAN ALREADY USE THAT?!" Hop looked wide eyed and scared as the scorbunny took a breath and released it-...only for a puff of smoke to fall out and Gloria froze jaw dropped......."USE TACKLE!!" Scorbunny squeaked again as it was again hit with the brunt of another spinning wooloo and Hop chuckled. "Don't you remember that a beginner's pokemon only learns that move after a lot of practice?"

"RRR!! Good thing Leon got us the best starter pokemon then, because Scorbunny does know how to use Ember! He just needs practice- AH!!" She flinched as her pokemon as tackled for a third time, hop smiling and ordering one last tackle! but with fire in her own eyes she pointed at the wooloo! "EMBER AGAIN!! GIVE IT YOUR STRENGTH THIS TIME!!" The scorbunny sucked in enough breath to bloat out it's chest and cheeks. Holding it in as the wooloo approuched, before releasing a bright orange-red blur from the inside of it's mouth and hit the wooloo straight on! It let out a loud 'BAA!!' as it as engulfed by smoke left behind from the attack and Hop reached a hand out towards his companion with a worried look.

"WOOLOO!!" As the smoke cleared he saw the wooloo laid upon the ground. Spirals for it's eyes as it lay unconcious on the concrete battle area. And Leon held up a hand. "UH!?"

"Scorbunny and Gloria win the first match!," he smiled over Gloria's way. "Nice job you two. Gotta say, that trick you did with the flames and tackle took me off guard for your first battle. And perfecting Ember too? Not bad."

Gloria stood proud hand on her hips and Scorbunny mimicked her pose. "Well I got the idea from your move with Charizard! You once made charizard to a flip in mid air and light a flame to one of your opponents unexpectedly using the flames from it's tail! I simply just used the same method in a slightly different way."

Even you were a little impressed at that the fast, even though Hop claimed to use Leon's battling ways for fighting, it was in fact Gloria who'd end up beating him....Well you knew this would happen. the player usually won against both Hop's wooloo and other pokemon in their first battle in this game. And since Gloria was the living persona of her alternate game self, it came as no surprise she would win the first round. But who knows? Maybe Hop would have better luck this next round. But you still felt a little sorry for him, watching as he held his pokeball out as wooloo returned inside.

Hop gave it a sad look for a moment before closing his eyes and seeming to collect himself before he inhaled and smiled again. Steeling Gloria with another look. "Nice job! But it's not over yet! I've added another trusty ally to my team! GET IN THERE GROOKEY!!" Hop pointed and you were surprised when Leon didn't stop the two from having a second match, but from his calm smile towards his little brother you guessed he wanted to give Hop another chance. Not that you minded either. So far the story was progressing just how it did in game with Gloria(or Victor) battling Hop a second time and if the game goes as correctly as you remembered, minus a few minor differences. If you remembered right, and hopefully so, she should win. "Time to see what opposite pokemon types can do!"

"You're on! Use growl again-"

"Grookey jump over them and use scratch!" Hop ordered and you all watched as the grass pokemon dodged the growl attack by completely jumping over it and with a fast swipe of it's hand, delivered a hard scratch across the scorbunny's face! The poor fire type squealed out from surprise and the pain from the scratch across it's face and you cringed. Having had an outside cat, you knew that it felt to leave scratches on you.

"EMBER!!", Gloria countered and using the advantage that the grookey was within close range from jumping at them, Scorbunny managed to shoot out a ball of orange-red energy from it's mouth and hit the poor grass type directly head on. Grookey chittered in pain and rolled head over heels backwards away from the firetype, but by some miracle managed to land back up onto it's feet giving a scowl. But noticable black marks were left from it's opponents attack.

Hop seemed a little impresses tho. "Did you already know about type advantages?!"

"EMBER!!" That's all it took. another fast inhale and shoot of fire towards the grookey and in a puff of smoke, it was over. The grookey gave a loud chitter as the force collided with it and sent it skidding along the pavement and past Hop who followed it with his head.

"GROOKEY!!" The pokemon stopped half way between you and where Hop was, spiraled eyed landing on it's stomach in the same state Wooloo was it.

"Grookey is unable to battle and out of bounds!" With a flutter of his cape Leon pointed to Gloria and Scorbunny standing tall and determined. "Gloria wins the match!"

You smiled and clapped your hands for Gloria who squealed in delight and ran towards her scorbunny. The pokemon chittering as the girl brough him up into her hands and twirled him around! "OMG!! YOU WERE SO TOTALLY AMAZING AND COOL!! YOU TOTALLY GOT WHAT IT TAKES TO BE CHAMPION POKEMON!!" She turned towards you and waved. "Y/N! DID YOU SEE THAT!? I WON MY FIRST TWO MATCHES!!"

You gave her a thumbs up and smile. "Great job! I knew you could do it!"

Hop had returned the down grookey to his pokeball before reaching a hand to his head and looking at Gloria. "You beat my two pokemon with your one?! You and that scorbunny are too much!" he slumped down and frowned. "Well that was a shock. Guess I know now why Lee thought he should give you a pokemon, too."

"Hop." Gloria came walking over and reached out to grab his shoulder making the boy look back up at her in surprise when she smiled at him. "You shouldn't feel bad. This was just our first battle after all and you still managed to get some good hits on us." The Scorbunny held in Gloria's other arm squeaked in agreement at Hop who blinked. "If you're going to be my rival, then as your rival and best friend it's my job to make sure you grow strong together with me. I'm not going to leave you hanging like that. Ok?"

Hop stared at her a moment before looking away with a small pink hue to his cheeks nodding and you rose a brow at it. Wait a second. Was Hop...being shy? You didn't really have a chance to answer before Leon interrupted the two smiling.

"You and your pokemon all fought hard," he nodded towards them complimenting them, "Made me almost want to let out Charizard and join in on all the fun! Good effort out there, Scorbunny!" Gloria smiled as the pokemon in her arms chittered in approval. "Why don't I get you all sorted?" Reaching into his back pocket, he pulled out a small candy like object and handed it to Gloria. "Here. Have him eat this. It should help the aching muscles from the battle. And, Gloria, you've got real promise!" Gloria stopped and blinked up at Leon in the middle of handing her pokemon the small candy. To which the scorbunny grabbed it from her and popped it into his mouth. "In fact, I've got a favor to ask you. Be a real rival to Hop, would you?" Both teens seemed to be surprised he would say that, but with memory coming back, you smiled and nodded. Knowing this would happen. "Push him, and make both of you stronger!"

...Gloria smiled. "Trust me. I'm WAY ahead of you."

"I already want to get stronger and stronger!," Hop pleaded quickly catching his brother's attention, "You've seen me battle now, Lee, so come on! You've gotta let me take on the Pokemon Gyms!"

"You? Join the Gym Challenge?," he asked arms crossed and brow raised tho the smile remained, "You think you're ready for the single greatest competition in the Galar Region? Not putting the cat before the Rapidash there, Little Brother?" Hop paused for a moment. "If that's what you really want to do, you two have a whole lot you need to learn about pokemon." He turned to Gloria for a moment. "Especially your friend, Gloria. Before you think about getting Gym Badges, Best to think about getting a Pokedex. A trainer's pokedex helps them learn lots of things about all the pokemon out there, including their strenghs." Leon explained to the two children. "But it's more than just a collection of data, you know. It's a record of a trainer's love and passion for pokemon training."

"Right, Right. We get it.," Hop waved a hand, "Pokedexes then! We're on it! Looks like it's off to the Pokemon Research Lab for you and me, Gloria!"

Leon smiled and nodded at his brother. "That's the kind of enthusiasm a trainer needs! I'll let the professor know to expect you."

"I'm going to be the next Champion, so completeing a simple pokedex will be nothing! Just another page in the tale of my legend!" Hop turned to Gloria for a moment. "You'd probably go tell your mum that we're heading out, though."

A shocked face suddenly came over her. "....OMG!! I forgot to tell her I even left for our battle!!" She looked over at you. "Y/n! I gotta go run over and tell Mum where I we are before she worries! Meet us there ok!" You opened your mouth to speak- She snapped back to Hop. "Go tell your mum and then meet me in front of my house, k!?" Hop quickly nodded and you watched as both children turned and skidaddled off. Hop towards his home and a door slamming indicating he rushed inside and Gloria rushing off down the path towards her own house. Leaving you standing there next to Leon.

After a few seconds he chuckled, and shook his head turning to you who blinked up at him. "Well, it looks like the both of us are stuck meeting those two at the research lab. Since we're heading the same way how's about you be my traveling buddy for a bit. I doubt I these two would be happy if I suddenly go missing in the middle of them receiving their first pokedex." He gestured a hand behind him towards the road.

The professor- OH RIGHT!! After the player managed to defeat Hop in both battles the player then would get a pokedex from the Professor and the Professor's granddaughter! Although you couldn't exactly remember her name. You guess it'd be the best thing to do considering the kids would be heading there anyways after they told their parents, so you nodded smiling and he smiled back.

"Great!" He nodded towards the road. "It's the building with the purple roof by the train station. I haven't seen Sonia yet since I arrived here anyways, so she should be surprised to see me too!"

SONIA!! Of course! That was her name! The granddaughter of the town's professor was Sonia! You wracked your brain as he turned and you followed him. You felt like you were forgetting something, but you couldn't put your finger on it even as the two of you went walking down the road and towards the hill towards the train station you first met him at. By the time you two were half way down the hill you had shrugged it off and continued to walk with him towards the train station. Must've have been that important if you forgot anyways. Probably just a random battle or gameplay thing. You could already see the research lab right next to someone's assumed home and you smiled. Well, in this town it must've been convienyet to just have everything within walking distance.

"So, how do you know Sonia?,'' you asked to keep up conversation as you two walked over the bridge leading to the train station.

He was happy to answer. "Oh me and her go way back. Actually she was my rival when I first started my journey to become the Champion I am today. I think you'll like her actually. She's really smart and a great cook to boot! Not to shame my mom's cooking, but if I had to chose between her's and Sonia's dishes, I think I'd have to go with Sonia's." He chuckled smiling widely and reaching a hand up to rub the back of his neck.

You chuckled along as you both turned right at the train station and kept walking towards the research lab. Walking past you heard and noticed a lot of people stopping to stare at Leon as he passed with you pointing, and he just smiled and waved to them. A few women swooning and giggling like fangirls as he walked past with you.

"Heh. You must be pretty popular with the ladies," you teased and you were surprised when he got a bashful look over his face.

"Yeah..Well I don't really have much time for really thinking about dating or anything. Being the Champion means more responsibility for me to handle. I'm lucky the Chairman gave me a few days off to sponsor the kids. Now a days you need a sponsorship by one of the main benefactors to compete in the Gym Challenge, and I wanted to help those two when I had the chance." You blinked vaugely remembering Gloria mentioning that and in the game some of the trainers were sponsored. But you supposed you shouldn't interfere with the game's progression if you wanted it to go accordingly so you should get back, so you nodded reaching a hand up to scratch the happily chittering sobble on your shoulder- before you bumped into Leon from not watching where you were going. But he seemed to dismiss it as he pointed up in front of the building. "AH! Here we go! Looks like I remembered the right way after all!" You blinked and looked up to the building in front of you. A pokeball was painted above the doorway and it looked like a fancy old cottage home with a purple roof, and a few leafy plants hanging off of it. OH! The Lab! You must've not been paying attention while thinking, Leon grabbed the door without hesitation and smiled. "Let's head on in then."

Before you could protest, he had already walked into the home and left the door wide open for you to follow. You looked at your sobble for a brief moment and it made an unsure face. Ultimately you decided to follow him in since after all you had been there before in game, so it couldn't have been much different in person right? On instinct, you closed the door behind you with your foot and ended up finding Leon standing a few feet away looking around at the place. So you looked around too and slowly got a sense of the area. Next to the door was a small kitchen like area with a sink, table with chairs, coffee pot, and a tea set sitting on said table. The walls and floors was a simple white, with a few table and desks covered in books, equipment, and what you guessed was whatever 'research' they were doing here with all the books on the shelves. Literally. There was a LOT of books with a staircase leading up to even more, and of course a few houseplants here and there. A lot more like a library than a lab to you really. You looked back to Leon as he whistled.

"I've got to give it to Professor Magnolia. Everything in here looks fascinating."

You had to agree. It didn't look like much, but it was a cozy place you could calmly read in. Maybe chill and listen to your favorite movies. You went to walk to stand beside Leon until you jumped back with a yelp as a yellow blue jumped out from right in front of you and barked like a dog. The sobble on your shoulder also let out a chirp in surprise ducking itself behind your head startled by the-.....Yellow dog??? What looked like a small yellow yorkie dog stood before you two panting happily and barking again at you excitedly.

"Hey there lil buddy!," Leon exclaimed kneeling down and reaching out to pet the small pokemon who gladly accepted his affection with a couple yips. "It's Sonia's Yapper. Which means she's in here somewhere."

And close she was. "What is it today, Leon?" You both looked up at the voice and the small Yapper turned around and barked happily seeing it's master. You blinked at the sight of an orange haired blue eyed woman standing above you on the upstairs level. Her orange hair was mostly tied in a side ponytail with a few heart clippies in it, a tan jacket, and aquamarine-lightblue clothes, and a pair of glasses sitting on her forehead. And a black bag around one of her shoulders. Hands on her hips looking down at you two. "Looking for info on another never-before-seen, superstrong pokemon? I wish you'd stop with these outlandish requests."

He opened his mouth to say something- "ACK!!" He turned his head away as the yamper jumped up and licked his cheek like a dog, causing Leon to laugh and stand back up shaking his head. "Good to see you, too, Yamper!" He turned his head as the orange haired lady came walking down the steps. "Yamper here is a real champ when it comes to helping you find your way around." He pointed to the pokemon who barked. "He came to my rescue plenty of times back in the day, when I got lost on the road. Oh yeah, and that's his trainer, Sonia!" He pointed to the lady who by now was at the bottom of the stairs and walking towards you two. The small pokemon barking and running over to her feet. "What can I say about Sonia? Well I like the way she cooks. She makes food you can gobble down in a flash."

"Tsk." He turned back to the woman with a smile as she suddenly stood before him arms crossed. "What kind of an introduction is that? Did you forget we were rivals during our Gym Challenge? It wasn't just Yamper helping you out. I did, too! "

He chuckled and reached a hand up to sheepishly rub his neck. "Yeah. Can't forget how many times you had to drag me to the right gyms for my battles?"

She rolled her eyes. "I still for the life of me how you end up in the most random of places. Seriously. The only place you never get lost to is the kitchen for a snack."

"Oh come on, Sonia. You don't have to be so mean." he pointed to you. "I even brought a friend to wait while we get the pokedexes."

Sonia looked over at you and the Sobble on your shoulder peeking out from it's last spook. "Are you one of the trainers Leon's sponsoring?"

"Wha- Oh no! This is Y/n. She's actually going to be traveling with one of the trainers I'm sponsoring. She just tagged along to wait for them...aaand to make sure I didn't get lost on the way here. Ahehe."

"Oh I see." ...A smile came back onto her face. "Anyway, nice to meet you!" She pointed a hand at herself. "Name's Sonia. I'm the professor's assisstant. It's very nice to meet you."

You smiled and waved a hand. "Hello. It's nice to meet you too." Your head did another look around the place ultimately landing on the glassed off area with plants. "This is an interesting lab you've got here.." You pointed at the area. "What's that?"

"Oh that?" She glanced to it quick before looking back to you. "That's the terrarium my grandmother and I sometimes conduct small environmental study tests with although it's not being used for anything at the moment." She pointed back to your Sobble. "Oh what a little cutie. It reminds me of the starter Sobble Leon was given by my grandmother for the trainers he's sponsoring."

The sobble chirped and Leon gave her a nervous chuckle. "Actually that IS the same Sobble Professor Magnolia gave me."

Sonia blinked to him faster than lightning and he gave an even nervous smile holding up his hands. "WHAT?! Lee! What's it doing back here then? Grandmother made sure you had the starter pokemon for three trainers!"

"Take it easy, Sonia. I'm not returning it." He held up a finger. "I-It's actually a pretty funny story."

She hummed. "Uh huh. I'm going to LOVE hearing about this." She started walking and you stepped aside as she passed one hand reaching up to rub her temples as the other one motioned for you to follow her Yamper at her heels. "Come on. I'll make you two some tea." You watched her go before looking to Leon who shrugged with that nervous grin and turned to begin walking towards where Sonia went, you following. "So. Mind telling me why the sobble we gave you is back here?" She asked grabbing the coffee pot and placing it on the small oven by the sink and reaching over to click it on as Leon and you came over.

"Well you see." He gave that nervous smile as she turned around to him brow raised. "Those three kids I told you about was reduced to two when one decided to go on a seperate journey instead of doing the Gym Challenge with the others. So Sobble was kind of an extra." He took a seat across from her as she went to sit down, and pointed to you and the sobble. "But luckily Y/n here was in need of one too so it kinda worked out for the best."

The sobble chirped happily as you took a seat opposite of both of them and shrugged. "I mean...It's better to have one now just in case right? Still kinda getting used to it."

"Oh that's right. Hop mentioned you never had a pokemon before like Gloria."

Sonia rose a brow to you. "You've seriously never had a pokemon before?"

You quickly shrugged and used the same lie as before as an excuse. "I had more interest in traveling really. New to the region."

Sonia hummed but nodded. "Well I think you'll find the pokemon here very interesting. Especially the dynamaxing battles?"

"......Dynamaxing?," you asked confused. That did sound familar tho. "What's that?"

"You DON'T know what dynamaxing is?," Sonia asked eyes wide.

"Oh boy. Here comes the professional speech," Leon smiled good naturedly and leaned back in his seat. Arms and legs crossed. You looked to him and was about to ask what he meant...only to get interrupted by a speech of intel by Sonia.

"It's known as the Dynamax Phenomenon. This phenomenon, in which pokemon take on gigantic forms, has only been obserbed in the Galar Region. Moreover, it only seems to occur in specific locations and under set conditions." You opened your mouth- "On the gigantification of pokemon, while the general principal holds that pokemon grow stronger and larger by evolving, it is also true that simply making oneself appear larger is another survival strategy with merit." You raised a hand- "But regarding the changes pokemon can ungergo. Pokemon do not only change in appearance when they level up. They can also do so through the use of certain items or under the influence of the area they live in, in some cases. It is hypothesized that some factor within the pokemon itself is what allows for these changes to their form and biology, but thus far, conclusive evidence of such a factor has not been found by researchers."

She finished with a smile content with her eyes closed and arms crossed, her Yamper not understanding but barking in total agreement anyways as you just....stared. Leon seemed to be the only one to make a noise as he chuckled in amusement at himself for Sonia seeming to break you for a long moment of silence.

".....So basically dynamax-whatchamacallit stuff is just pokemon Super evolving for a hot minute?..Cool," you finally replied seeming to make some kind of sense of what she just spewed out to you. Sonia stopped and stared at you. Leon however snorted and quickly covered his mouth, turning away to shake as snickers escaped his body as you blinked. "Was it something I said?"

Sonia gave her laughing friend an annoyed frown before clearing her throat professionally and looking back calmly to you. "Oh no. But trust me when I say that Dynamaxing in the Galar Region is more than just pokemon with super evolving. We're the only region in the world who's pokemon is able to do so. We still don't know why, but it's one reason why our pokemon battles are so popular around the world."

"So you guys like to brag about your region of super hero pokemon evolving into bigger super hero pokemon to gain viewers??"

"PFFFT!! AHAHAHAHAHA!!!" Leon couldn't contain himself anymore. Arms coming to hug his middle as he half leaned over the table laughing his lungs out. Sonia back to glaring at him annoyed and you raising a brow. What was so funny? Isn't this basically what is was?...Well from you're point of veiw yes, but now that you're seeing these two, maybe it's just that serious to Sonia. "I-I-..." He wheezed. "I-I-I'm so-o-orry! Ahahaha! I've just never heard anyone say something like that especially to Sonia! M-Most d-d-don't even question what she says. Hahaha!" He coughed a few times covering his mouth as he started to come down from his laughing high Sonia still scowling.

"OH!" You held up your hands catching Sonia's attention. "I'm sorry. I wasn't trying to make you feel bad I swear."

Sonia huffed but shook her head. " Nevermind. It's fine. Some people." She side eyed Leon with the stink eye as he wiped his eyes coming back from laughing. "Just don't get how scientific research is."

"So what is it exactly that you two do here?," you asked trying to lighten the tension. Luckily it seemed to work as Sonia smiled back towards you.

"Oh. Leon's a right amazing Champion, and I'm basically just an assistant. I'm not even Gran's official assistant, either." She looked down to the table with an almost sad look, "I've just been calling myself one. Somehow, it makes me feel a little restless. ...But to really answer your question." She pointed back towards the desks and tables covered in books, papers, etc. "We do research on ancient history of the pokemon and dynamaxing phemnonenon. We also supply starting trainers in this town with their first starter pokemon, although this is the first time Lee's delivering them personally. I just hope that whoever he decided to give them too aren't reckless. No offense."

"None taken," you replied, "But don't worry. I think they'll be in good hands with the new trainers." You smiled.

"Speaking of those two, where are they?" Leon hummed and gave the door a curious look as if Hop and Gloria would burst through it any moment, before looking behind him at the clock on the wall. ".....It's been almost a whole hour. Telling Mum can't take that long, and surely they couldn't have gotten lost. That's my thing."

Yeah...That was kinda strange now that you noticed it. You mirrored Leon's expression with a raised brow and nearly jumped out of your chair when the teapot whistled. Making Sonia excuse herself to stand up and get it for the three of you. Hm. They SHOULDN'T have been taking this long to get here. Gloria was too excited, and Hop didn't have the patience to wait this long to get here....Something wasn't right. A heavy feeling settled on your guts as you thought long and hard. After the battle with Leon, the player and Hop were to receive their pokedexes from the Professor's granddaughter which was obviously Sonia but...you're mind went blank. There was something ...missing. Something you were forgetting. There was something that happened between these two events-...You're mind went back to the other day. A wooloo using tackle on the fence over and over- Your chair made a scrape sound startling Leon and Sonia as you shot up to your feet making the table shake a bit. Sobble chirping in surprise and clinging to your shoulder. Oh NO!! How could you have forgotten!? In the game the wooloo manages to break open the fence and then the player and Hop would venture into the Slumbering Weild to try and retrieve it, also encountering their first Lengendary Pokemon sighting of the game!!! But luckily Leon ends up finding them and escorting them back home but-..Your startled eyes cut to Leon who was confused looking at your panicked f/c eyes. Leon didn't know they were in there right now! This major difference in events right now could change the game and your chances to get back home and worse! THOSE KIDS WERE IN DANGER!!

Your hands slammed on the table and you desperately looked at Leon. "WE HAVE TO GO! THE KIDS ARE IN THE SLUMBERING WEILD!!"

"WHAT!?" Leon asked eyes wider than dinner plates as if you were far away and he didn't hear you.

You nodded. "They went there after this wooloo knocked over the fence leading to it by Gloria's house! We have to leave right now or else they could get seriously hurt!"

Leon didn't have to be told twice at the mention of his baby brother being in potential danger, only a panicked look in his eyes and he adbruptly stood and even you blinked as he raced to the door. Startling you into freezing for a few seconds before adreneline kicked in and you were right behind him. The door was already thrown open by the time you got to it, so you just followed he purple haired blur of Leon as he raced away from the house with you not so far behind. Sonia shouted something after you both but neither of you two noticed. How could you be so dumb enough to forget such a crucial detail!? Because of you those two could get lost or hurt in there! If a flock of giant bird pokemon wasn't bad enough then there was the gigantic legendary pokemon!!! You couldn't even remember what it was just that it was a legendary one! Dummy!! Sweat began to pour from your forehead as you raced after him away from Sonia's lab, past the train station, over the bridge, and up the path back towards the two kids' homes right after Leon who was must faster than you so of course no surprise the scared older brother would get there before you did. The sobble chirped and chittered in protest into your ears as it young onto you going past. Some people gave you both confused looks as you passed them but you didn't care. You just had to get to them and making sure they didn't get hurt. In fact you were so focused on running you hadn't even noticed Leon stopped until you nearly ran into him when he stopped by where the paths split up between the paths to both kids' houses. Instead you stumbled from the sudden stop and nearly collasped to your hands and knees. Panting, worried, heart beating against your ribcage, and looking up from your leaned over form to Leon who stood there and stared in stunned silence. What? Why had he stopped!? You looked towards where he was looking and froze upon realizing what he was looking at. I mean...you knew it was there and you knew it would happen, but you still froze seeing the open fence there. Leading down into a grassy field which lead into a fogging wooded area. More intimidating than the sunny fields behind you where the wooloos grazed.

"No.." It came out so quietly you weren't sure if Leon even spoke but you looked to him regardless. A look of horror, panic, and absolute FEAR on his face. "No...NONONONO!!" He suddenly darted forward again and stopped right at the fence entrance darting his hands up to cup his mouth. "HOP!! GLORIA!!"

His only answer back was the echoes of his own voice which eerily and spookily echoed back to him slowly fading out into the woods before them and even tho breathing heavily for breath you forced yourself to walk up next to him and in an urgent voice said. "We HAVE to go after them! They could be hurt!"

"NO!" He turned to you a determined scowl on his face. "I'm going after them! I need you to stay here in case they come back before I get out or in case I get lost and can't find them! I can't risk you coming with me and getting lost too! And if they come back and notice Im gone they might just come right back in looking for me!"

"WHAT?!," you blurted out, "But won't two of us searching make it easier to find them!?"

"I CANT RISK THEIR LIVES OR YOURS, Y/N!" He gave you a desperately look and you paused. In the game Leon's able to find both the missing children and runaway wooloo. Since everything thus far has been going accordingly then this should work out fine too, but if you go along and interfere-...They could all be in danger. So..it was safer for all of you if you stayed out of this. As much as it pained you, you nodded to him and he nodded. "Don't worry about me! I'll get charizard to fly me out if I need to! If none of us are back within an hour I NEED you to run back to Sonia and tell her what happened! She knows where to get the proper help!"

One finally nod was what he gave you before facing back towards the fence and darting off in a speed you thought no human could have. You only stood there and watched. As the thudding of his footsteps faded, and the figure of his body running away, soon being swallowed up by the fog of the Slumbering Weild. And you could only stand there and watch...How could've you had forgotten this? I mean, yeah you were pretty sure they WERE supposed to go in there and yes you WERE sure Leon was supposed to go after them in order for the game to be set on the right path-...But still, you probably would've liked to give Leon a head's up for this. In the game you had never seen him sport such a look of...fear. The champion in the game, even when he found the kids in there, always wore the 'Champion's Smile' because that's what he was programmed to do. Heck. In the game you never even saw how Leon discovered the two kids went into the Slumbering Wield. To you it wasn't a big deal because at the end of the day it was just a game you were following the story too...You never thought...you'd ever see the confident happy-go-lucky jokster older brother so wracked with fear. Fear you might have prevented. You weren't sure when you did it. But you ended up sitting on the ground, back leaned against the fence post with your eyes closed just-....sitting there for the longest time. Your sobble had long since gotten off your shoulders and chittered at you in question. Moving around the area but staying close to where you were sitting.

At one point it made a very OUD chirp and jumped onto your lap. "OOF!?" You opened your eyes to the blue pokemon and slowly blinked. "Hey! What was that for? Wasn't very nice of you!" It chirped again loudly and pointed past you and the gate glancing at something. Raising a brow tiredly, you slowly turned your head to see what in the world it was pointing a- Your sobble chirped a loud squabble when it tumbled out of your lap as you jumped up eyes wide and overwhelming relief washing over you. "LEON!"

Yep! It was the champion alright. His face a mixture of slight annoyance and extreme exhaustion. In front of him was Hop and Gloria to your surprise and relief. Both were avoiding eye contact looking extremely embarrassed, and....a wooloo trotting along with them. To think that all this commotion was started by one runaway wooloo. You shook your head, glancing to the chirping Sobble starting to clambor up your leg and towards your shoulder for a moment, before glancing back towards the Champion who sighed tiredly at you. Making your relief even more validated.

"What were you two thinking!?," was the first thing out of your mouth once the two children were close enough. I mean yeah this was supposed to happen, but it was still incredibly wreckless of them! Both children winced from your question and you were stopped when Leon held up a hand calmly.

"Now, now, Y/n. *sigh*" He sighed and reached a hand up to rub his face. "Everything's fine now. These two are safely back. The lost wooloo is found. And they know better than to go in there again." He rose a brow down at them, "right you two?" They instantly nodded mumbling some form of sorry as he nodded. "You both had your hearts in the right place, but the best thing to do was to come tell someone. If Y/n hadn't figured out where you two went, who knows what might've happened?" The two teens(mostly Hop) looked ashamed of themselves. "I'm not angry at you two." Both(again mostly Hop) blinked up surprised at Leon but he folded his arms with a frown. "But that doesn't mean I wasn't nearly scared half to death knowing two kids were running around a highly dangerous area by themselves. Now you two promise to never EVER go back in there again especially without telling someone again, no matter what reason."

"We promise, Lee!" "Yeah. I'm real sorry." The two agreed.

After continuing to stare at them with the frown for a moment, he sighed again and shook his head. "It's fine. As long as it doesn't happen again." Holding his arms out, he herded the two kids and wooloo out past the fence and looked to you. "I'm going to make sure these two get to Sonia. There's a limited amount of time they have for earning my endoursment and they still need their pokedexes...besides." he looked back to the wooloo who baaed at him. "Someone has to make sure this little guy gets returned to farmer Harry down town. Hopefully he'll keep this one from causing anymore trouble. In the meantime, could you close the fence?" He asked looking to you. "I can talk to professor Magnolia into issuing a stronger lock and chain for the gate."

You nodded thinking that was best. "Sounds good. I'll meet you guys there."

Smiling, Leon nodded and turned back to the kids placing one arm on each their shoulders before pushing them forward. "Come on you two. Let's drop this little troublemaker off and then get two a pokedex. The day's still early so you should have plenty of time to change my mind." As they began walking off he shook his head. "Boy Sonia's not going to believe this."

The kids didn't protest when Leon shuffled them away and you sighed. A hand coming to your chest, as you completely calmed. That could've gone a lot worse, but thankfully it all went according to plan and game. Sobble chirped having clambored back onto your shoulder and you reached up a hand to scratch it's head, to which it smiled and chirped happily at the affection. Now..for the fence. From the rush of adreneline eariler, you just decided to take your sweet time in grunting and pulling the heavy fence gate closed. That wooloo must've been stronger than Hop's if it was able to use tackle enough times to make this heavy wooded fence open all the way. The lock or whatever it was last used to keep it closed was no where to be found, so what you did was take a decently big rock and roll it towards the fence, it took all the strength you had to lift the fence up enough to shove the rock under the gate and lodge it enough to make sure it wouldn't move before letting go and observing your handy work. It...wasn't the best. If someone pushed hard enough or rammed their body against it, it would open, but at least it should stay closed for now until Leon could get the Professor to fix it again. Satisfied, you turned around and slowly began making your way slowly back towards the lab. Sobble on your shoulder as it lazily yawned. Whelp. Good to know someone was having a relaxed time at least. The walk all the way back there wasn't too bad. It was actually kinda peaceful listening to the wind and passing by field of wooloo baaing like sheep, and the streams of the two bridges you walked over to get to the lab. A few people gave you a curious or confused look as you passed but you paid them no mind, and wouldn't you know it, Leon was standing their waiting for you.

He smiled upon noticing you and when you got close enough waved. "Well done! You reached the goal and managed to find the Pokemon Research Lab! You did a far sight better than I did my first time. I'm hopeless with directions. I know I'm sure glad I got Charizard with me...to keep me from getting lost all the time."

You chuckled but stopped in front of him raising a brow. "I think I figured that out by now." You looked back towards the lab. "Are they inside?"

He figured you meant the two kids and shook his head. "Nah. They went up the road to Professor Magnolia's house. I just decided to wait for you so you'd know where to go...and so I wouldn't get lost either. ehehe...heh."

You blinked as he gestured with a hand and started walking and you followed beside him. OH YEAH! It was starting to come back to you. The player and Hop raced towards the Professor's home, catching a few new pokemon and battling one last time to convince Leon to sponsor them before the opening ceremony for the Gym Challenge! So far so good. "How was Sonia after you explained what happened?"

He groaned leaning his head back and crossing his arms, giving a closed eyed grimace as you two walked. "Not too good. She yelled at me about how rude it was to just run out like that without giving her a heads up, and then she got even more annoyed she's going to have to fix that fence. Hopefully no other wooloos get the idea to enter Slumbering Weild...." His eyes popped open for a moment before he turned to you with a look. "Speaking of which, how'd you know they went in there?"

"Um..." Your face was frozen. Great. Now you have to think of even MORE excuses. You shrugged. "Well like you said. I saw the wooloo earlier with the other two when it was trying to bust down the fence yesterday, and your little brother must really love wooloos by how much he talks about them....So it was just a lucky guess based off..wooloos??" Good gosh that was the lamest excuse ever-

"I see..." He smiled. "Well that was a pretty good guess. I can't say how grateful I am for helping Hop and his friend."

He waved a hand with a bashful smile. "Think nothing of it. I'm just glad I could help...So do you think they'll catch any pokemon on the way there?" You asked changing the subject. Thank goodness that was good enough to work.

"Probably. Lots of wild pokemon live near Route 2 in this town. They'll probably have to end up putting a few of them in Rotomi boxes."

".....Rotomi..boxes?"

"Oh right. I guess they don't have those over in the Kalos Region huh? Rotomi boxes are a sort of storage system for your pokemon when you can't carry them all around, "Leon explained, "You can find them in any pokemon Center. In fact you can find one in the center in town here. You recieve your pokemon from your boxes at any Rotomi you visit, too!"

"Oh. I guess that's how Pokemon storage works around here," you mumbled to yourself but Leon nodded with a hum.

"Yep! It was developed a long time ago when Professer Magnolia was just starting out as this town's professor. She's been a genius from the very beginning, Sonia's a lot like her."

"Oh wow. She sounds smart."

"heh. You're not wrong. It's going to be nice to see her again after so long."

Yo two walked peacefully down the cobblestone road, passing by lots of people who waved or took photos of Leon as he smiled and waved to them, and you guys had to stop a few times for a few little kids who either wanted a picture or autograph from the famous celeberty. Sheesh. It was sweet but you didn't think you'd be able to stand all the attention after a bit. You always much rather jam out to music or play video games....that was until your mother kept shoving studying and schoolwork into your face and most of that joy was replaced with visits to the lirbrary or studying quietly at home...Oh well. That was the reality of it of life, And you wanted to help pay your mum back for all the hard work she put into raising you without- You jumped when Leon suddenly pointed ahead of you and you silently nodded to his directions as he lead you. Hopefully he wouldn't be getting the both of you lost. You two were just coming over another bridge when you saw and heard the two teens again. Right next to the tall Route 2 sign. Both didn't notice you and had their backs towards you, so they didn't notice the two of you walking up from behind them.

"Over here, Gloria!," Hop suddenly pointed to the tall patch of grass in front of them on the road excitedly and Gloria looked just as excited seeing the small blurs running around in it. "All right, Glory! It's time to fill our teams a bit!"

"And I'm here to teach you how!," Leon exclaimed loudly from right behind the two. Both kids yelped and whipped behind them startled from you two walking up to them, "You'll need to catch pokemon if you've got any hope of filling in that pokedex."

"Lee!? Where'd you come from!?," Hop asked calming down upon realizing who it was.

Leon smiled wider as you smiled. "Well I thought I'd might as well meet you two at the Professor's while you two try catching some wild pokemon of your own, and wait for Y/n. It would've been unfair if she was left behind to bear the brunt of Sonia's anger." Leon then looked over at Gloria and as if reading her mind asked. "Only...look at you, Little Glory! You've already caught some on your own!" Hop's eyes widened and turned to Gloria who smiled proudly and nodded asking 'You did?!' "Your mum gave you those poke balls, did she?" She nodded again and Leon hummed....Before reaching behind him under his cape where you couldn't see. "I'll give you two some more poke balls. In return, I'll only ask that you catch plenty of pokemon."

''REALLY!?" Hop's eyes widened when Leon pulled out three pokeballs in each hand and held them out to the wide eyed teens who obviously took them. As soon as the smooth metal catching pokemon devices were in Hop's hands, his smile widened and began starry eyed at his brother. "THANKS! YOU'RE THE BEST LEE!!"

You couldn't help but smile at the sweet exchange between the three of them, and Leon chuckled before looking at the tall grass. "The pokemon around here seem easy to catch. Almost like they're itching to join some Trainer's team, wouldn't you say? But don't forget. Pokemon and Trainers alike gain experience from battling. Like how Gloria's Scorbunny learnt to improve it's Ember Move after your first battle. So this should be good practice for the two of you. Your teams will keep on changing and growing as you get stronger together, no doubt. But even I don't know exactly yet."

"WE WONT LET YOU DOWN, LEE!," Gloria exclaimed thrusting a pokeball into the air, "You're going to flip seeing what I caught on the way there!"

"Not unless I catch more than you, Glor."

Gloria gave Hop a challenging smile to rival his own. "Oh? Hm. Ill accept that challenge then dear rival!"

Leon chuckled again before waving a hand to catch their attention. "Well make sure you make it to the Professor's house before nightfall. " He jabbed a thumb behind him at you. "Ill just take Y/N here with me and meet the both of you there. Show your Champion something good, all right?"

"Sure, Lee!" "Aright!"

Both children agreed immediately before turning back to the tall grassy area in front of them and Hop pointed off towards the tall grassy area a few yards away from them. Gloria eagerly nodding before she took off after Hop when he ran for it pokeballs in hand. You couldn't help but smile. This was good. Gloria and Hop would have the chance to collect some more pokemon on the way to the professor's house like in the game and in turn you can relax now that you know they probably won't get in trouble from catching a few wild pokemon for themselves. You jumped when Leon cleared his throat and you looked to his smiling face as he gestured down the pathway as if questioning for your permission and you nodded at him. Matching Leon's pace as he set off down the path towards the Professor's home.

"Sorry if I ruined the chance for you to tag along with 'em,'' he apologized to you with an apologetic look to match, "But I really want to see how they can do on their own without any distractions or anyone holding them back. No offense."

You waved him off. "None taken. It's fine actually." In truth you didn't mind that at all. "You were happy to wait for them to capture pokemon instead of walking around after them all the way there after you were nearly scared half to death by the Slumbering Weild incident. And you didn't mind just waiting to see what they would catch. "In fact I'm interested in seeing the Professor. I don't think I met a Professor before."

He chuckled. "Then you're in for a treat! Follow me. If we don't end up lost, then it should be just down this road."

You chuckled and continued to follow him down the dirt path. Passing taller grassy areas and a few more trees showing the Professor's house was a little more far back into the wild life than the town. Must be a hassle to go to and from the Lab all the time you thought, even if it was within walking distance. At one point you were watching a small squirel pokemon with massive chuuby cheeks skittering past when your attention was once again caught by Leon. You looked towards him in question and he pointed ahead of him. Yo looked down the path and blinked. There was a small bridge with a white fence running along it over a river, a concrete battle area like the one at Hop's house was standing before the house which was also by a decent sized lake. The house itself was pretty lovely looking. It was a dark purple all over with green vines all over itself. You followed Leon all the way to the door of the home as it's shadow loomed over you. Without any hesitation Leon knocked rather loudly on the door and waited. A few seconds went by before there was finally an answer.

"Whoever it is come on in!," it sounded like an older lady's voice, like the kind you'd expect a grandmother to have, "The door's open!"

Without missing a beat Leon opened the door with a creak and threw a smile over his shoulder nodded towards the inside. "Follow me. You're going to really like Ms. Magnolia! She's a super nice woman!" You nodded and went ahead and walked inside. You followed right after him into a small space. Coats and shoes were placed by the door, with a stairway in front and a couple houseplants. "HELLO!" leon called as you slowly closed the door behind you. "Professor Magnolia! Are you in here?"

"Leon! Is that you, you old troublemaker?,'' came the elderly woman's voice happily from the left and you two turned your gazes past what looked like a kitchen area into a different doorway which lead to a blue room.

"Yeah! And I brought a friend if you don't mind!" He started walking towards the blue room and after a few seconds you slowly followed.

"Oh no. Not at all, dear,'' the old voice said as you two entered into the kitchen area and made your way closer and closer to the voice, "Any friend of yours is welcome, Young Lee." Yo continued to Follow Leon until he stopped in the doorway to the blue room and you stopped beside him blinking inside. The room was rather homey. The walls, ceiling, carpet, and some of the furniture was a blue. White cabinets lined the walls and they all either had some plants or some other decorative object set upon it. A few paintings hung off the walls, and against the far wall was a brick fireplace. And on one of the blue couches sat an elderly woman who could've been old enough to be your granny, calmly looking back at the two of you. She had grey hair held back by a purple-grey band, gold earrings, a gold necklace with a purple pendant, white lab coat and shoes, and a plain really light yellow dress. She held a cane that had some carved creature on the end you gripped, glasses, and green eyes. "Well if my glasses don't decieve me, I'd say that the Champion himself was standing in my living room."

"Professor Magnolia!,'' Leon greeted coming right in and over to her, she didn't even have to get up and reached a hand out for him to shake, which he did happily. "I haven't seen you in ages! HAHA!!" He let go of her hand and plopped down in the blue couch in front of her. "So have you unraveled all the secrets of the Dynamax Phenomenon yet?"

"Oh goodness no. The whole thing is still full of questions." the professor chuckled and sat back into her comfy couch. "And I'm very close to retiring too. So, so close. I'd hoped that my granddaughter would take over my research but..." She trailed off and looked away- "Hm?" And noticed you still standing awkwardly in the doorway. "Oh my goodness! Dear me, I'm sorry. I didn't even notice my guests! Please come in and have a seat young lady." She smiled gesturing to the spot next to Leon on the couch and you smiled politely taking her up on her offer. Walking in slowly and going next to Leon who scooted over to allow you some room. "My name is Magnolia." She greeted you with a smile that made you think of a grandmotherly vibe. "Welcome, young trainer."

"Thank you," you smiled politely. "My name's Y/N. Nice to meet ya!...But I'm not a trainer." You explained with a sheepish smile as your Sobble chittered and moved to plop inself ontop of your own head. "I'm more of a....traveler."

She hummed still smiling. "I see. We'll I'm sure you'll find lots of interesting things around here if you look hard enough. That's why I love my job so much." She chuckled. "Never know what you're going to find among the rest of the dust."

You chuckled too. "So what kind of work do you do? Leon told me Sonia and you work at the lab in town."

She shrugged. "Oh the usual. Pokemon anthropology and development. Medical research a bit. But I've mostly looked into dynamaxing."

"Oh yeah!" You jumped at Leon's loud voice startling the Sobble on your head enough for it to tumble off your head and into your lap with a loud squabble of protest. He didn't seem to notice as turned brightly smiling to you. "You must already know about Dynamaxing right, Y/n?" You nodded. " The Champion nodded towards the smiling woman. "Professor Magnolia's been doing research into the Dynamax Phenomenon for years and years. And it takes proper understanding of the thing if you plan to use dynamaxing to the fullest!"

Magnolia chuckled and shook her head at Leon. "There you go again, Leon, always talking about pokemon. There are other things that are worth knowing about, too, you know. Like how many different types of teas there are. "

"Ha! Says the Pokemon Professor?," he teased back.

She gave a sly smile. "Hmhmhm. Touche, Champion. But there are other things you enjoy too besides pokemon, aren't there?"

He let out a hum. "Yeah. Sonia's cooking."

"Well they say the fastest way to a man's heart is through his stomach." She teased. "Getting a crush are we, boy?"

"Hey! C'mon, Professor! Any one likes a good dish!" He paused when his stomach let out a small rumble. "....Heh. Sorry." His smile became bashful. "Guess running around all day all over the place made me forget about lunch and dinner."

"You, Lee? Forget about food? My. How shocking." She chuckled at his grumbling pouting face before she grabbed the couch and, with the help of her cane, stood right up. "Well then. I guess we can get some tea to help pass the time."

"Oh wait!" You held out your hand as she started walking past you. "You don't have to do that, Professor. I'm fine really." You threw a look back over your shoulder as Leon gently grabbed you. "I've learnt that Ms. Magnolia is even more stubborn than Sonia. If she wants to do something, not even a million Dynamaxed pokemon working together could stop her! It's best we let her."

You went to argue-....But sighed and sat back down. Leon was right. You didn't know this woman outside the game you played as a teenager which was a long time ago, so it was best to let things be for now.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!!

All three of you turned your head towards the door as loud fast knocks pounded from the other side of it making the professor hum. "Oh? More guests? I wonder they could be?" She started towards the door but you knew who it was already.

The Trainers had arrived.

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58 with Prince Bálor?

thank you nonnie! :)

(this came out long as shit for no reason lmaooooooo)

58. "I'm not here for small talk, I'm here to fuck your brains out."

This new Finn scared you, made you shake in your ring boots as he passed you and looked back at you with those icy blue eyes of his.

It - he - made you shiver whenever you walked out to the ring and high-fived fans along the way, stopping for a few hugs as Io looked on with a sneer. You saw him in the front row, right near the ringpost where you always conducted your finisher. He was smirking and had his brows raised, looking on at your form as you and your opponent tussled within the squared circle.

The cameras would pan on him and you every now and then and whenever you knocked her down, you would look up at him with a worried look in your eyes, his hands gripping the barricade.

He’s just interested in your talent, you told yourself. It’s not for forever, it’s only for now. You’ll live.

He made you jump when the crowd’s cheers rippled through your entire body, you looking across the ring to see him hopping over the barricade and making his way up the steel steps. He looked so aggressive, so in charge of everyone and everything in his presence, so dominant.....so much so that it made you freeze entirely, and that left you open for the dropkick Io had quickly landed on your skull.

You managed to kick out of her pin with after a two-count, hearing her grunt with frustration as you rolled away, directly into the corner where he was standing. His grin was as cocky as always, but there was something brewing behind those eyes of his, something more.....

The worst part about all of this; the fact that he continued to scare you with his popping into your matches, the aura that he produced just by walking into a room, the energy that he had, the way that he makes you feel weak and small all the damn time......

.....is that it turns you on so fucking badly.

Somehow, you know that you’re the only one in the locker room whom he looks at like that, with a thunderstorm behind his eyes when you refuse to talk to him, to even give him the time of day.

You notice him, look him right in the soul.....and just walk away.

This isn’t the first time he’s popped in to watch you perform, either, taking root at either the announcer’s desk next to Beth or sitting in the crowd like he did before, and you always gave him a show.

But this is the first time in the months that he’s played this game with you that he’s stepped over his own set boundaries and moved into your own, making you feel self-conscious about your performance and in-ring skills.

You were slightly put off guard, but no matter: you were still the baddest bitch in NXT, and you were going to let him know that.

You dodged the elbow that Io was coming at you with, taking the opportunity to chop her across the chest and kick her down to the mat. You felt his smile burn into your bare back and you knew that his hand just brushed your bare leg as you climbed the ropes to the top of the turnbuckle, but you wouldn’t give him that.

“Do it, (Y/n). End her. Finish this now.”

You heard his soft voice above the roar of the crowd’s, those in attendance at Full Sail knowing damn well what’s coming next. You turned around briefly to look down at him, now off the stairs and standing at the base of the ramp looking back like the most proud manager of all time with a dark grin on his face.

“I will, Prince. Just you wait,” you tell him, watching his grin fall and his jaw clench, making matters worse for yourself when you wink at him and blow a kiss in his direction before turning back around for your finisher.

One double moonsault and a three-count later had met you with your theme blasting through the arena’s speakers and the crowd chanting your name, a defeated Io’s eyes simmering with hate before she quickly rolled out of the ring.

Your back was turned and you faced your fans; you didn’t see him come up behind you to....take your wrist?

The ref raised one of your arms in victory and pointed at you with Finn on the other side doing the exact same, shouting “She’s the future!” over your theme. He then turned to you and your stomach dropped: he was planning something, something bad, and you don’t want to get involved with it.

Welp, too late for that one, seeing as he ripped you from the ref’s hold and dragged you out of the ring, rushing you up the ramp and backstage despite your protests.

The two of you made it a good ways away from everyone else, him stopping in an abandoned hallway as you pleaded with the Irishman.

“Look, I’m sorry, okay? If this is about me calling you Prince or the wink thing, I’ll never do it again, just please-”

He interrupted you with a firm kiss, wrapping one arm around your waist before backing you up into the nearest wall and holding your neck with his free hand. He slid one leg between yours, separating your legs as you whimpered into your mouth when his jean-clad thigh made contact with your core through your gear.

This went on for what seemed like eons, the two of you seamlessly fitting together and searching each other’s mouths in this hallway where anyone could walk by and see your display but luckily he pulled away first, leaving you breathless and your skin flushed with need.

"I'm not here for small talk, I'm here to fuck your brains out."

“....Huh?”

“You’ve been playin’ games with me, sweetheart, and the Prince does not appreciate that. You want me, is that it? You see how I look at you and how fuckin’ badly I wanna wreck you but you keep refusing me, every single damn time.”

The world stops spinning for the first time in a while and you couldn’t help but smirk. “So it worked, right?”

“Damn right it did. Jus’ had to do somethin’ about it myself and not let you get too cocky. I’m in charge here, love, and don’t you dare forget it.”

You gripped the sides of his jacket when he leaned in close to your ear, taking your earlobe into his mouth and nibbling on it when you mewled.

“So here’s what’s gonna happen tonight: you are gonna go back to the locker room, pack your things, and meet me outside. Then, we’re gonna go back to my hotel room, and you an’ I are gonna have a nice, long, deep chat. Am I clear?”

The huskiness in his voice combined with his command and the bulge forming in the crotch in his jeans made you even wetter, and you couldn’t help but nod in agreement.

The hand around your throat tightened just a smidge and you gasped, feeling your oxygen get cut off as the arm around your waist slid down to your ass to give it a firm smack. He dug his thigh into you a little more before saying to you, “Good girl. I’ll be waiting, then.”

And with that, he let you go, removing his thigh and your own practically boneless as you slid down the wall and looked up at him. He was still smirking, sticking his hands in his jeans pockets before turning on his heel and walking away from you, whistling his theme song until he turned the corner and left you alone.

You could still feel his hand around your throat, squeezing and giving you sparks of pleasure you never knew you could feel. It was exhilarating, freeing, and absolutely terrifying in every way.

This new Finn scared you, but he also interested you.

At least your game had come to an end, but now it’s time to play his.....

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AEW Revolution 2021 - Reaction & Review

Before you say anything, yes I know about the finish.

But while work has prevented me from watching the show live I will still be running down the PPV as I said I would, the card is still stacked and people were mighty excited to see the wrestling so let’s get to it

Spoilers for AEW Revolution 2021, I have done my best to avoid spoilers myself but have not been able to fully escape it, I won’t let my post be the same for someone else

The Buy-In I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, the Buy-In should not have 75% promos, especially since the promos are uploaded as the Countdown. It’s the same thing Tony you can fit an entire match in between it, or even recap the segments on the prior Dark - good promos from Miro, Archer and Big Swole in that show and the Butcher & Blade attacked Bear Country, all of which would have relevance to the PPV.

Britt Baker pre-match promo On the cusp of her tag match came out Dr. Britt Baker DMD who lambasted the company for booking ‘Reba’ to tag with her after she sustained an ‘injury’ at the hands of Nyla Rose. Baker acted like her ‘doctor’s note’ should’ve been enough and had Reba walk on stage with a crutch to sell her point. With her partner injured she has been allowed to pick a replacement. Thoughts would’ve obviously gone to one Thea Trinidad but that made the surprise so much better.

Dr Britt Baker (w/ Rebel ‘Reba’ Tanea) & Maki Itoh def. Riho & Thunder Rosa - Pinfall on Rosa by Baker after a Superkick + Crutch Shot Maki Itoh, who was unusually absent from the TJPW PPV - arrived to a loud pop from the crowd and Serpentico just completely losing his shit at ringside. The King of Simps sang her entrance as she usually does as she soaked in the atmosphere with pure joy on her face. The babyfaces quickly made their entrances after as the match was about to kick off. For a tag match it was more of a 2v2 than a tag bout, I mean that in there wasn’t a lot of team moves; whenever the heels felt threatened they would switch partners to regain momentum, but that did allow each woman to face off one another. There were some good interactions between each woman in the bout, Excalibur doing very well to inform the fans that Itoh had history with Riho and Rosa and that she had recently come out of a tag tournament final in TJPW where she and ‘Pink Striker’ Miyu Yamashita fell short to NEO Biishiki-Gun (a faction that involves the heel alter-ego of the Eliminator Tournament’s Mei Suruga). Between the match Rosa and Baker sold the animosity, trading middle fingers while the other was in the corner until they finally got to cross one another. The final stages proved to be entertaining when Itoh and Riho where legal, Rosa and Baker had both rushed the ring to fight when Riho sucker hit Baker on the apron, leading to a trade off in moves between all four women, Rosa got planted with a tornado DDT, but Itoh missed the Flying Kokeshi, Riho almost capitalized but her Shining Wizard was countered by Itoh’s magnificently fluid rolling half crab counter. Riho would make the ropes as both women tagged out after Itoh got Riho with a headbutt and Riho shook off Baker after Rosa broke up her pin from an air raid crash, liquid pinfalls and counters happened after that which was an easy highlight. Reba proved not to be as injured as let on when she jumped the apron but was accidentally socked by Baker after Rosa dodged and hit the DVD, Itoh broke the pin but got thrown out of the ring afterwards, the cameras missing Riho diving at Itoh on the outside. In the ring Baker - having wriggled out of a Fire Thunder Driver - staggered Rosa with a superkick and used the ref’s position to push Rosa towards him near the ropes where Reba cracked Rosa with the crutches as the ref dodged, the damage was enough for Baker to get the 3 count. After the match Riho ensured that Rosa wouldn’t get attacked afterwards as Reba limped on and out the ring, Baker and Itoh leaving the ramp with middle fingers to their opponents

It was a very fun match, camera work wasn’t the best at times but it was still really good. I didn’t expect Itoh and Baker’s twitter buddying to lead to them partnering up but that is the sneaky foreshadowing. The booking of this match should really be stated a bit more, Riho and Rosa are top caliber former champions on their brands, and Itoh and Baker hanged with them mostly to a stalemate. With 2 victories over Rosa though Baker should be on the up, and sadly we may see less of Rosa with NWA coming back (same will probably be said about Serena once her knee recovers until she drops the belt) so it was important that nobody came out looking weak. With Itoh’s US appearance too and the pop (and the resulting appearance on BTE) you can be sure that the Cutest in the World will be seen again.

Main Card Always gotta show my approval of using Brodie’s ‘you know what that means’ to start a show. JR sounded a little hoarse though today, hope he’s okay.

AEW World Tag Championship The Young Bucks def. The Inner Circle [Chris Jericho & MJF (w/ Wardlow)] - Pinfall on Jericho by Matt via Meltzer Driver Jericho came out with his usual Painmaker while MJF continues with his fashion atrocity of a white robe and blue tassels with the scarf print in the middle. The Bucks kept it simple with the black, yellow and pink - which Excalibur noted was designed by Matt’s daughter. The Bucks were definitely aggrieved, shoving the belts in the faces of their opponent before the bell, Jericho though played the mind games by snatching a title from Aubrey to hold it aloft. The bell rang and immediately it was brawling, Bucks pulling their patented dual suicide dive and stereo sharpshooters, interceptor spear and the hanging senton. MJF got some momentum by catching Nick before his apron moonsault as Jericho hit the triangle dropkick, Wardlow choking Nick on the outside while Aubrey was distracted and then hitting the double flapjack before stealing the Bucks’ poses. Matt roared in again but Wardlow again proved to shift momentum to his Inner Circle stablemates, this time pulling the ropes so Matt fell out. The Inner Circle kept things simple and grounded, antagonizing the Bucks whenever they could in hopes they will fall into a mistake, however their confidence left them more open to slipping up and falling into Nick’s hot tag, a lovely springboard destroyer hit two so the Bucks hit the Motor City Machine Guns’ move. MJF tagged Jericho but his Judas Effect was superkicked, Bucks tried Meltzer Driver but MJF grabbed Nick again and Jericho hit the tombstone, leaving Nick to flip with nobody home and leave him prone to the Walls of Jericho, Nick tagged Matt while in the hold but then Matt got locked in the Walls. MJF got 2 for a catch powerbomb but slowed it down by taunting Matt with multiple ‘Suck It!’s, Excalibur humorously begging Matt to just punch him ‘where he is pointing’, the provocation worked though as Matt went for a Meltzer Driver, allowing Jericho to catch Nick mid-flight with a Codebreaker and MJF to roll Matt up for 2. Wardlow distracted Aubrey as Jericho hit Matt’s legs with a bat leading to MJF hitting the Heatseeker, but they got 2 again! The Bucks countered with a baited corner kick and stereo crossbodies in and out of the ring, Wardlow got rocked by a dodged Judas Effect as Nick rolled Jericho for 2, Jericho tries a Lionsault but meets a low Superkick and then a BTE Trigger but MJF breaks the count, eating a Superkick Party (aka Death by Leg Slapping) for his troubles. Jericho gets a Double Superkick and then finished by a Meltzer Driver.

It was a hot opener for sure, the Bucks talking smack to Jericho afterwards. The Inner Circle were wily but relied too much on Wardlow and provoking the Bucks into making mistakes. I am actually surprised to see no Sammy Guevara even at ringside, besides Wardlow no Inner Circle members tried to interfere either, pretty clean affair.

Casino Tag Team Royale Death Triangle [PAC and Rey Fénix] win the Royale to be No. 1 Contenders for the Tag Titles - Fénix last eliminating Jungle Boy After the Bucks came naming the next contender, starting with the Natural Nightmares and Dark Order’s Five and Dime - ironically it was the old guard vs the Nightmare Factory alums - a handshake between 5 and Dustin was not shared when QT clubbed 10 to kick off the match. Dark Order got some great offence but were blindsided by Dustin’s double bulldog Different to regular Casino Royales, entrants played to Royal Rumble rules of one team at a time, the first team to enter being Santana & Ortiz. Five got eliminated first by QT after hitting the ‘That’s Gotta Suck’ (a crossbody to the back of an opponent lying on the ropes) on Ortiz, 10 unable to avenge him as the Sydals came next, Matt hitting the Meteora rather than the Shooting Star attempt like last time. Uno and Grayson came next, Uno hitting that delicious twisting flatliner on Mike Sydal as Santana and Ortiz dumped Mike out of the ring. Santana also completely kicked the taste out of Grayson and 10 soon after with a percussive kick. The Gunn Club came next without Billy, huge amount of faith in Austin and Colten, during which Matt Sydal got thrown over by the Gunns and dumped out by Santana’s big boot, meaning the Sydals were the first team to be eliminated. Intrigue hit after the Pretty Picture (Avalon & Bononi) and the Varsity Blonds came into the match, Austin had dumped Avalon and dual Famassers to Bononi looked like it was gonna eliminate the big man but then QT eliminated the Gunns at once. Ire and confusion was seen on Dustin’s face as QT eliminated his fellow Nightmare Family members, and QT then eliminated himself! A shock break up for sure from one of the most consistent Midcard tag teams in AEW. Bear Country Hell Yeah though hossed their way in, Grayson was able to lift one but got eliminated, Jurassic Express came next as Baltimora’s Tarzan Boy echoed from the arena, JB countered Santana and Ortiz’ tag move to eliminate the latter and then baited Santana to rana him out, Luchasaurus eliminated Bononi and then Griff, assisting Marko to do a slippery rana which Uno sold by running into the ring post to eliminate himself. Butcher and Blade came in fresh to dump Pillman and 10 and end their nights, Jack Evans had also appeared out of nowhere to assist in eliminating 10 as Bear Country brawled with Butcher and Blade, Dustin tried to get involved and was dragged out of the ring apron by Allie. Private Party then came in with the clean black and gold, nearly eliminating JB had Marko not held him up. SCU completely beheaded PP, Bear Country then eliminating Luchasaurus to some boos before being dumped by Butcher just as Death Triangle came in. Lastly was Silver and Reynolds who came to a decent pop, nailing Daniels with a Spin Doctor to start and then Dark Destroyer and Elimination from Isaiah Kassidy, SCU then eliminated Butcher leaving 4 teams left. Fénix bodyscissored Daniels, JB launched Reynolds over the turnbuckle and Kazarian thrown by PAC. Silver, PAC, Fénix and JB was just sublime, Silver only taken out by Fénix’s rope walk pele kick to leave JB on his own. “Jungle Boy in the Death Triangle” was a hell of a call by Excalibur as he eliminated PAC by using his momentum against him. Fénix and JB was just high octane, JB catching Fénix with an anti-air superkick, clothesline and poison rana but as he went to throw Fénix he counters with the 619 rebound heel kick and clotheslined JB out of the ring.

That was a strong ass royale. I will not however forget that Top Flight and FTR were unusually absent from the match (not to mention the Good Brothers, I hoped it’d be Casino Rules with them as the Joker, and TH2). But a lot of good stuff here, surprising split by the Nightmares, Butcher/Blade vs Bear Country feels imminent, Santana and Ortiz as well as SCU were still strong, I feel for Jurassic Express though, they are always inches from the brass ring but never quite getting it, but Death Triangle probably needed it more. Making Fénix the last man was a good decision as well because he had been taking a lot of Ls, now with a trio vs the Bucks it can lead to some interesting concepts, and batshit crazy spots.

Paul Wight Interview Wight sprinkled some hinting at his mystery signing by saying ‘No-one’s gonna outwork him’ as we paused till the next match. DDP and Al Snow were also shown in attendance.

AEW Women’s World Championship Hikaru Shida def. Ryo Mizunami - Pinfall via Corkscrew Knee Strike The promo package used for this match has to get some shine as well because it really built why both women were so motivated to win.

Mizunami came out with the tournament trophy in hand to ensure her clout had not been forgotten, Shida may not have worn the power suit but the kimono and kasa still looked wonderful. A handshake started the match but Shida dodged the lariat attempt. Mizunami shoulder blocked Shida but the champion kipped up impressing Aniki and prompting her to ground her a second time. Mizunami and Shida traded corner chops as Mizunami wasted too much time showboating for the champion to hit the rana and then the ringside knee strike, the Chair launch was caught as Mizunami dumped Shida over the railing. Leg drop was almost countered by the Stretch Muffler but Aniki used her power to continue grounding Shida and wearing her down with submissions, Shida though would grasp momentum with driving her opponent into the corner with her knees and then a missile dropkick, a driven Shida crunched Aniki with a B-Driver on the ramp then a deadlift suplex back into the ring, the champion’s confidence was met with Mizunami’s powerful flurry of strikes, Shida hits a running knee but Mizunami gets back up, she hits the Tamashii but can’t make the cover.  The women return to the handshake strike trading, but Mizunami got the advantage and plants her with an Uranage and Spear, the Guillotine Legdrop gets a close 2 but the champion kicks out again, she rolls out of the Fisherman buster to hit a German but gets hit in the back of the head, Shida hits the Falcon Arrow and kips back up, the Tamashii is blocked but she keeps striking Mizunami, running knee to the back of the head, Falcon Arrow again but could not hook the leg, the next Tamashii countered with a lariat but the following lariat countered with a knee. Shida digs into some Latino Heat with the eye poke and roll up for two, she hits the Tamashii but Aniki rolls her up for an agonizing two. Looked like a botched DDT but Shida hits a third Tamashii and Mizunami kicks out again, Shida opts for a corkscrew knee strike and that gets the three.

Shida’s celebration is cut short by Nyla and Vickie attacking both, Shida prevents Aniki from being Beast Bombed but is then blindsided by Baker and Itoh, Itoh biting Mizunami’s fingers while Nyla and Baker squared off before reaching an understanding. Rosa darted in for the save as Itoh taunted Rosa with an Akanbe (pulling her eyelid down). In the ring Shida offered a hand to Aniki while her opponent bowed to her in respect. If anyone had doubts that Mizunami would be a bad choice for Revolution they were promptly eating their words about now. This was a proper physical women’s bout showing the best of Joshi Strong Style. Shida showed off some newer moves even resorting to a heel move to try and win (Yakuza Heel Shida is an option) and a different finish to the Tamashii while Mizunami continued to brightly shine with power and charisma. The post-match stuff does leave a lot of intrigue too. Baker and Nyla’s alliance of convenience can only go so far when both want the title, it hurts to see Itoh with the heels given how over she is but it made sense in the context that Mizunami eliminated her from the tournament - Itoh fights for Itoh, the heels are just convenience for now. The tournament playing this role shows how important it was for the women’s division too, Rosa and Baker temporarily stepping up to Nyla and Nyla wanting to waste Aniki makes it important. In addition, Big Swole - who noted that she is next due to her title shot before the tournament’s announcement being postponed due to COVID - tweeted a ‘not my business’ kinda tweet during this too, which is telling.

Double or Nothing 2021 is coming May 30th A small promo for Double or Nothing was shown announcing the date.

Pre-Match Segment with Chuck Taylor and Orange Cassidy Before their match with Kip and Miro, Alex Mahvez was going to interview the two men before Miro and Kip jumped both men. Miro telling the camera to ‘Play my music’ as he dragged Chuck to the ramp and ring as he taunted a bleeding Taylor to just say the word to make it stop. Mic in his mouth Chuck instead said ‘ring the damn bell’ and slapped Miro to kick off the bout.

Miro & Kip Sabian (w/ Penelope Ford) def. Chuck Taylor & Orange Cassidy - Submission via Game Over by Miro on Chuck Taylor Miro wastes no time in this match, delivering the hurt to the partnerless Taylor before tagging out to Kip a few times as he taunted Taylor in and out of the ring. Taylor countered Sabian in time for Cassidy to appear on the ramp hurt, Miro slowly stalked the prone Cassidy only to have fallen for his possum as he kipped up and nailed an Orange Punch, tagging in to get a diving DDT for 2 on Kip, the back that was hurt before prevented a Beach Break to give Sabian the advantage while Miro recovered. Chuck is tagged in for a stomp/Beach Break combo, Miro breaks the count after Taylor was decked with a Piledriver. Miro gets involved as Bryce and Penelope argue, the deadly Orange Kicks humor Miro but his Pump Kick is dodged, Miro gets Orange in the gut before he can make a second Orange Punch but hits the Stundog Millionaire on the counter, Penelope stops Orange from running the ropes and provides distraction for Miro to push him, but he knocks Penelope right into the railing - it was a big sell - and takes out Orange but Taylor and Kip are legal. Miro drags Kip from his wife to tag himself in, nearly being beaten by the inside cradle before flooring Taylor with the Matchka kick and the Game Over for the win. Relief soaks the face of Miro as he feels a weight lifted, AEW’s weakest feud apparently over. Overall it was a nice way to finish it, Miro looked incredibly strong in the bout and teases of him discarding Kip were shown. OC was kept strong by the prior assault wearing him down and Taylor showed a lot of guts. It may do Chuck good to be written out for a bit, until Trent comes back at least.

Inner Circle Segment Not accepting that his interview time was taken, Mahvez found a new duo to interview. MJF and Jericho - flanked by Santana and Ortiz - were asked what’s next as Jericho went on a ‘we should’ve won’ tirade. Jericho and MJF hinted at a change as they promoted next week an ‘Inner Circle War Council’. It could indeed mean that someone else is being discarded from the Inner Circle, or someone’s coming in to take Sammy’s old spot.

Big Money Match ‘Hangman’ Adam Page def. ‘Big Money’ Matt Hardy - Pinfall via Buckshot Lariat I must first and foremost admit that I am loving this heel Matt Hardy. The ‘Corporate Leech’ has done really well at being a bane to AEW’s top babyface Cowboy and his Cult Buddies, he’s also driven Private Party to a new and better direction. Hangman’s funny name plates continued with ‘Decided on the Snapper 560Z’ as he came in 6-0 against Hardy’s 3-0 PPV record. Hangman controlled the early parts of the bout with his strength, Matt surviving with his veteran awareness to avoid the Buckshot but not enough to avoid Hangman’s axe handle from the railings. Hangman hurt his arm by having it slammed in the ring post as Hardy honed in on the hand; stretching, biting and crushing it between some steps. Commentary sold that the hand injured was Hangman’s favoured hand, the fact proven when Page’s punch damaged him as well, the Side Effect though was wonderfully countered with a cradle and then a DVD. Hardy evaded Hangman to catch him in a Twist of Fate on the outside, hoping for a Count Out win, Page rolls in at 9 as Hardy seizes control, yanking Hangman from the ropes with a turnbuckle elevated German Suplex. A big moonsault to the outside regains the advantage for Hangman as he follows up with a diving crossbody and sliding lariat, Hardy escapes the Deadeye to get a neckbreaker and then a powerbomb. Hangman counters the Twist of Fate into the Deadeye but Private Party (in ‘Civilian Clothes’) distract the ref to buy Matt time to recover, Hangman decides to take out both men on the sides, he goes for the Buckshot but lands into a Side Effect and Twist of Fate at 2. Shocked, Hardy motions for Private Party to get involved, but Dark Order swarm in to stop them, Hardy clubs Hangman on the apron but the Dark Order catch him and pull him back up for the Buckshot, that lands the 3 count. Hangman has his hand raised as Dark order applaud him, Hangman then walks in to hug the stable, toasting a beer given to him by Colt Cabana.

It was a good match, expected TH2 to also interfere but I guess they didn’t want the match to go on too long. The core purpose of the match was good: Hangman has turned a curve, he’s no longer being manipulated and he has friends in the Dark Order to support him. Where Hardy goes now he’s ‘Broke’ will be an interesting route, perhaps he will have to invest a little wiser or be met with people coming to collect checks he could no longer cash in.

Face of the Revolution Ladder Match Scorpio Sky def. Cody Rhodes (w/ Arn Anderson), Max Caster, Penta El 0M, Lance Archer (w/ Jake ‘The Snake’ Roberts) and Ethan Page AEW went very tongue and cheek by making the prize be a literal Brass Ring, JR even making a joke about it as Sonic the Hedgehog memes hit the internet. Caster started with a rap to get the crowd involved, Archer came in and decked someone at ringside, Sky and Penta had normal entrances while Cody pyro’d it up as the camera panned to Jade Cargill and Red Velvet either side and Archer climbing the apron to stare Cody down. All Ego became All Elite as Ethan Page appeared with a decent pop with a huge smile on his face and a name plate that showed his veteran and championship experience.

The match kicked off all around with the main focus on Archer and Cody renewing their TNT rivalries, Archer was the first to throw a ladder into Scorpio Sky and Page, but ate a Superkick and Slingblade by Penta, Penta then got German Suplexed by Sky before Caster took him out. Caster calls for Jack Evans to bring the Boombox that won him his qualifier but Evans is intercepted by 10 and flattened with a spinebuster, 10 doesn’t collect the Boombox though as he leaves which he will use on Page and Cody - after the two took out Archer but then fought each other. Penta took out Caster and Cody by using the Ladder as a ramp for a senton but Archer then kicks him out, Page cutters and crushes Archer under the ladder, escaping Sky’s TKO to drop Sky on the ladder while Archer was sandwiched between it. Page tries to trap Archer under the ladder but Archer powers it to a slope allowing Penta to backstab Page, Penta then Destroyer’s Cody on a ladder laid on the ring and railing, the match selling Cody’s injured shoulder and take him away from the ring while Caster and Sky tussle to climb the ladder. Caster picks a taller ladder for the high ground but are met by Page and Archer. Sky is the last man on the ladder but Penta pulls him down, his showboating costs him though as Sky recovers, biting his head and pulling Penta down with a neckbreaker. Page and Caster then tussle at the top but Caster pulls Page down with a messy sunset bomb, Sky cracks Caster with a frog splash on the ladder but crosses Archer, Sky almost uses Archer’s launchpad to climb the ladder but is pulled down, he goes for the turnbuckle but is pushed down and sent through another ladder laid on the railing and apron. Penta comes into a hot streak in taking down the remaining four men, but All Ego rakes Penta’s eye to get him off the ladder. Cody then staggers back to the ramp, whipping his opponents with his weight belt with a wincing crack, hurting his arm to land a Cross Rhodes on Page. Cody looks to set up a ladder dive but meets a Suplex by Archer and a Claim to Fame Elbow Drop by Caster. Caster and Penta climb the tall ladder but Archer knocks the ladder down, chokeslamming everything that moves and dropping Caster on a ladder with a Black Out. As Archer makes the climb, Page attacks but Archer no sells it and shoves Page away, Page low blows Archer then hits the Razor’s Edge but then Jake the Snake comes in and hits him with a Short-Arm Clothesline to a big pop before Penta wipes the legend out. Cody kinda messes up the cutter on Penta, giving Penta time to use a Steel Chair on his arm, as he climbs though Sky uses the chair on Penta’s ankle. Sky and Cody climb and trade blows, Sky yanks the injured shoulder, talks smack to Cody before pushing his face off the ladder. With nobody to oppose, Sky grabs the Brass Ring to be the Face of the Revolution.

It may not be AEW’s best ladder match, but it was still highly entertaining. Ethan Page was a good surprise entrant and Cody really did play us with his John Cena threatening rally. Caster also impressed a lot given the circumstances and this darker more heelish Scorpio Sky will be interesting to see as he faces Darby Allin.

Hall of Fame-Worthy Signing is: Christian Cage WWE stole Ben Carter from AEW, so AEW stole Christian from WWE. His new mantra of ‘Out Work Everyone’ is made official as Christian came in, posed, signed a contract and left. It got a big pop from the fans and it was definitely Hall of Fame worthy. I’m not gonna let it upset me that I had hoped for Minoru Suzuki because there is still a Forbidden Door being opened, Christian still has it and we will have to wait and see how AEW use him.

Street Fight Sting & Darby Allin def. Team Tazz [Brian Cage & Ricky Starks] - Pinfall on Starks by Sting via a Scorpion Death Drop I will preface if you didn’t expect the Street Fight to be cinematic then you were pretty blind, Sting can take bumps but AEW are not going to throw caution into the wind with him. Tazz joined commentary to be grilled by JR and Tony as the match faded into an ‘Undisclosed Location’. There were some really nice Lucha Underground-esque transitions and filmwork as Cage and Starks travelled to a boiler room ring while Darby’s entrance was met with Sting-wearing hoodlums and both men travelling to the location - Darby skating onto Sting’s truck to enter at the same time. Cage quickly dominated from the start, dumping Darby and then wasting the ‘Hoodlums’ while Starks pressed Sting against the corner. Darby tried to fight back but Cage dragged Darby around. Sting regained control with a Stinger Splash and Snake Eyes but Darby was thrown through doors as Tazz talked up his boys noting how if Darby can’t compete he’ll have to relinquish his title. Starks and Sting eventually leave the ring and Sting goes straight for the bat, Starks goading the Icon to discard the bat but still gets clubbed and kicked into the brick wall, leaving Starks to search for Cage and Darby. Cage though is going upstairs, carrying Darby in a vertical suplex position while he goes up the stairs and dumping him on a trash can. Sting though arrives to work the numbers advantage, Starks then comes back though, hitting Sting with a pipe and an oil drum, String hurts Starks’ knee by opening a drawer on it and Starks is laid out by Cage’s accidental chair shot. Cage continues to fend off the duo for a bit before being hit by a Fire Extinguisher and a glass before slammed into the table, Starks then uses the 2x4 and focuses on Allin, Darby fights back though, climbing a beam to do a Coffin Drop. However, an Orange Masked man comes in and slams Allin against the beam: Powerhouse Hobbs reminding the duo that Team Tazz do have the numbers advantage as Hook also joins the fight. Sting and Cage both get up to tussle, Sting being driven against a beam as all of Team Tazz sans Starks deal with Darby, swinging him into a window frame before then aiming for Sting. Sting narrows the path to avoid the onslaught, Allin recovering to throw Sting his bat from the upper floors. The Icon goes to town, snapping the bat over Cage’s back and moving to a Shovel, Allin then does a massive elbow drop through Cage as Starks and Sting return to the ring. Starks almost gets the Stinger by baiting his Stinger Splash into an exposed turnbuckle, a spear hits two! Starks tries what looks like a prep for a buckle bomb but Sting rolls out at 2, Sting then hits the Scorpion Death Drop and that is 3. Sting stares down the camera as Tazz leaves commentary in a huff.

In terms of brutality it was a lovely street fight, the finale was a bit abrupt though. Hobbs and Hook kinda disappeared and it was a bit annoying that a ‘Street Fight’ ended in a ring. Props though to cinematography, Sting did not seem uncomfortable and there were some strong spots, Brian Cage looking excellent as well. Allin will look to Scorpio Sky to defend his title and hopefully Team Tazz can find a new target to get their momentum back.

AEW Dynamite Card As a result of the current matches on Revolution 3 matches were announced; Sky and Allin will face this Wednesday for the title, on top of that Matt Jackson will take on Rey Fénix in a build to their tag title match and Shida, Mizunami and Rosa will team to fight Baker, Itoh and Rebel - I guess we’ll be seeing Itoh-chan very soon huh? Nyla noticeably absent though - in six woman tag action, on top of that was the Inner Circle War Council.

AEW World Championship - Exploding Barbed Wire Deathmatch Kenny Omega (w/ Don Callis) def. Jon Moxley - Pinfall via One Winged Angel Okay. Here we go. The ‘Moxley Extermination Contraption’ looked as classic as an Exploding Barbed Wire Deathmatch could look as both men gingerly scouted the ring. Mox was wearing an unusually clean leather studded jacket which Excalibur clarified was a shout out to Onita. Omega’s entrance ditched the dancers (rip to Shida’s bestie) as his entrance video emphasized Kenny holding aloft the world title to get in Moxley’s head. Bryce Remsburg himself was dressed like he was in a COVID treatment camp with the visor, gloves and full body suit, well-prepared for the dangers surrounding him. Hindsight would bring a bad omen to Don Callis as he talked about how ‘carefully designed’ the ring was rigged with explosives and building up the 30 minute countdown, he at the very least got a good line with ‘Gentlemen it’s a good day to die here at Revolution’.

Kenny and Mox sought for the same tactic: push someone face first into the exploding barbed wire. Each men having inch close counters and escapes to avoid the barbed wire, Moxley brought the weapons left outside the ring and head to the ramp to punish Omega with the Barbed Wire Bat and Kendo Stick, Kenny however Blinded Moxley with powder and tossed Moxley into the explosive wire. For my money of what I’ve seen, the explosions were a little tame - though I can understand why for safety. Rattled and twitching, Moxley still kicked out at 2, forcing Kenny to punish him further with a Kendo Stick and trash can to focus on the knee. Kotaro Crusher on the trash can busted Moxley’s head open for 2 so Kenny tries a Figure Four, Moxley though grinds a barbed wire steel chair onto Kenny’s leg and hand, cutting Kenny’s hand open and breaking the hold. Kenny tries the Snap Dragon but Moxley evades, but gets thrown into one of the barbed wire boards on the turnbuckles. Excalibur continuing to be on fire with the quip of a ‘barbed wire halo’ as the bloodied face of Moxley displays and Bryce Remsburg enters perpetual cringe. Kenny is next to taste the explosives though as his Figure Four attempt is kicked away and launches him chest first into the ropes, a shotgun dropkick sends him back first into it for a second go, Moxley pulls out an Exploder, sets Kenny up for another Barbed Wire board, Kenny wriggles to set up the Snap Dragon but Moxley reverses into another pump handle exploder into the board. Moxley nearly blinded by his own blood calls for the Death Rider on the Wired Chair, but Omega sets up the One Winged Angel, Moxley German Suplexes him out and dumps Omega on the chair with a Sidewalk Slam, the wire sticking to Omega’s jeans. Moxley calls to his I Quit Match with Kingston and wraps some wire around his arm, he misses the Lariat and gets hit with one Snap Dragon Suplex, Kenny hits another but Moxley gets back up, V-Trigger blocks the second Barbed Wire Lariat attempt but not the third at the halfway mark.

Omega throws huge caution into the wind by escaping the Paradigm Shift and pushing Moxley and himself into the exploding ropes, his vision affected as he asks Remsburg for water to clean his eyes - it seems to be a worked one though or at least dust. Jabs are shared on the apron between the wired ropes and one of the ‘Triple Hell’ wired boards, Moxley gets advantage and hits the Paradigm Shift onto the boards, however, Omega merely bounced off of it while Moxley is firmly stuck inside the board. As Moxley painfully unhinges himself from the board he pulls out more wire - Kenny also wearing a crimson mask - as he batters Omega in the head. A noise alarms Moxley of time running out, he does the Cactus Piledriver for 2 twice, Omega hits the Low Blow and the Powerbomb for 2, Two V-Triggers on the corner and then the One Winged Angel, 1, 2,

BANG!

Moxley kicked the rope to trigger the explosion, blinding Omega and breaking the count. Moxley has the barbed wire bat but the Good Brothers rush in, as Moxley wails on Gallows, Kenny is handed his own Barbed wire bat, he swings for Moxley and 

BANG! 

the bat itself is charged too! 1, 2, NO! The Good Borthers set up a regular chair, Omega drops him with the One Winged Angel and gets the three.

Omega celebrates but Don reminds them of the countdown, the trio handcuff Moxley’s hands as the hard cam continues to miss Omega’s smack talking. Kenny brutalizes a defenseless Moxley with the non-charged wire baseball bat as the 1 minute warning is issued. Kenny celebrates but Kingston rushes in - against the advice of the Butcher, Blade and Bunny. Kingston tries to break the cuffs but has no time, he tries to drag Moxley but has no time, he takes one last look at Moxley’s face and covers his body over his friend and rival and

Fizzle.

Mostly just a limp pyro show. A heartbreaking technical error which was met with boos as the PPV goes from A+ to A-/B+ simply by this one moment. It hurts to look at, but I think the worst part is that Kingston - being the kayfabe professional he is - sold it. Had he simply got up and had Kenny come out with a ‘gotcha’ it could’ve been salvaged but alas, the PPV ends in a whimper.

The match itself was great though, brutal and bloody, the explosions were a bit small but as I said, I can understand why. The lack of the big explosive finish will be a huge damper on it even with AEW’s attempts to take it on the chin and try and salvage it, if I were TK though I probably would book the next Dynamite to still have the ring rigged - noting that only Kenny and Callis knew how to wire and unwire it, that way we can still have a Chekov’s gun and have it potentially blow at any time during the next Dynamite, we pass off Kingston’s selling with a promo from him saying he had accepted death to save his friend and passed out from it and we either have Kingston, Moxley or maybe even Callis get caught in the ring actually blowing, like have Kenny on the tron pull a killswitch or have Callis think he defused it only to do the opposite. Looking ahead though this does imply that Moxley won’t completely disappear from AEW just yet, he still has the IWGP US title to drop before he goes on paternity leave, he will certainly be sleeping on the couch until the baby comes though XD On top of that we’ve neatly set up Kenny’s next challenger in Kingston, who is not a bad shout at all given that he won Match and Feud of the Year for WON last year.

Conclusion Had the explosion gone off proper, this would be A+ for sure, but given how that was literally the last hurrah built up so much on a highly anticipated bout, I have to give it an A- as a PPV. All memes and criticism aside for that one singular moment the rest of the PPV was amazing. Maki Itoh got double the surprise presence as well as a BTE cameo and is booked for Dynamite to steamroll an amazing debut run, Brian Cage and Lance Archer looked like absolute beasts in spite of defeat (Moxley too), Death Triangle are back in a title picture, Jungle Boy continues to amaze, Shida puts on another banger, Hangman’s slow rise to potentially usurping Omega has begun, Sting entertained in a safe manner, Scorpio Sky returns in a big way, the Bucks retained in a fiery opener and Miro was on a tear essentially squashing Chuck Taylor to get back on track. Not to mention debuts for Christian Cage and Ethan Page (more Cages and Pages, what happens if Brian and Adam face Christian and Ethan? I'm still waiting for Kong vs Kong)

On top of that we give huge props to Excalibur and Tony for essentially carrying the commentary with their knowledge and timing while JR had some voice troubles and Tony Khan for promoting this PPV to be trending worldwide for literal days

My favourite match has to be narrowly the Main Event, it just pips the Women’s title match because of its sold brutality, and I’m not really counting the post-match stuff from it. Nobody wrestled poorly in the entire show as well so aside from one big technical blemish, it was a strong ass show and all the shortcomings it had can easily be bounced back from.

Needs a lil’ more TH2 though...

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Ending 1: Revenge

Gif credit to @baron-thirst-club

Thank you @elliotaldersonns helping me find it

Baron Corbin x Reader X Seth Rollins 

Summary: You decided to get your revenge on Seth for dumping you. 

Tag Team: @sithlita @sunnytkm23 @vonschweetz @sassymox @zavidzobrik @lilred91 @deadpoolgirl23 

A/N: This took longer than I wanted. I hope you guys like it. The next one should be soon. Hopefully, you enjoy this.  

The First Part 

I sighed as I pulled on my referee uniform for tonight's match. I tied the shirt up just above my belly button to show off my new belly button ring. It was a little more risque than what I normally wear, but I wanted to look good tonight. Just to show Seth what he was missing when he dumped me for Becky. It would also make it sting more when I decided to play dirty. His words had rung in my head. He really didn’t think I could fight dirty. He thought I was just a baby face that followed the rules in the ring. While I was going to prove him wrong. I was going to prove the whole WWE universe wrong. It was my turn to shine. My turn to prove to everyone there is more to me than what meets the eye. 

I looked in the mirror fluffing my hair when there was a knock at my door. “It's open,” I yelled as I checked myself in the mirror one last time. | There was a whistle from behind me. “Damn girl, you look fine,” Baron said from behind me. 

I smiled blushing. “Stop it,” I said hitting him playfully. 

“I can’t help it. I can’t help, but wonder why Seth let a girl like you go in the first place. You are fine as hell. Ten times better than Becky. His lost, I guess. My gain, for sure,” Baron smiled at me. 

I giggled blushing, “Stop. Please.” I took a deep breath, looking at myself one more time in the mirror. “I can’t believe I am doing this.” 

Baron came right close behind me, “Trust me, you will feel ten times better after we destroy Seth and take his title away from him. It is perfect revenge. He will regret the day he ever laid eyes on Becky Lynch." 

I nodded, but couldn't silence that voice in my head nagging me. It was nagging me not to go out there and do this. That this wasn't right. I ignored it though. I have done what's right for too long. Now it was time to do something that was wrong. 

The match soon began, Rollins was first going out to his music than Baron. 

"So, we have all been waiting, Baron," Seth said into the mic. "Tell us who is the ref." 

Baron smiled. "Funny you should mention that." He said stepping aside. My music filled the arena as I stepped out. "I believe you know, (Y/R/N)." 

Seth shook his head. "Pretty damn well." He smiled. "I think you might have messed up with who you picked." 

Baron had a sinister smile on his face, "Oh trust me, I don't think I did." 

I signaled for the bell to be rung so the match can begin. The two men began to fight each other. The match went on for a bit with not much for me to do, but watch and dodge moves. Baron soon slides out of the ring to get something. He soon returned with a steel chair. Seth looked over at me hinting at me to say something. Anything. I didn’t pay it any attention though. I looked at my nails making sure they weren’t chipped. 

“Really?” I could see Seth mouth, but I continue to ignore him. I could see Baron out of the corner of my eye move to bash him with a chair. He hit him repeatedly over his back just like Seth had done to him. 

“What is she doing?” Micheal Cole said. “She does know this is illegal to have the chair and she does know that is legally and Baron cannot win in a match like this.” 

 I sighed looking up from my nails before looking at the announcer to make this match a no disqualification match.

“Is she actually going to do any work or is she just going to sit there and file her nails?” Renee asked. 

“I could ask you the same thing half the time, Renee. You don’t seem to do much of anything either half the time.” Corey said towards Renee.

"At least I pay attention when I am supposed to instead of messing with my nails.” Renee spat back. 

The match moved on just like that for a while. Seth had gained the upper hand deciding that fighting fair wasn’t the way to go. He went to get the pin holding Baron shoulders down. He looked over at me expecting me to get down and count. I did, but I stopped at two before pulling out my phone to pretend I got a text message. I couldn’t hide my smug smile. 

Seth’s face was red with anger as he got straight in mine. “What the fuck do you think you are doing?” He asked knowing that the audience couldn’t hear what he was saying. All they could see was his lips moving. “Is this cause of what happened between you and me?” 

“Are you seriously asking me that? Of course, it is.”

“I never thought you would sink to this level.” He shook his head like a disapproving father. “This is petty even for Baron. You are purposely trying to make me lose a match and lose my belt, all because we broke up.” 

“So, what? You want me to keep just pretending that I am not hurt by what you did? That you didn’t just dump when someone better came around. That you are running around like I never existed or that you even loved me. Did you even love me or was that just lie til you could find someone better than me?” 

“(Y/N), stop this! You know I loved you! I didn’t want to hurt you like I did, but I also couldn’t go around pretending like I didn’t have feelings for Becky also. I tried to do what I thought was best.” 

“Explaining it to me would have been a good start. Not just saying it's over text message than run around all happy with Becky the next day like I never existed would have been better than what you did.”

Seth ran his fingers through his hair, “I thought it would be what was for the best.” “Just admit, Seth. You found someone better so you dumped my ass.” 

“I didn’t do that, (Y/N). Stop trying to put words in my mouth to make your ass feel better about doing this sick trick.” 

Seth and I were too busy fighting that neither of us had noticed that Baron had gotten up from the ground. He came back with the chair smashing him from behind. Seth tried to get up on his feet. As soon as he did, I pushed him right into Baron’s arms. Baron set him up perfectly for the end of days, Seth unable to even fight back as it happened.  He pinned him after it. I went down on the ground fast for the count. I counted faster than I have ever counted before. 1, 2, 3. The match was over.   Baron was the new universal champion. I handed him the belt and he took it from me holding it over Seth’s body laying on the ground. He groaned sadly not moving from where he was pinned.  

Baron snaked his free arm around me, he pulled me close to him. “Thank you.” He said. I couldn’t hear it over the crowd booing and cheering. They mainly booed, mainly chanting that ‘this is bullshit’. I didn’t care. Baron had been right about one thing. Revenge felt good as I looked at Seth laying on the ground. I didn’t have one ounce of regret as I looked at his lifeless body. I felt Baron move me towards him. His lips were soon pressed against mine. I kissed back wrapping my arms around him too lost in the moment to care about what the crowd thought. 

All of a sudden, Becky Lynch’s music hit the arena. She came running towards the apron not taking long before she grabbed me away from Baron to set me up for an attack. She knocked me to the ground throwing punches in my face. I covered my face fast, trying my best to get out of her. Baron grabbed her from behind. He held her tight for me. “Do it, (Y/N).” She mouthed. “She stole your man away from you.”  

My eyes went dark as I began my attack. My brain that would normally tell me against this, to be the bigger person. She had just had a match of her own that was brutal and she had to still be sore, but fuck being the bigger person. I kicked her right in the stomach. She doubled over falling out of Baron’s arms. I didn’t stop my attack there. I kept kicking her till she was out. I grabbed her belt from her. “This is going to be mine,” I yelled in her face. 

I smiled walking back over to Baron. I took his arm and lifted it into the air as his music began to play. 

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The Underground Ring

Requested by Anonymous: jasper hale X boxer reader please

I've added a few things to the story. The reader is a boxer in an underground fighting ring. The reader is very close friends of the boss and get paid a lot of money to support family and other shit. There also a secret the reader has kept from her Sister Bella. How you like it and enjoy!

(Y/n)'s POV

"So your coming?" I asked my sister as we sat at a table by ourselves. "I mean. Just don't get hurt." Bella said as she bit her bottom lip. I narrowed my eyes at her as she looks towards the door. I raised an eyebrow as I follow her gaze to see the Cullen's. "I'll see you later." Bella said as she packed her things.

"Bells." I said sternly making her stop as she looks at me. "You don't have to come if you don't feel comfortable. I understand." I said softly as she looks at me. "I don't want you to go." She said as I sighed heavily. "I hate seeing you limping in pain when you come home- If you ever come home. You'll disappear for days and me and dad won't hear a single word about you." Bella said as I frown slightly.

"I'm sorry." I mumbled as I kissed her forehead causing her to gasp. "I'm already in to deep. I can't get out." I said as I grabbed my stuffed and walked outside to my bike.

"(Y/n)! Please! Don't go!" Bella begged as I started my bike. "Bella Swan." I said as she wrapped her arms around me hugging me tightly. "Please. I don't want to lose you." Bella said as I saw Edward waited by the wall. I narrowed my eyes at him know what and who he and his family are.

'Take care of my sister for me will you Edward?' I asked as his eyes widen looking at me. 'I'll be gone for a few weeks. Make sure nothing happen to her.' I thought as he nod his head. "Come on. I need you to give me some luck in my match tonight. If you want you can take your boyfriend with ya." I said as Bella look to the school to see Edward standing there.

"Okay. But." Bella started causing me to laugh softly. "Don't worry I'll have a room for you and them." I said kissing her cheek before getting on. "Your just gonna leave without saying goodbye?" I heard as I smiled slightly seeing Jasper walking out. "Well if I do your just gonna make it difficult for me to leave then yeah." I said as Bella went to Edward.

"Maybe it's because I don't want you to go." Jasper said softly as I pecked his lips. "Its my job." I said softly as Jasper frowns. "You don't have to work." Jasper said as I smiled at him. "I want to. Its what I'm good at." I said as I peck his lips one more time before riding off to a secret hideout.

Time Skip

3rd Person POV

Bella, Edward, and Jasper were in a room a bit far away from everyone and the ring. It's been almost 2 weeks since (Y/n) left to who knows where and Bella found a note saying where (Y/n) would be. "Hello everyone in here with (Y/n) (L/n). How do you feel?" The reporter asked as (Y/n) is wearing nothing but black clothing.

"I feel a bit excited. You know. Being the 'Queen' f the underworld is what people calls me." (Y/n) said with a smiled that light up the whole room. "How long have you been doing this?" The reporter asked as (Y/n) bit her bottom lip.

"Oh where do I begin?" (Y/n) laughs softly as she looks up. "Um... I'd say when I was about around 10. I helped my boss create this place and the rules. We don't fight just for bets and shit. We do it for fun." (Y/n) said as the reporter nods there head.

"So let talk about your Boss William Blake. Is he really in charge or is it you?" The Reporter asked causing (Y/n) to burst out laughing. "William." (Y/n) started with a smile as Jasper frown feeling a bit Jealous. "Don't worry about William Jasper. His married and has two kids and a baby on it way." Bella said as Jasper slightly relaxed.

"William is a family man. He has kids of his own you know. I may have helped him built this place but his the one that supports and pay for all this." (Y/n) said with a soft smile that can make anybody weak on there knees. "Wow. Um... One last question." The reporter said causing (Y/n) to nod her head. "Are you single?" The reporter asked blushing madly.

"You want me too?" (Y/n) joked with a wink before walking away. Jasper slightly chuckled at (Y/n) flirty playfulness. "Now its time for the match." The reporter said still blushing as the screen when dark.

Time Skip (cause I'm to lazy to write a fight scene)

With a smooth dodge (Y/n) and jumped on her opponent and wrapped her legs around there neck. (Y/n) used her weight and quickly spined her opponent and knocked then down.

(Y/n) got up as the ref started to count to ten only for the opponent to get up at eight. "Come on (Y/n)!" Jasper and Bella yelled at the screen. (Y/n) smiled slightly as she walked towards her opponent only for then to grab her and throw her roughly on the mat.

"(Y/n)!" Jasper and Bella yelled causing Edward to chuckle. The ref startes to count to ten only for (Y/n) to slowly get up with a blood coming out of her forehead. "Stay down bitch!" The opponent snarled causing Jasper to slightly hiss. "I can do this all day." (Y/n) said with a small grin as Bella chuckled. (Captain America reference anybody?)

The opponent went for another punch only for (Y/n) to push them and moved back. "Her special kick." Bella said in awe as (Y/n) jumped high and spined before moving a leg out kicking the opponent hard in the face.

"Smack!" The hit knocked out the opponent cause the ref to say the match is over as (Y/n) whipped the blood away. "Here is you win of this match is (Y/n)!" The ref yelled causing everyone to cheer. (Y/n) quickly left to change and bandaid up the cut so Jasper doesn't loss control.

Time Skip

"Owch!" (Y/n) hissed as Carlisle chuckled slight. "Quite whining (Y/n). You had worst." William said as Jasper stood next to him. "I know I have you donk. Ow!" (Y/n) yelled as Carlisle put some rubbing alcohol on the cut. "The perks of being a boxer." (Y/n) mumbled under her breath.

"So you must be Jasper Hale. Nice to finally meet you." William said as him and Jasper shake hands. "I would say the same but (Y/n) never told me about this little side career." Jasper said as he glared at (Y/n) playfully.

"That alright. (Y/n) doesn't like mixing her career life with her personal life. That why she changed her last name to (L/n) instead of Swan. That and her father would have killed her and come for me." William said with a wide grin.

"Reasonable." Jasper said as Carlisle raised placed a band aid and pat her head. "That should do." Carlisle said as (Y/n) looks up at him with a soft smile. "Can you not tell Charlie about this Carlisle please." (Y/n) said causing Carlisle to slightly smile a nod his head before leaving along with William.

"Does this mean your done fighting?" Jasper asked as he walks towards (Y/n). "Nope. I am born as a fighter. It just gonna be one of the perks you going to have to deal with." (Y/n) joked causing Jasper to slightly smile softly. "I can deal with that. As long as you tell me when you'll go here and that you doing come home with cuts and bruises." Jasper said sternly.

(Y/n) chuckled as she peck Jasper cold lips. "No promises. But since I did win do I get a reward?" (Y/n) purred as she wraps her arms around Jasper neck. "Mhm." Jasper hums as he pulled her close and picks her up. "I'll give your reward in the showers." He purred out softly as they went to the bathroom where the shower is.

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The Grind- Chapter 31

A/N: Here we are, my precious jewels. The end of my own little era, but the beginning of a renewed passion. This story brought back a love for story-telling that I had long neglected, and although most don't understand the sentiment, I owe a lot of happiness to these characters. The Grind sprouted during a very dark, confusing, heartbreaking time in my life, and it became such a welcomed distraction from my emotional spiral. This piece of fiction will be held near and dear to my soul for all of eternity, and my heart beats with love for each & every one of you who has shared a kind word. 

One last time, The Grind.

I was grateful that even over all the unsteady commotion, the gravel of his familiar voice busted through to my eardrums. The thud of my pulse hammered, already bringing along the gift of a taxing migraine that would only worsen once a pair of fists lashed into my skull. I was dreading the aching road of recovery before Kat and I had even thrown a punch.

Hers came first though. Quick, and robust it met the girlish roundness of my chin, shaking quivers over every hair on my skin. My footing staggered, and I swear to you my very eyeballs rattled. The early stages of pain I felt didn’t talk long to drag back the memo to my brain to protect my face as much as possible as she obsessively stalked to land an even more brutal hit the next time. I swished the blood laced spit around my jaws to wet my tongue, and settled in for war.

She could tell the blow had combusted an inkling of uncertainty in my spirit, and it only fed her desire for violence. With a random bout of bravery, I pointed an attempted swing for her ribs, connecting successfully to the tight ripples of her abdomen. Seeing as she hadn’t foreseen the body shot, it crippled her standing straight stance, and I was able to rock two more fists to the opposite cage of her ribs. Something felt off for a second when I heard her gasp for a breath when I released the wind from her belly. I felt… bad.

Violent nature was foreign to me, and I let myself feel briefly apologetic on the inside watching her suffer for air. Then, the fighting side of me rose to rule. I lobbed a club-foot kick to her chiseled thigh, victoriously capturing her balance. However, I couldn’t completely escape my often clumsy tactics, and I let my own legs tangle with hers as she dropped buoyantly to the mat.

I scurried with fluster to try and reach my standing position before Bex, but unfortunately her quickness outweighed my own. I brought my forearms to my face, doubling them as a shield of armor for my breakable nose. With her every delivery of a fist, my head bounced like a ball on the soft mat below. I prayed for her to tire, or somehow make a careless mistake and allow my escape. I could already feel the tenderness of plum-shaded bruises forming up and down my arms, and I just wanted to cower in Colton’s arms.

Where was his voice? Why couldn’t I hear the assuring yells of he and Tia?

Just as my arms began to weaken in defeat, the squealing of the timekeeper’s bell halted her strike.

Katrina stood to her feet with ease, running for the cool swig of water waiting in her corner, leaving a shaken and hallucinating swirl of stars swimming like a halo around my skull. I tried to assess myself on the mat, still surveying what damage may have been done. Aside from my fractured pride.

“Baby! Get up, c’mon! Get over here, Liv!”

I frenzied to my feet shakily, remembering the very limited seconds I had to steal a second with my coaches in between rounds. Tia tried to masquerade her reaction of pity, but the squinting sickness of her eyes told all the tale I needed. I didn’t feel much pain, other than a tight pressure settling inside my nostrils, so the unknown markings couldn’t have been of much severity, right?

Suddenly, settling on the 3-legged stool for a ticking minute of a break, I caught glimpse of the very sopped, very stained towel that Colt applied to my stuffy nose. He squeezed gently, and his touch seemed to re-apply sensation to my busted snout. I yelped as his massaged as gingerly as his rocky hands would, and plugged the holes with some sort of swabs to drink up the blood-spill.

“You good, Liv? Hey… Look at me, right now. Look in my eyes. Do you wanna keep going?” Colton shook my shoulders, demanding a surefire answer. Bless his soul, there was nothing but devoted protection and the will to be my strong tower in his silver eyes.

“Have a little faith, remember?”

He rehearsed his best fake smile, and slung the ruined rag over his shoulder to scoop up my cushioned seat when the ref tapped a finger to his imaginary watch hurrying us to pick up the pace.

Besides the whelped imprint of my ankle bone on the upper of her thigh, Bex would enter the second round only rested and ready for more. She would go viciously after my obviously very broken nose, so it was my responsibility to protect it like a mother bird to her helpless young.

Two nippy little jabs, but thankfully she had missed. The dodging alone of her efforted hits made my entire face spasm with pain, and I was already daydreaming about the blue-green blossoms of bruise I would wake up to in the morning. If I even made it that far…

“Go after that leg, Liv! She’s tryin’ to baby it, so get after her!”

With Tia’s help, I did begin to notice the awkward teeter to Katrina’s steps. She was hobbling in the slightest, and her leg carried a barely detectable limp of uneasiness. If I could numb that leg enough, and swipe her footing to crash, I knew I could get her. I needed just a cracked window of opportunity, and I wouldn’t let my submission training go to waste.

I fell into rhythm with bizarre fist fakes, confusing her reflexes when taking shot after shot at her leg. With unyielding focus, I beat the tender skin of her thigh with kicks like a well-oiled meat tenderizer, the stretch of my own groin muscle also suffering.

Dribbles from my nose spilled blood down my chest onto the mat, painting a slickness beneath our feet. The metallic flavored goo gurgled in the back of my throat, and I wanted to spit free my mouthguard and guzzle the strongest proof of some sort of dark alcohol to curb its stain on my tongue. I made a mental note that Colt make a liquor run once I settled into the featherbed in our hotel room.

As Katrina and I tiptoed on light feet ‘round the cage, I’d give side glances to Colt. Once finding his foot standing in the seat of my stool with his elbow resting on a knee, his mouth taut behind the hand his rested over his lips. Assessing. Strategizing. Criticizing?

Another moment his forearms interlocked over his beating chest, toes tapping in a wide stance, and even a barely traceable half-smile sitting across his face. Just knowing he was there, close to me, only a few arms-lengths away should danger really arrive, slowed the pace of my overbeating heart. I’d win this for him. For me, of course. But, it was decided nevertheless that Katrina’s very first loss tonight, would ultimately rally a victory for me, my camp, and my Colton.

As the round ended, Bex felt the buff weight of pressure stalking around her. As I turned, this time much more aware, towards my corner for a rushed break between blows, she smashed both palms to the blades of my shoulder, childishly showing me to the ground. Our ref consumed her with a tight embrace, quite firmly chastising into her ear. Thankfully for the much ,much needed backup, I bounced out of the way for Willow to swallow Tia inside a resisting bearhug, as I attempted to handle Colton’s own bursting of incoherent fury.

“Handle your fuckin’ girl, Tyler! You and I both knew we ain’t here for any shit like that!” My rumbling bear growled across the mat to Kat’s fumbling coach. “I see anything like that again, and me ‘n you may have to borrow this damn cage for a short minute.”

“Hey, hey, hey! Colton, hey. Stop, baby. C’mon! Look at me, I’m good, ok?” I purred and hummed into his hot ear. Hoping some sort of soothing spell would lull some calmness back into his raging eyes.

“COLT, STOP. Shit! Take a deep breath, Colton. Don’t ruin this for me, damn it! I’m fine, babe. I promise.” I was rambling to an empty shell. His spirit was climbing the rafters like a demonic spirt lurking above the darkest shadows. “Please…”

With that simplest plea, the pink of his cheeks reappeared, and his lips relaxed. I think his teeth cracked from the tense of his unbreakable jaws.

He shuddered, as if feeling his spirit mold back into his body, and turned away from Bex and her coach. Placing two firm paws atop my shoulders, he hurried me to a seat, kneeling himself to eye level.

“Beat. Her.” A growl buzzed from the back of his raw throat.

He knew her sideshow had embarrassed me, and if I wouldn’t let him intervene in my honor, I best do it myself.

Colton kissed me. Hard. Teetering the stool on its back legs. And if I couldn’t win this fight with that kind of motivation, I never had a chance to begin with.

The referee had taken some extra moments to scold Katrina for the uncalled for, untimely reaction, and began ushering Tia and Colt towards the cage door.

I hissed an engrossed inhale, focusing best I could to even out the pace of my tottering, rambunctious heart.

But my heart would be the only thing I would slow.

Barely registering the ‘ting’ of our timekeepers bell, I lunged forward sighting in on the nose protruding from the middle of her smug face. The girl hadn’t given a single clear peep at her face the entire match, but it seemed in that moment that fate had tied her hands for the upper hand of my fist.

Her eyes wept instantly at the burn of her nasal bone cracking in half. But that didn’t stop me. My humanity switched long flipped with the scent of a wound, and I was only out for blood no matter the cost. With battered knuckles, and uncontrolled swings, the light of defense dulled behind my opponents’ eyes.

A happen-stance shot deep into the mushy socket of her eye obliterated her focus, and the cage rumbled and rattled when her body fell limber at my feet. Until I was torn from her, and the match was called, I wouldn’t stop the invasive assault and risk any odds of a comeback.

Her head bobbled like a bottle cap rolling over the waves of a high tide ocean, and it seemed the way her eyelashes batted in slow motion that they themselves were even too heavy for her to bear. Our official closely observed her behavior, watching for signs of drooping unconsciousness, and any other medical qualifications for calling the match.

With one roll of my knuckles over her chin, her knee buckled at the bend and sent her tumbling. Trying to resist the inevitable admirably, in true fighters’ fashion, Katrina’s feeble, worn down body emptied of any overcoming abilities. Tears began to twine with red leaking down her face when the ring ref signaled to the timekeeper, calling the bout.

TKO.

Colton’s obsessing pride, uncontainable joy, and earnest tears of content dissipated whatever inkling of patience he was born with, and he kicked his lead foot into the cage door, bending loose the hinges to get to me. As my left hand was raised in baffling triumph, he pulled it right back into his own, sliding back into to place the sparkling gemstone on my ring finger.

Colton’s sentimental tears turned loose into an unbroken stream, his chest choking free chuckling sobs as he folded at the knee, and buried his reddening face into the pumping breaths of my belly. I could feel his mumblings vibrate into me, and his mouth movements tickling the bare skin above my waistband. Pulling him free and seeking his face, I combed through his shagged hair with giggling of my own.

“Baby. Hey! What is it, Colt?!”

I adored the way his smile danced with his tears, the odd coupling a beautiful one.

“You are fucking amazing, Liv Elliott! And fuck me for ever thinking you didn’t belong here.”

With an eager, rising fever to kiss his forever gorgeous lips, I cupped his face and willed him into me. His hands wormed under the crook of my arms and suddenly the ground disappeared from beneath my tired feet. No protest present, I hooked the clutches of my legs about his abdomen, and captured him. If I had any breath in me after the battle, he would’ve sucked it clear from my lungs with his smothering display of a kiss. I heard cameras snapping, analysts and fellow writers begging my name for a statement, but all the world might as well have been a foreign, unpopulated wonderland where only my soul and his could survive.

The fusing of his plush-skinned mouth with my own lit my spirit on fire, and I considered dragging him to the courthouse first thing the following day to marry him on the spot, just to be able to pair his own name with the word ‘husband’.

“Do your thing, champ. They wanna hear from you,” Colton plopped me down to meet to ground. “I’ll be right here. Always”

He eased himself backwards, dismissing himself from the sight of cameras and attention, pushing me to bathe in the limelight of the results of my hard work. He may not have been holding my hand in the literal sense, but the glow of his cheery cheeks as he watched me share the rundown from my point-of-view with the newspapers comforted me. I spied Tia even chatting at his side, with some strange sentiment resembling a genuine smile, as my parents weaved through the aisles.

Standing in my own portrayal of center stage, feeling the gratifying weight of his diamond promise on my finger, his last name soon-to-be mine on the wrist of my blood-stained gloves, and the unpredicted win of an MMA bout under my belt, there weren’t enough words in a Webster to define my state. Whether things would never be the same again, I knew all change would be for the better with the treasure of my Colton tucked in my back pocket for cherished keeping. With a determined heart, a driving passion, and maybe a few more callouses on my hands than before, I would strap down and relish in the ride to come. Lots of work, even more play, and back to The Grind.

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[mackenziebrooks23]

Ignite The Fire

Chapter 14- The Comeback

A few people had come up to me and talk to me. They would tell me good luck and that I got this. Roman even told me that he was proud of me for pushing myself to get back in the ring. I smiled and told everyone thanks, that told me anything. I had put my knee brace on my left knee when Seth had walked up. He asked" You sure you are ready for this?", I said" Yeah for the most part", Seth replied" Just promise me that I don't have to carry you out of the ring again", I said" I promise Seth. Let's go kick some ass, partner". Giving him a bitch look. Seth smirked and he knew that I was putting on a show. Mean we had to since we were backstage and at work. I let out a breath and watched as Seth headed to the doorway to walk out to the crowd. He looked at me once last time before he had to go out. He walked out and let the crowd have what they wanted. They wanted this match to happened so they were going to get it. 

I stood in the back waiting for Seth's music to stop playing. I kept moving side to side so that I would stay loose for our match. My music played and I went out on the part like I always do. I did my signature pose and walked down to the ring. Mike Rome announced" And his tag team partner from Davenport Iowa........Ryleigh Storm!!". I smiled as I went to both sides of the entrance ramp and slapped the hands of fans. Michael Cole spoke" It has been two years since Ryleigh has stepped foot in a wrestling ring since tearing her ACL", Corey said" The feeling of the WWE universe wanting her to do this is nothing compared to what she is feeling. Plus she has Seth Rollins as her partner, the one who carried her out of the ring when she received her injury", Renee added in" They must have so many emotions running through their bloodstream, epically Seth". I jump onto the ring apron and flipped over the top rope. Once I flipped I did my signature pose again.  I walked over and stood beside Seth waiting for our opponents to come out. They came out to their music and walked towards us. Mike Rowe said" Their opponents the team of Andrade Cien Almas and Zelina Vega!!"

They got into their corners to talk. Seth whispered" I'll start it if you want me to", I spoke," Maybe I wanted to start it". We kinda argued over it and we decided to do rock, paper, scissors for it. I won like I always do. Seth didn't argue and he let me stay in the ring. Zelina stood across from me. The ref called for the bell and it went ding. We both hopped around the ring for a bit and then locked up. Zelina kept punching me on the left side of my ribs and I let go of her. I held my side as Zelina went and bounced off the ropes to come back to me. I saw her coming and I gave her a back elbow. I turned and saw her laying on the mat covering up her mouth. I started kicking her and the ref told me to stop. I backed up and I threw my hands to tell him I stopped. He checked on Zelina and let me continue. Once she saw me coming she scooted back into her corner and tagged Andrade in. Knowing the rules of the mix match tag match. I backed up and I let Seth take it from there. I climbed through the ropes and stood there to watch.

I kept calling and hyping Seth up so that he could get some momentum to come to tag me in. Because during the commercial break Andrade pushed him into the LED post. Then Zelina smacked Seth in the face. That pissed me the absolute fuck off. First I am the only can smack him in the face. Well not like that we are together, but no one else should smack him. Once that happened I started walking towards Zelina, but the ref told me to get back in my corner. She kept talking shit when the ref told me that. I talked shit to saying watch what happens when we get back in the ring. I climbed back on the apron and held onto the rope. Andrade kept punching and kicking Seth. I kept calling for Seth as Zelina kept hollering at Andrade for doing a good job. Seth had popped up and started for Andrade. They both had a similar idea and bounced off of each other. Landing on the mat hard.

Soon Seth and Andrade were laying in the middle of the ring. I held out my hand so that Seth could tag me. Zelina was doing the same thing for Andrade. Seth got up and leaped to tag me in. I stepped into the ring and eyed Zelina. Andrade tapped Zelina in and she climbed into the ring. Zelina trashed talked to me and slapped me. I smiled and dusted where she slapped me. She was shocked and started running. I pulled her by the hair and slammed her into the mat. I flicked my hair and smiled. I was enjoying this entire thing. Renee Young said" Ryleigh is on fire! I've never seen her this active". Zelina got up and came at me with a punch. I dodge it and tripped her. We kept going at it. Zelina busted my lip and I could taste the blood. I knew my lip would be swollen in the morning. I was about to finish her off when Andrade got back up on the apron. He was trash-talking ref trying to distract him. Andrade also kept talking to try to distract me. I got tired of it and I turned towards him. I called to tell the ref to move. 

I gave Andrade an outfielder's elbow, and Michael Cole said" Outfielder Elbow!!!''. Andrade was still hanging onto the rope and Seth super kicked him off. Michael Cole spoke," Ooh a super-kick to Andrade". Seth trash-talked Andrade and didn't see that Zelina came up behind him. She kicked me in the side and knocked me back towards the ropes. So that I was not even close to Seth. Zelina then threw Seth out of the ring and trashed talked him. I was in their corner agonizing in pain. Because of all the soreness that was starting. With Zelina distracted, I climbed up to the second rope. Waiting for my moment to strike.

While I was up there, my nightmare started to make it's an appearance in my head again. I shook my head because I was stronger and I fought through it. Once Zelina turned around to face me, I jumped and kicked her in the face. This time I landed like I was supposed to. Michael Cole said" Omg! That move is how Ryleigh destroyed her knee!", Corey Graves responded" Ryleigh made sure not to make that mistake again", Renee Young called" The uproar kick connected perfectly!!!!! Zelina has to be out". I staggered a bit and looked to see that Zelina was in the middle of the ring. She had her stomach to the mat.  I turned and started walking towards Zelina. 

Renee Young said" What's Ryleigh thinking here?", and I knew what I was thinking. I stood over Zelina and bent down. I had one knee on the mat beside Zelina. The other knee was bent with my foot on the mat. I grabbed Zelina's right wrist with my left hand. Next, I bent her wrist back so it was up against her back. I wrapped my other arm around her chin and grabbed my left wrist. Then I started bending Zelina's upper body back.  Zelina kept saying "No no no", trying to get free. Micheal Cole said," The Storm Warning is locked in, will Zelina tap?". The ref kept asking Zelina if she is going to tap. She kept saying no and I bent her back a little bit more.

With that Zelina started tapping the mat. I heard the bell and the ref told me to let go. I let her go and stood up. I gave her a disgusted look as she rolled out of the ring. Mike Rowe announced," Here's your winner by submission, the team of Seth Rollins and Ryleigh Storm!!!". Seth had climbed back into the ring and walked on the other side of the ref. The ref took our wrists and raised them high. Corey Graves spoke" That is the most impressive effort I've ever seen", Michael Cole added" With this victory will it give Seth Rollins more motivation towards Wrestlemania when he faces Finn Balor?", Renee Young chimed in" It most certainly will Michael and an even better question will we see Ryleigh in the ring again because like Corey said she was impressive tonight". 

The ref dropped our hands and we rolled out of the ring. We walked up the entrance ramp. As Michael, Corey, and Renee talked about the rest of the night. Seth put his hand on my shoulder as we continued walking. He pulled me close and whispered," I'm proud of you", I said" Thanks and I kept my promise", he replied," Thank you for keeping it". I smiled and I kept checking my lip to see if was still bleeding. We got in the back and sat down. The trainers came over to check me out. Seth stayed to the side to let the trainers do their work. They tapped up the left side of my ribs. They said to take it easy for a couple of days. I nodded my head and they walked away. Seth said" How you feel?", I said," I feel good for getting back out there, but damn I forgot how much getting punched in the ribs hurt". Seth laughed and stayed by my side as I walked to the locker room. Becky saw us and hustled over. She said" I'll take it from here Seth", and Seth let her take over. I walked into the locker room.

#wrestling #wwe raw #writing #fanfic #seth rollins

[manjuhitorie]

Hitorie’s various antics + bonus bursts of trivia - Mid June-July 2019

I’ll begin this long digest with news of ygarshy’s recent involvements! Because he has been dipping his toes into a few pools of waters and his bass is *chef’s kiss* precious.

It’s been disclosed that he played for the song ‘Shadow Tag’ on Ken Kamikita’s new album! Kamikita is a singer songwriter, also once known as KK, who belches out vivid vocals from his diaphragm while the substructure of skilled technique is there as instrumentals, holding it together sturdy. His songs are very thought-provoking alone, yet music isn’t his only reign as he writes scripts for his shows, he puts careful consideration into his visuals: and abracadabra! ygarshy is continuing to be supporting Wasureranne yo with concerts for the summer.Concurrent reports consist of ygarshy smiling, poker facing to hide his smile, yet his smile seeping out because of Shibata’s noble passion for music. Shibata will do risqué shouts or gatling release the word "sex" out of his mouth, when which yg will subtly sip his water in a means to dodge, or just knifesharp glare at him. I love these drunken bards. Wasureranee yo's twitter posts clips of them performing after ever show also!

Also Wasurerannee yo with The 50 Kaitenz↑ good. June 8th was the Kankaku Pierrot x Hitorie concert, which was originally meant to be a joint show for their tour, yet was now turned into a jamboree of respects and thunder... Rie themselves were unable to attend yet Kan-ero nevertheless performed a cover of Ao, Polaris, and clenched a spiritual presence...! The cover of Ao is a tear trenchcoat I'm a trench of water... Kan-ero so good...

I was finally able to tell Shinoda-san that “These lyrics are way too long.”. For the sake of today I had to spend the whole week sleeping on the couch, as my bed is practically buried by all the alphabet He wrote, yet still I simply want to thank him for leaving us with so many words. They’re really all so cool. I’m sorry for being unable to sing them well. Let’s meet up again soon. The photo shows a large cloth-covered bed-like surface strewn with printout papers of World End Dancehall, Montage Girl, Imperfection, and Senseless Wonder lyrics.... Because..... The setlist for Village Man’s Store’s concert on 6/13 went like this. 1. Senseless Wonder 5. Montage Girl 7. Imperfection 13. Ao Encore 1: World’s End Dancehall

Thanks for coming to our show, “The Holy Land Pilgrimage - Village Man’s Store VS Hitorie”! Utmost love and gratitude goes out to Hitorie and all of you who made this day possible. P.S. Hitorie, cheers to doing even more with you in the future. From vocalist: Mizuno Gii. Mizugi “I sent Shinoda-san a LINE message reading “I'm going to be playing this song and this song and this song and~~... at the next show”. And normally right, you’d think someone’d reply “Sorry ‘bout making you do this” right? Yet Shinoda replied “Why’re you doin’ that many lololol” Han (drummer): “He laughed at you" After all is said and done, have y'all properly purchased 'Tsuiraku, Kurushiku wa Lucky Strike’ yet or what. It’s fire isn’t it

((I hate(love) how Mizugi has (14 years old pun) in his profile, (63 years old) in this MV while dressing up as a slanky old man, and is actually 31 years old.)

When is the rain going to stoppp

There's a lot of people who dislike Weezer's Green Album but I like Green Album Is it cause the music takes such a different turn? Reply from Saito Shinya, the vocalist and producer of ONIGAWARA: The drums suddenly neatened up so it hit by surprise. Also Matt Sharp left. SND: Ahhh so it’s because of Matt Saito: Fans of their first-second album’s more squishy sound went into denial I think

I can’t believe 'Sayonara Dake ga Jinsei da' isn’t here *The late 90's band 'Eastern Youth’ has uploaded the majority of their discography unto music streaming sites. Except for the niche EP which SND is fond of, but all their albums are cool so zipper your lips and open your eyes shuuush!

Is Tanktop Shoutai's new video out yet They're a posse of blurred out faces with burlesque bases. Their current series is one where they dress up as Yugioh characters, roleplay them with accurate voices and cult-like enthusiasm, before the instigation of the series’ famous ~Shadow Games~ together. Which are all uhh, epic card games, yeah, like tabletop Jenga or  or Mariomaker or electric Russian roulette, pick them up like they’re Kuribos. It’s a riot.

 I’m sure I’ve said this for the umpteenth time now but, my favorite album from syrup16g is “delayed" syrup16g are an indie band who began in 1993 and keep resurging again to pop off. With performances in Budoukan and high Oricon points on their back. This pivotal album of theres is mellow with whimpering instruments and ephemeral sounding visuals and it's really nice, thank you SND.

Media outlets have been making misleading headlines like “A manga opposing the legalization of euthanasia”, and I bet there’s a lot of people are blindly dissing Death Harassment now Death Harassment is a comic written by Yoshida Yori, challenging the problems which could come with euthanasia, and a society which might pressure departure unto the unwilling. Euthanasia has been becoming a uproarious subject in Japan, ever since a woman fled to Sweden because she suffered brain diseases, and wanted to die while still preserving her sanity and dignity. People are now starting to welcome the prospect and yearn for a mercy fate but, please consider the demerits and the demoralization also, is the message. I translated the comic for fun also here.

This evening as I was eating soba alone, in front of me were a middle-aged couple throwing curses at each other with sullied mouths, but by the time I finished my soba they were smiling together. I think that’s perfectly peachy. That reminds me, I ate 4 whole eggs today. I think I ate too much.

My habit of getting the urge to play with people only at this time of the day, is really bad.  Posted at 3 AM JST.

Yumao, also at 3~ AM JST.  Bubble milk tea for sensible people has been gaining traction on twitter but, the fact that it's not Chinese tea milk tea is the nonsense to me. There was a post about purchasing uncooked tapioca pearls at a Seijou Ishii (an exotic super market chain), and putting them inside of a convenience store bought bottle of cheap tea. Budget bubble tea.  In regards to Yumao’s comment, the Chinese oolong tea is such a standard I’m assuming he’s referring to that. Is this more flavor wars, the civil wars over various flavors of integrated foods from equal or same brands is rampant throughout Japan’s domestic history. It’s kinoko VS. takenoko etc. Why such fervor over flavor YUMA

I gotta buy toothpaste I can’t sleep whatsoever so I thought if I drank I would get sleepy but I drank and it’s somehow backfired by revitalizing me so now I got no idea what the fuck to do, I’m screwed I’m screwed I know that feeling when your stomach is in a frenzy, too well

I haven’t heard the term “moe” used in a while I kinda want to go heavy on it now Replies: "Shinoda you’re moe” “Shimoeda” “Your expression when you got kicked was so moe" (He was kicked by yg during SLEEPWALK ref: the 6/1 report)” “The term moe technically d- (*The definition copypasta-ed from wikipedia*).” Within a split second replies have already turned into hell so I’m putting the lid back on moe, please forgive me Damn it’s hot.

I saw Tokyo Syoki Syodo in concert for my first time today. It was the best. I seriously thought I was gonna burst into tears. It might be a long time since I was last this excited to see a band live - it's been a long time since I even saw a concert live but still,,, I was surprised by how much of the lyrics to Saisei Button I subconsciously remembered. It just shows that Tokyo Syoki Syodo's songs are that good. They are a group who indulge in the typicality of cutesy culture, instagram filters, sparkling make-up, and all while flexing the power to whack you with whamming hard rock. He mentioned them again in his June 9th twitcast also, calling them natural and epiphanic to how bands can just be just as they are. I have no doubts that this is my top-played song these past few months. This is my anthem. -Saisei Rock, their most recent music video, check it out! I don’t even know how many years I’ve lived at this point but it’s not commonplace to find a song this great. 

This example will only be understood by super like-minded folk, but I haven’t felt this way since I got obsessed with Sakasama Cider. 

He’s expressed countless times how much he likes this song and the artist, Gucha Gucha's, Though the story behind SND’s partiality may be ultimately uncertain, it can be easily understood from one listen. The guitarist and cofounder of the Gucha Gucha’s, Shimoyaka, borrowed Shinoda’s guitar for their first live. Chikyuu Monogatari chapter 3 uses Shimoyaka as a model.  Shimoyaka has posted porn on forums, getting banned from youtube, he was on a team with infamous Shotacon Kurage, here’s SND’s cover of Sakasama Cider playing over the team, nowadays he does retro~modern gaming livestreams or his own cooking episodes because he got kicked off a cooking show, he slipped at the Niconico Douga Game Party, he’s videos are quite civil now though Shinoda even joined him for a stream and is watching them often.  Shinoda on the July 9th live said not verbatim “When I heard Sakasama Cider and ‘Sad Delay-chan’’ live, I was amazed by Shimoyaka that he can actually make good songs. Justice doesn’t have to be one-sided~ Gucha Gucha’s are unrefined and shitty and helpless, but then they bounce back up with a sudden good song and it’s irresistible. I’m always yearning to meet those sort of exciting experiences. 

We are people who clench our fists until our palms are red with blood, and we keep going on singing. Though we tend to forget it

Happy birthday ygarshy!! ygarshy's birthday is on June 17th and I hope you celebrated. SND’s birthday is also on June 6th. And I Hope. If not they can still be celebrated 365/24. Because even SND had proceeded to tweet these words of celebration at…. 12 o’ clock AM June 18th. Right when the clock changed!!

Look at this simultaneous trickery. Then Yumao RT-ed them both. I love you Rie… I love you so much...

I liked when Brocken Jr. was hit by Prisman's rainbow shower and super fucking glowed. (Timestamp 1:38) Also Mariposa’s victory pose was freakish-, ly cool (Timestamp 3:14) Kinnikuman is branded as Ultimate Muscle foreignly, if you recognize it! This youtube video is is a short promo reel celebrating the 40th anniversary of the series, Yudetamago has been in it for the long haul and is well honored by the lords of the wrestlers.

Wooooooooooah

I wanna eat a negitoro bowl Raw tuna and scallions plomped on top of a bowl of rice The special issue of Kinnikuman, I didn’t think it would put me on the verge of tears like this. Chairman takes way too many goods to the table. Plus everyone is cheerfully chit-chatting about how absolutely maniacal of a character Robin Mask is. Robin Mask really is one loony mister. Most characters are weirdos on thin ice but Robin Mask is in a whole different league of weirdo so,,, Also for the 40th anniversary, an original episode was spotlighted in the 29th issue of Shounen Jump magazine. and taken for another spin! Chairman, AKA Harabote Muscle, had an emotional arc in it too. Robin Mask I'm guessing is as rambunctiously malicious as ever in it.

The final episode of Sarazanmai had me bawling like a baby.

A photo of the possession of Kinnikuman -Supermen Dictionary-.

futurrrrrrrreee funnnnnnnnnnnk

I spent about 4 hours dancing alone in the club I am a party person Party people(パリピ is just ENG articulated into JP)* is a slang which means just that. It’s believed to have been originally popularized by a song called Let’s Party People from Illmania. Since then it’s curved to hold different nuances for all kinds of different people also. It can indicate ‘avid partygoers' or ’normies’ or it can just be for people who’re having a good time.

Puuuuuuussssshhhh! An issue of 100M, an upcoming shounen manga by the author Uoto. It's bout a runner who’s world revolves around his sport and nothing other, who then meets a boy who runs only to forget the troubles of the rest of the world. The story spurts off from there. 笑顔いっぱい！ https://youtu.be/QXuGweSMxUI @YouTubeさんから ときめきメモリアル　キャラソング【おサカナになりたい～1000wに願いを～】～虹野沙希～（TokimekiMemorial music） https://youtu.be/rV16KgKKUi8 @YouTubeさんから YUNG BAE - Fly With Me https://youtu.be/BWgQvj0Nd_U @YouTubeさんから TenmaTenma - September https://youtu.be/6VsJgk5Qw6s @YouTubeさんから ~~~A slew of various song recommendations~~~

People that're posting pics of ramen while talking about being on a vegan diet, and people who gang up on them both, aren't they all becoming a clusterfuck of boringness without even heed to their actions

People who were peacefully posting their favorite music until suddenly bursting blustery onto the net, ain’t that the definition of emotional instability SND are you heeding your own actions Seven-eleven when are you gonna sell microwavable mugimeshi (rice with boiled barley mixed in) Task-san (a trusty companion of all of Rie’s, and an even more lovable animator who runs most of Minaken): *Replied to SND with a photo of Seveneleven brand microwavable mugimeshi*  SND: So they do have it

As I was frying some fried eggs, it hit me, people who heedlessly throw heavy words at other people tend not to let anyone else complain about the heavy weights they themselves may put onto other people huh.. But actually that’s not necessarily true so whatever

I just recently caught up with Murata-sensei’s version of One-Punch Man but, thanks to the insanity of the quality level, Tatsumaki has gotten so sexy I burst out laughing See: ONE VS. Yusuke Murata 

Clever folks, I’m positive you could figure out who my favorite One Punch Man characters are. There’s two of them.  The answer is King and Unlicensed Rider Oops there’s Zombieman too

I’ve noticed that washing ashtrays squeaky clean seems to put me in a better mood The Marías - Cariño youtu.be/QHVp9xiUr9U @YouTubeさんから The Marias are soo good The 3 monkies game, the host is so cockeyed that I’m laughing out loud I think he’s talking about サルヂエ(Sarudie), a quiz show about 3 people donned in hyper-realistic monkey attire, overseeing the “homo sapiens” as they try to solve unique questions. Which are usually twists on daily life concepts, find the difference, or digesting puns on pop culture. The word Sarudie(猿知恵) itself refers to something which seems profound but is actually simple and shallow, like monkey business etc, and the hosts are spoofs of The Three Wise Monkeys, while they hooked in a lot of famous figures to be the quiz undertakers. I want the DVDs. Though if SND is talking about a different 3 monkey game then I’m oopsie-doopsie. I heard a voice for the first time in a while

I can feel my manga-artist muscles crippling

nico.ms/sm35308083?ref… #sm35308083 #ニコニコ動画 It’s here!!!!!!!!!! Ref his tweet from earlier 'Is Tanktop Shoutai's new video out yet’. So if any youtuber works with a band on a music video then everyone’s going to assume they’re Starmie next I guess A recent cause of discourse was the twitter account A Starmie Who Wants to Quit My Band(@shhf9kr)*. It originally was suspected of being the side-account of KANA-BOOM's bassist, Meshida, due to the timing of the account's appearance and the unsettling content. Meshida had gone missing for about a week’s time, much to relief he’s returned home, but upon return he’s now taking a break from the band to heal from pressure/anxiety… Which is a huge worry in itself (On top of Alexandros’ drummer going on hiatus because of physical issues and then MONGOL800.....) though for now we only have the power ease his soul.. BUT ANYWAY - This Starmie twitter account tweeted “I’m so far gone with band work that I’ve devolved into a Starmie. ~~~~ I feel so disgusting.” on the exact same date as the dilemma. As the situation progressed the details Starmie revealed about financial problems and wage didn’t match up with KANA-BOOM, so they’ve continued to suspected to be SEKAI NO OWARI, now signing salient as someone named Ishihidari from BASEMENT TIMES, the writer of a snazzy sassy J-Rock blog and band of that same name. Shinoda here is a direct reaction to Starmie’s recent tweet under the lines of “I hate having to work with a youtuber.” Yeah SND you're 100% right, it's now on the radars of us curious critters. Why is the J-rock scene such a pain hoho. I bought new shorts but it’s chilly out today so I’m in a sort of pickle

I tried out lo-fi hiphop style for a change of pace and I ended up making songs I get to feel like I’ve done good work as easy as fast-food, lo-fi hiphop is good Maybe this is fine, we have flowers here (The word in the insta video means "to hide from the rain")

I don’t wanna add screentones

He used a southern accent on this, unlike his usual slurry casual city boy tone. I notice that southern JP seems to simplify the connotation of tone by omitting certain sounds or replacing them with vowels and then they’ll proceed to make the whole phrase more musical, it’s like ending your sentences with a “~” but it’s a whole accent done that way~ vowels are cute, gimme more~ Or maybe not idk It’s a hardship to even work on my manga because of my back pains, people who’ve actually wrecked their back must go through serious hell Kobayashi Doumu (*ref: later in this post): *sends SND a photo of himself hospitalized with crutches and bandages for his back* I was watching Kura-kyun’s stream but, does that guy actually still live in Aichi…? This seems like a rabbit hole I don’t want to dip my toes so I’ll take a step back but… Shotacon Kurage is a long time streamer who seems to get up to a lot of unfavorable antics. のどちんこって呼び名、いくらなんでもメチャクチャ過ぎないか No matter how you put it, isn’t the nickname “throat schlong” just a little too messed up Kids super often call the uvula part of the mouth by that nickname I don’t like the rain because I can’t go out drinking

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One mustn’t slack off on their self-care The drawing says “Shoulder pains”.

シノダ「地球物語 35話 – BABYBABYの夢 – 」 | MEETIA After a 2 month break period, the 35th issue has been topped off. It’s full of all the ideas and memes I’ve accumulated over the whole 2 month span, so please if you may, take it easy on me. And please give it a read. Shinoda “Chikyuu Monogatari: Chapter 35 - Dreams of BABYBABY - meetia.net/manga/shinoda-… #meetia 

Shiohigari, fantastic artist of 1 panel light-heavyhearted gags, girls who share their feelings and a Picasso-esque mascot named after himself. He also happens to share many interests with SND and a decade-long historic friendship with him: That part there, that’s the Robin Mask moment! During the Survivor Match for the Kinniku Throne Arc, the match against Kinnikuman Zebra and Parthenon!  SND: I’ve been exposed Trivia: ●The title "Dreams of BABYBABY” is a reference to the song by TANUKI of the same name. SND’s interest in future funk grows. ●The Chikyuu Monogatari chapter has a parallel to a Kinnikuman scene. When that manga went on hiatus for 3 months due to an illness of the author's, right in the middle of a fight scene's cliffhanger, he returned and doubled-down on it. By making the characters do this:

And SND’s comic has this parallel:

“Wake up!” “Please excuse me. How could I not get sleepy after being left here for 2 months….”“Are we allowed to say this stuff, I’m sorry Yudetamago-sensei.” ●Please keep having fun Shinoda-sensei.

I made 10 lo-fi hiphop songs *They’re magnificent and they’re incoming, check his Instagram for the ongoing bonanza! https://www.instagram.com/snd_vs_snd/  Laundry is so draining  Harassment sentences are going to such extremes that now it’s as if they’re the one’s doing the harassment meow, said the kitten who’s sleeping next to me There’s not actually any kitten sleeping next to me: it’s the imaginary friends in my head

What an article. Don’t be releasing things like this into the world. Do they have no dignity, mishandling words while trying to write about the subject of words.  Emo, in terms of usage and genre, has especially been through a lot of change. But upholding only the era you lived in and then proceeding to feel nostalgia and begrudging the next generation for being different is amazing in itself, not to mention their absolute subjectivity combined with presumptuous usage of “Us”. 

Or, so had spoke the kitten sleeping next to me... In reference to his retweet of this article: https://letters-to-you.life/emoi It’s a petty, convoluted text rebuking the masses for a simplicity and resisting the implacable evolution of language. The word “emoi” in Japan (which is super equivalent to the English "emo") is transforming from not only the emo band subculture or a descriptive of emotional experiences, but also to mean the likes of an adjective for any emotion-evoker and the author is uhhh conservative. Let us get emotional over things!! wowawa lived through all the evolution also and he’s still an enthusiastic user of all definitions of “emo” too...

I’ve been cooking nukaduke at home recently and all I have to say is that home-cooked nukaduke is the best. 

Trivia: Yumao lives together with his super duper saikou cool mother, Yurika.

My nukaduke paste is getting better and better, and the pickles I’m making are amazing. I need to consider cutting back on the salt a bit though.

Ah nukaduke is emo

Yumao has nowset his location to nukaduke, hunger ensues

Kobayashi Doom congrats on a good run & Congrats on the new issue #SupportForLet’sMeal

The picture shown is SND’s face was drawn in the background of Meshi ni Shimashou(Let’s have some food!), a manga by Kobayashi Doom. It’s a story which digs into the lives of a a manga artist and her assistant, who bask in the dying embryos of production and then cook meals with crazy twists or gimmicks to restore their “MP”. There’s an official sneak-peak preview of it here! It’s only available in JP though… If you like the look of it please feel free to yell at your local manga provider to officially translate it, Kobayashi Doom is someone SND is so undeniably influenced by. Especially their series Negi nee-san. A webcomic about a surreal girl drowned in surreal antics. It’s usually rooted in nonsense and that’s the grandest appeal. The visuals consist of copy-pasted collages, intricate professional art dynamics, cute girls, to stoic jokes such as “’seven eleven is an integer so seven & I is a complex number” and mostly references to mathematics or science or Jojo. The most parroted one is “Yes” “Not yes”. Also worthy of mention is that things resembling Negi-neesan’s various nameless beasts will show up as backdrop etc. in SND’s manga Chikyuu Monogatari. And most importantly here, there’s even a comic about Shinoda on that link, with the Let’s Meal characters! It reads: Madare ”Who's that?" Omega "From the band 'Hitorie',His name is Shinoda and he seems to be a zealous fan of mine, (sign reads: zealous whatever food hall) He told me he wants me to experience his recent works so he sent me the mp3"Madare “Ooh Isn’t Hitorie that [insert amazing praise here]“. Omega “Look, he’s even wearing a Negi-T (Negi-nee-san’s surreal brand) in this video” (Reference: In the Talkie Dance MV he wears this one) Woah　Click-click Omega “So now, I’ve listened to it 100 times but in sheer honesty I don’t know anything about rock besides the band Ningen Isu so I thought I’d use this comic as an equivalent of an answer to him, a sort of "guess my feelings" quiz. Madare “I see you're popping your conman skill again. (You’ve even beaten me with that skill before )” “I’ve been eavesdropping. Time to cook a meal and get together with him” Omega “I like it." *The chorus lyrics to Hitorie's NAI from ai/SOlate are written on the top left corner, Kobayashi Doumu on the right, and the beastly text written next to the youkai-looking Shinoda in slide one I believe is an feisty ateji encrypting ‘For Shinoda’. SND replied to that comic too! Saying “Even insane miracles can happen huh, Doom-sensei thank you so much!! No this is seriously sick, wtf…." Q.E.D. Kobayashi Doom is strangely important for SND’s character development.

This isn’t specifically concurrent with my current feelings but The text on the video reads “I like you I like you!l I snuck a glance at myself in the mirror and my back has a hunch far worse than I even imagined SND’s RT:  ONE BY ONE RECORDS, the indies label, is hanging up the hat after 12 years of service…. Ahhhh… Congrats and good luck on future ventures oh employees..  Key to this article is the band, JONNY. A Weezer cover/original group of which, a certain familiar chestnut-headed rock hero played for. I’ll save the stories of the explorations into that beloved dark past dungeon for another day but, yes, click that link and you’ll see, that glasses fella is a young Shinoda in the flesh.  I woke up in the middle of the night. Have a listen to this if you plan to go to bed anytime soon. instagram.com/p/BzV23p6HpRl/… Written on the drawing is “Poyashimi”, which simply means “Oyasumi (Good night)". It was originally just a misspell due to “O” and “P” being so close on standard keyboards but, it’s cute so it’s been adopted in it’s own rights. Can been paired with “Pokita (= Okita = I just woke up)” in the morning. Cute. I wanna go to the beach instagram.com/p/BzawsWGHaGg/…

I wrote MUNEYAKE but I myself don’t have any muneyake heartburn, that’s all there is to it I couldn’t make the bubble tea visible without making the emblem on the hat invisible, and just fought a weird-ass battle with this https://www.instagram.com/p/Bzh7fqRnkBQ/?igshid=1hmx49pswt6ns … “Yasumi" means like “take a breather"

I recorded drums for Sasaki Sayaka’s song, the ending theme for 'Ultraman Taiga’. I used a big and powerful setup for this. The broadcasts start on 7/6. I can’t wait. Also Taro's son is crazy. Ultraman Taro's son is the main character of this new spinoff tokusatsu series! The ending song is called “Hitotsubishi” and will premiere along the first episode, I’ll update this if an official video arrives later, so we can listen to it! I watched the first episode of Taiga, I’m think I’m gonna cry.

This morning a drunken me slipped while walking down the stairs, and turned into the Kinnikuman side of the Kinniku-Buster. My butt hurts. Smack down on the floor, legs aflight.

colormal’s concert was downright fantastic, everybody listen to colormal https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gJ83BZ_BIHA&feature=youtu.be

colormal, a galvanized nerd who turned his hobby into a hopping constitution for his livelihood, his quest for the alternative rock. He makes music alone and he’s namely even inspired by Shinoda’s past solo project “cakebox”. He’s bound to mention a cakebox song in his interviews, on top of a whopping list of other western or indie bands. His music itself has flows of climaxes into unfluctuating concord and it’s either guitar or guitar with pretty effects and I enjoy it SND. His filling bassist, Matsuyama, was even thrilled! https://twitter.com/mtymJb/status/1147537998898069504

My body isn’t able to finish even the small size ramen with full toppings. “Mashi” is a trademark menu option of the chain Ramen Jiro. It’s under the lines of “Pile it up”. You can choose to pile up a bit of everything like Shinoda seems to, or you can choose from specific topping such as veggies or meats. If you ever go into such a ramen shop, try shouting “yasai mashi mashi!” or “buta mashi mashi!” for a heap of piggie. 

Tokyo Shoegazer are definite They’re an indies band who had a concert in Shinjuku that day! One of their most recent tweets draws my attention 👀 The wheat and grated yam beef meal at Yoshinoya is delectable but, the sign says the large rice portion and refills are given for free until 11 PM, but when I go there’s a fee on the large portion, how am I supposed to interpret this Reply: I work at Yoshinoya but the free portions and refills is a recent offer, the menus just haven’t been reprinted to represent it… The meal packages generally all have free refills and large rice portions. Shinoda: Thank you. Ref: their ENG menu. Feel free to use this information if you ever get the chance to go to a Yoshidora!!(?) SWEET https://www.instagram.com/p/Bznm6DTH-Gs/ I want to see Siamese Cats live They’re a definite J-rock band who have tinges of psychedelic and a sort of 80’s pop style to their music. They had an outdoor show the day before SND tweeted this, but they also have a 10th Year Anniversary Celebration concert this December. SND GO! Siamese Cats - Escape Eve (Official Video) 2018　　シャムキャッツ - 逃亡前夜 https://youtu.be/5Jtd5nmI0Fc

salad days was on Amazon Prime so I gave it a gander but it was really fucking good. The walking alone Straight Edge scene or at the beginning when everyone was partying together until strange people starting flooding in one by one and the safety of the concert went downhill Or how the terminology “emocore” doesn’t resonate at all with people who were directly associated with it at the outset.

The fact that controversy which we’re still having today has existed since the 80’s is an astonishment
 Also once the Smells Like~ MV wrought the knowledge of crowd-surfing (stage-diving) upon the world, and then the crowd became a flood of stage-divers so much that Fugazi lost his temper, that scene was so good

The joint show with Trouble Funk, when they were reflecting on what became the final Minor Threat show, everyone was vocalizing the horrors, the turmoil of it, yet I laughed when only Ian said it wasn’t that bad

Not disregarding how these types of issues really did exist those days, ultimately the concerts and their music really are awesome, the energy and thrill everyone held was amazing

Formidable figures such as Thurston Moore and Dave Grohl are shown looking back on the past, and then pops in J Mascis with such batshit indifference that I laughed again 
Why does Ian MacKaye not have a Japanese wiki page If it draws your attention here’s the link!:https://www.amazon.com/Salad-Days-Fred-Armisen/dp/B01MAV0YAH I’m not specifically feeling emo https://www.instagram.com/p/BzqVd4wnaOX/?igshid=nhnyzm9vipdi …“emoi”

#ヒトリエ #hitorie #long post #Shinoda played violin in the twitcast yesterday how do I report on this #SHINODA VIOLIN

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WWE Extreme Rules 2019 Review

First match of the night was one that wasn’t announced: Finn Balor vs. Shinsuke Nakamura for the Intercontinental Championship. Nakamura tried to get in Balor’s head early on, but Balor was having none of it. This was a match of stiff striking, both guys beating the crap out of each other.  Nakamura reminded us of his submission prowess early on in this match, which was really nice to see again. At one point, Nakamura did the sliding german suplex that Taiji Ishimori does, which was cool to see. Nakamura followed it up with a Kinshasa, but Balor got the standing double foot stomp. He went for the Coup de Gras, but Shinsuke dodged it and hit a knee to the back of the head, followed by the Kinshasa for the win.

Grade: B. Decent match here, way to short, but hopefully they will have a rematch with a nice time on it. Shinsuke was the right winner here, that IC championship has been on ice for way too long, so a fresh champion could reinvigorate it. As for Balor, no reason why he can’t get a couple wins and move into the main event scene. Good match to start the show. 

Next match on the pre show was Drew Gulak vs. Tony Nese for the WWE Cruiserweight Championship. Both of them were incredibly vicious right whenthe bell rang, battling on the mat and totally laying into each other with strikes. This crowd was completely on Gulak’s side here, as he is a Philadelphia native, which is always an interesting atmosphere. Early on they started to break out some big moves, such as a huge flying lariat from Gulak off the apron. It looked awesome and painful and it was a great way to get the crowd invested. Another spot saw Nese go for a 450 splash, but missed his target and drove his knee into Gulak’s gut, but only a near fall. Nese then tried to hit the package piledriver, but after a bit of struggling, Gulak hit a brutal powerbomb as a counter, but only a near fall. He then hit the Cyclone crash for the win.

Grade: B-. This match was criminally short, and the two never really found their stride, but it was still pretty good. They condensed what felt like a 10 or 15 minute match into maybe 7 or 8, and we were left with mostly just highspots. Gulak was the right winner here, he should have a long reign. Decent match, but I think we all know that they could do better. 

I was shocked to see that the first match of the main card was Shane McMahon and Drew McIntyre vs. Roman Reigns and the Undertaker, no holds barred. For these guys to be curtain jerking is shocking. After Taker entered the ring, they really milked the fans for every bit of cheering that they can do. For some reason, they all still have to tag in and out, despite there being no disqualifications. They all had a bit of time to shine in the begining of the match, with Taker actually looking pretty good and moving well. By the time Taker and McIntyre squared off, the crowd was nice and warmed up, so they were happy to see this big man fight. They actually overbooked Undertaker’s presence a bit, because everyone from Shane, to the ref, to random people around ringside were running scared of him. Taker even got a hot tag and absolutely wrecked both of his opponents. As Taker was about to give Shane a last ride through a table, Elias ran in from the crowd and nailed Taker in the back with a guitar. Reigns ran over to fight him off, but McIntyre sailed in from off screen with a claymore kick to lay him out. Elias tried to get in more offense on Taker, but Taker grabbed him by the throat, only for McIntyre to nail Taker with another claymore. The heels then set Taker up on a table, and Shane gave him the signature elbow drop through the table. During the spot, Taker cut his shoulder on the table. It was a rough spot, and scary to see Taker take it. They then dragged Taker in to the corner and wedged a trash can in with him for the coast to coast, and he hit it! After he did, Reigns flew in on Elias with a superman punch, only for McIntyre to take him down again. Shane pulled Taker back into the middle for the pin, only for Taker to sit up on him. Shane reacted in a great way, and then ate a chokeslam. Elias then ate a chokeslam of his own. They then had an awesome shot where taker was doing his throat slit, and Mcintyre just slowly stood up behind him. McIntyre was waiting for Taker to turn around into a claymore, but Reigns speared him out of it. Taker then grabbed Shane in for a tombstone and won.

Grade: B+. Even though this isn’t as strong of a B+ as most other matches that I have seen, this was a good match. It started off a bit slow and boring, but there were plenty of big moves and spots in that second half to be a great car crash match. Taker looked great here too, he was in great shape. This was honestly his best real match in years, probably since that Hell in a Cell match with Lesnar in 2015. The squash against John Cena was fun, but this was an actual match. Good stuff to Taker, he really held his own here, and the selling of how scary he was made the match all the more better.

Backstage, Seth and Becky were interviewed about their main event. It was corny, they talked about how they got inspiration from various sight seeing spots in Philly. The ending line was kinda good, but I didn’t need to see this.

Then they gave the first advertisement for Raw Reunion, kinda like a redo of the 25th anniversary episode that tanked so hard. Just a bunch of nostalgia in two weeks. Could be fun.

Then we had The Revival vs. The Usos for the Raw Tag Team Championships. Usos cut their obligatory promo and said nothing. Jey and Dawson started with some fast paced grappling. The Revival immediately retreated when the Usos tried for the first superkicks of the match. The Revival worked Jey over during the match, slowing it down in the way that they always like to do. In one awesome heel spot, when Jey was able to fight back a bit, Wilder distracted the ref while Jey made the tag, which allowed them to continue to work on Jey. Eventually, Jey and Dawson tumbled off the top, and Jey gave Jimmy the hot tag. Even still, Jimmy had next to no offense, because Wilder caught him out of the stink faces with a huge powerbomb for a near fall. Dawson even gave Jey a brainbuster at one point, which I though was banned in WWE, but it got no reaction and a near fall. The Revival then hit a great superplex into a splash from Wilder, but Jimmy broke up the pin with a splash of his own. The Usos then went for a suicide dive, but Wilder tripped up Jimmy on the outside, which then allowed The Revival to give Jey a shatter machine after some misdirection, and retain their championships.

Grade: B-. Pretty good match with a shocking finish. I definitely thought the Usos would win here, since the Revival are on their way out. They had a good match that was slow and meticulous, with the heels constantly limiting the offense of the Usos. It was a lot of good heel work with decent action that was mostly slow. You may like this match more if you are into heel work like that, and while I can appreciate it, it can’t carry a match on its own. 

Now, I have never talked about the foreign announcers before, but I have to mention the Hindi announcers. I didn’t understand a word they said, except for at the end, when they posed together with their arms crossed and said “Hindi announcers.” I loved that, I don’t know why, but I did. They totally got themselves over with me.

Then we had Cesaro vs. Aleister Black. This was hard hitting from the second that this match started. They ran circles around the ring, getting in strikes and kicks whenever they could. Cesaro tried to get in Black’s head by mimicing the signature pose, but Black refused to be intimidated. So, Cesaro then tried to counter each of Black’s signature moves, such as pushing him over the top rope when he went for the springboard moonsault. At one point, Black went for a meteroa to a standing Cesaro, but Cesaro actually caught him by the legs, and popped him up for a european uppercut. Throughout the match, Black was focusing on the leg with various kicks and strikes, which later came into play when Cesaro went for another European uppercut and his leg gave out. So, Black put him in a leg bar, only for Cesaro to seemlessly reverse it into a sharpshooter, and then a crossface. Black escaped, and after a bit of a struggle, hit Black Mass for the win. 

Grade: B. The match started out really well and had some hard hitting spots, but ultimately fell on a dead crowd. It was still pretty good, but I think I had my hopes up far too much for this. They worked together pretty well, and fans still got a sense of what Black can do. I can’t wait to see where he goes from here, because Black is money, World Championship material. Also nice to see Cesaro in the midcard again, he is also a great singles wrestler. 

Backstage, Truth and Carmella were looking around for Drake Maverick, and he asked Alexa Bliss if he was in her dressing room, and although he said yes. Carmella then made them leave. Bliss then gave Nikki Cross one of her T-Shirts, which was all torn up. The Street Profits showed up and sowed some uncertainty in the relationship, saying that Alexa Bliss would become the champion. The women insisted that they would be co-champions, and the Street Profits laughed. Cross then screamed at them for it, and said that she would prove them wrong. As they walked away, Angelo Dawkins said that he wants to party with her.

We went right into that match: Bayley vs. Alexa Bliss and Nikki Cross. Cross and Bayley started the match and tore into each other with reckless abandon, but the challengers quickly took advantage and beat Bayley down. Cross and Bliss worked together very well, especially at one point when Bayley fought back when Cross trapped her in the ring skirt, and Bliss gave her a baseball slide to the back of the head to save her partner. At one point, Bayley locked Cross in a leg submission, and then dodged Bliss when she tried to break it up, only for Bayley to then lock Bliss in a crossface in a nice double submission spot. Cross eventually got a tornado DDT to set Bayley up for twisted bliss, but Bayley countered with the knees for the twisted Bliss, and intercepted Cross’s splash with a high knee. She then gave Cross the elbow drop for the win.

Grade: B-. Decent match, nice little story here but nothing too spectacular. I liked the tag team work from Bliss and Cross. Again, I was shocked at the outcome, I thought that we would have Bliss and Cross at Summerslam, but I was happy to see Bayley retain. No turn on Cross at the end of the match either, so that story isn’t done. Honestly, I think that they should go into the Women’s Tag Scene, and actually do something with those belts. Could be a fun story.

Then we had Braun Strowman vs. Bobby Lashley in a Last Man Standing match. Strowman kicked off the match right away by throwing Lashley out of the ring and throwing him around ringside. As Strowman went for his shoulder tackle at ringside, but Lashley countered with a spear, hurting Strowman’s midsection early on. Lashley then took the fight into the crowd, battering Braun with a chair and targeting the ribs. The two fought into the concessions area, and Strowman gave Lashley a suplex into a wall of merchandise. As the two fought back towards the ring, Lashley was able to give Strowman a spear through the barricade, but both men still got back up. Lashley then mimicked Strowman’s shoulder tackle at ringside and tackled him over the German announce desk, dumping it on him afterwards. Strowman retreated into the crowd, and Lashley jumped the barricade to follow him, only for Strowman to take that momentum and throw him into the international announce desks. The two continued to battle into the stands, over an entrance. Braun then opened up a gate, and gave Lashley a powerslam into some production crates. As the ref was counting, we just had a shot of the side of the crate, and around Seven, Strowman burst out of the side of it, and won the match as Lashley stayed down.

Grade: C+. This match was very slow, and the high spots were not nearly high enough to get a good grade. Their brawl in the stands and the finish did elevate the match, but still not enough to be positive. The crowd was really into it though, so good on them. Of course Braun should have won here, and it is making me feel like he and Seth may have a match for Summerslam, or maybe him and Bray. A big win like this should translate into a big Summerslam match, but lets see what happens.

After that we had a quick interview with AJ Styles, nothing really of note was said. Fun to see him as a heel though, he is very imposing. 

Into the tag division, we had New Day (Big E and Xavier Woods) vs. Heavy Machinery vs. The Planet’s tag team champions. Woods and Daniel Bryan started the match, putting on a fast paced match with lots of strikes. Tucker quickly tagged himself in, showing a bit of his prowess, before Rowan quickly tagged himself in and yanked Tucker out of the ring.  The heels worked over Woods, with Bryan yelling “Oh right its no DQ,” and raking away at the eyes. At one point, Heavy Machinery took on Big E, with Otis having him up for a vertical suplex, and Tucker giving a splash for the assist. Rowan later knocked poor Woods out of the ring, giving him a brutal splash, and then holding him up for a flying knee from Bryan. Big E then gave Bryan a spear through the ropes, followed by Otis faking a suicide dive, and instead hitting a splash off the apron. Tucker then nailed everyone with a splash on the outside. They dragged Big E back into the ring for the compactor, but Xavier woods broke it up. They gave Woods a double slam, and then fought off Rowan a bit. They then had Rowan in a double superplex position, and Big E completed the tower of doom. Rowan held on, so BIg E powerbombed both of Heavy Machinery as Bryan made the blind tag. Big E then gave Rowan a superplex, but Bryan flew off the top with a flying headbutt and locked in the Lebell lock. Bryan then tied Big E up as he tried to get to the ropes, eventually letting go because Big E was too much to handle. He lit Big E up with strikes, and Big he got quite into it, begging him for more. He then caught Bryans strike and whipped him into the corner. Bryan did his flip out of the corner, only for Big E to catch him, and with Woods, hit the midnight hour for the win. 

Grade: B+. Another really good match from the Smackdown tag division. There was a lot of good action here, Striking from bryan, comedy and hoss fighting with Heavy Machinery, and some babyface action from New Day. It was fast paced and there was a lot of fun here. I really liked it. I thought that Heavy Machinery would win here, but I am happy for the New Day to get to hold all the gold. Match of the night right here. 

The New Day were about to be interviewed, when Paul Heyman ran by and grabbed the mic. He talked about Brock a bit, before putting himself over as a Philadelphia boy and an ECW man, and said that Brock would be cashing in tonight. He then made it ambiguous as to whether or not he was telling the truth, and walked out. I’m not gonna grade this because it was a short promo, but it was interesting. I know he has been doing this kind of thing on TV, but I haven’t been watching TV, so it was fresh for me. 

Up next was AJ Styles vs. Ricochet for the United States Championship. As Ricochet did his entrance, he did his little flip and the Good Brothers attacked right as he landed. Ricochet looked pissed, but was still willing to fight. The two started to fight, and The Good Brothers were constantly chirping on the outside and causing distractions. An example was when Ricochet had Styles on the outside, but Gallows and Anderson were right up in his face, allowing Styles to take control back. After Ricochet started to get some momentum going, he climbed up to the top rope and gave Gallows and Anderson a dive to the outside. The two men continued to go back and forth in the middle of the ring. At one point, Ricochet went for a slingshot DDT, but AJ countered it into a snap vertical suplex into the corner, hanging Ricochet up a bit. The two continued to trade strikes and even dueled to get a brainbuster, with Styles able to connect with it. The two then battled on the top rope, with Ricochet hanging Styles up on the top rope and then a springboards shooting star press. AJ was about to lose, but he had his foot under the ropes, which Anderson happily pointed that out. Anderson then charged Ricochet on the apron, and got taken out. Ricochet went up for the 630 as the ref checked on Anderson, allowing Gallows to trip him up. AJ then hit the Style Clash from the second rope for the win.

Grade: B. Good match, but they weren’t going all out yet. They were working a bit slower to make time for the interference spots. AJ winning makes sense with his new stable. Ricochet chasing for a while is definitely not a bad thing. I hope that this is not our last time seeing this, because I think that they could put on a match of the year. 

Then we had Dolph Ziggler vs. Kevin Owens. They did their entrances, and they yelled at each other about who’s time it was. Ziggler slapped Owens, and Owens nailed the stunner for the win. He then grabbed a mic, and shot on Shane McMahon. He said that he stands by what he said on smackdown. He was shocked that he wasn’t fired on the way in, and thanks the Undertaker for saving his job. He then told Shane to kiss his ass and go to hell. 

Grade: C-. Meh, a shocking finish and a neutered version of his smackdown promo. Not much here, but it was exciting. But not exciting enough.

Then we had Samoa Joe vs. Kofi Kingston for the WWE Championship. He cut a quick promo being menacing, and then came out to the ring. Kofi started the match with a huge dropkick, and Joe responded with a huge lariat. The beginning of the match was showing Joe’s dominance. They gave Kofi bits and pieces of a comeback, only for Joe to put him the hell down with a huge strike of his own. Joe went as far as working over Kingston’s middle finger, making the announcers and crowd cringe and showing some good psychology and storytelling. They continued to go back and forth, and one point, Kofi went for the Trouble in Paradise, but Joe grabbed him in a Coquina clutch. He turned the submission into a uranagi and then a senton. Joe tried for it again, but Kofi dodged it and hit trouble in paradise for the win.

Grade: C+. This match never really hit its stride. They told a really good story of Joe’s dominance, but we already knew that. And Kofi’s win at the end really felt out of nowhere, as his comeback was far too understated. Just an unfortunate brand of storytelling.

And in the main event, we have Seth Rollins & Becky Lynch vs. Baron Corbin & Lacey Evans in an Extreme Rules Last Chance Winner Take All match. The match started off kinda like you’d expect, until Corbin introduced a kendo stick. Lacey tried hit Rollins with a Kendo stick, but he caught it. Lacey then hit on him a bit and got all cozy, so Lynch whalloped her in the head with a Kendo stick of her own. The faces then beat down the heels with the kendo sticks, before hitting a flying elbow and a suicide dive in stereo. Rollins then tried for another suicide dive, but Corbin blocked it with a chair. He then beat down Rollins with a couple chairs. Rollins fought back by countering Corbin’s offense, and tagged in Becky, who layed into Lacey brutally with a chair, ending it with a bulldog on a chair. Lynch was going to give Evans a move off the top, but Corbin pulled her away. So, Rollins came in with a flying knee, and then tossed Corbin a chair, which Lynch missile dropkicked into his face. Rollins and Lynch took a really really long time to set up a pair of tables while Evans and Corbin were on the ground. The heels fought back into the match, and they punished Rollins in the ring with Kendo sticks, leaving Lynch on the outside.  Lynch tried to get the assist, but was met with stereo chokeslams for a near fall. The faces fought back and gave the heels a double suplex onto the ramp, and then put them on the tables that were set up. Lynch gave Evans a leg drop through the table, while Rollins gave Corbin a huge frog splash through another. Rollins then pulled Corbin back into the ring and went for the curb stomp, but Corbin countered with a powerbomb, and then popped him back up into a deep 6, but Lynch broke up the pin. Lacey tried to get the pin, but Lynch through her back out, only to walk into an End of Days from Corbin. Rollins was so pissed that he destroyed a kendo stick and a chair over his back, and drilled him with three curb stomps before pinning him. 

After the match, Brock Lesnar walked out to cash in, with Lynch still lying on the outside. Lesnar gave Rollins a couple German suplexes, and then cashed in. he gave Rollins an F5 and won the championship. 

Grade: C. Kinda fun at times, but this kind of match can suck sometimes because of the no hitting girls rule. I’m glad that Lynch ate an end of days, he got a lot of heat. But it was just a kinda awkward little fact that they had to work around. But it was brutal at times, and I liked both the finishing sequence, and then the cash in as well. This was as good a time as any, and if they were gonna do it on Seth, this was the time. But still not a very good match.

Overall Grade: B-

Pros: IC championship; no holds barred tag; cesaro vs. black; triple threat tag; US championship match

Cons: crowd died over the course of the night; owens vs. ziggler; main event; nothing that really tore the house down

#hazyheel #wwe #extreme rules #Extreme Rules 2019 #WWE Extreme Rules 2019 #WWE Extreme Rules #pro wrestling #wwe review #extreme rules review #extreme rules 2019 review #wwe extreme rules review #wwe extreme rules 2019 review #pro wrestling review #pay per view review #becky lynch #seth rollins #lacey evans #Baron Corbin #Brock Lesnar

[marvel-medigeek-fics]

The H Word: Hits

Part 3/? 

SUMMARY: Freedom always comes with a fight, and trauma makes people do uncharacter things. 

WARNINGS: language, violence

A/N: I know the last part was really short, and I hope this makes up for it. I am TERRIBLE with stretching out my fics, but practice makes progress. 

If you are struggling with anything mentioned (or not mentioned) in this story, please reach out to someone. You don’t deserve to suffer, especially alone. 

Word Count: 1731

It was just over 24 hours until Bruce finally let you return to your room. I had been a long, draining time of looking over your shoulder to see if anyone was coming. And that fear was for a multitude of reasons: a stranger coming around, anyone who was not Nat or Wanda and sometimes Sam coming around even, but mostly, it was because of the overwhelming sense of no privacy. 

It had been 24 hours and you couldn’t even do the one things you wanted to do most. Cry, and cry alone. Your bed was a welcome sight and as soon as you could, you jumped into it, savoring the plushness and freshly washedness of your blankets. 

“Whoever washed my sheets deserves some brownie points,” you said, throwing off your shoes and climbing under the covers.  “I’ll take those brownies anytime, Y/N,” Sam called from the doorway. Nat and Wanda rolled their eyes in sync.  “He did not wash your sheets. I doubt he even knows how to turn on the washer.” Nat said.  “Yeah, or even what laundry detergent is, or where we keep it,” Wanda said, her accent coming out thicker than usual as she continued Nat’s sarcasm. 

“Thanks, you two. For you know, being my girl code enforcers, or whatever,” you said as they headed for the door to leave you with your new found privacy. 

“You’re always welcome. We wouldn’t want to be the girl code enforcers for anyone else,” they said together, a talent you hadn’t really noticed before.

—

The first thing you wanted to do was take a damn shower, cry a little (or a lot), and then sleep like a baby. So you turned the shower up as hot as you could manage, in an attempt to wash off every bit of shame, guilt and anger you’d felt over the past day or so. The feeling of the water was enough to make you cry from how good it felt. Crying about anything feels terrible, but less so in the shower. Crying, crying, crying. You probably lost more water than the shower was shooting at you because of how much crying you did in the shower. 

By the time you had dried off, arranged your hair off of your neck and wrapped up in the softest clothes you owned: a sweatshirt from a long forgotten trip, running shorts and a fluffy robe, the sun had gone down and the skyline was lit up like the thousands of stars you hadn’t seen in so long. 

The blankets felt even softer after a long, long, long shower and you soon fell asleep, despite your mind’s protests. Those tears and this day had taken a lot of you. 

—

The next morning was one of those mornings where everything looks like it is going to be perfect. The sun shone through your blinds and cast its beams over your bed. It was warm and your first thought was to go back to sleep, but as soon as your eyes had closed again, someone was banging on your door. 

“Rise and shine!!” whoever was yelling this sounded so happy to be alive, it instantly put you in a worse mood. Like how can you be so chipper in the morning? 

You tried to fall back asleep, but a different voice chimed through the room, FRIDAY. “Mr. Wilson is requesting your presence in the kitchen. He says it is very flipping important. He also said for me to emphasize the flipping.” 

You groaned and laid in bed, wishing that it was a day where Sam would not decide to be cute or something and would let you sleep instead. But you finally threw the covers off, determined to have a good day outside of bedrest. 

After pulling your hair up and out of your face and getting dressed in something a little more flattering than a huge sweatshirt and shorts, you finally trodded downstairs into the kitchen. 

The entire team stopped their boisterous conversations as soon as you walking in the door. They each stared or looked away in what they thought was reverence, but was really just plain awkward. “Um, hi, guys,” you said, trying to break the very uncomfortable silence. No one said anything for a moment, and you tried to figure out if you were dreaming or invisible or anything that wasn’t that everyone was staring at you in silence like they didn’t know how to speak anymore. 

The first one to speak was Clint, “Finally! Sam can serve us some pancakes!” So that was what Sam meant by flipping. With Clint’s words, the whole kitchen seemed to unfreeze and people hopped off the counters and sat at the table. 

“I made pancakes!” Sam said cheerfully, topping everyone’s plates with 3 pancakes. 

“Yeah, Sam, I’m so proud you didn’t burn the place down.” someone said. 

“Hey! These are actually good!” Clint said, shoveling another massive bite into his mouth. 

“No shit! I have had lots of time to perfect my pancake making skills.” Sam bit back. 

“So, how are you doing, Y/N?” Steve asked, taking a prim bite of his pancakes. 

You nodded slowly, “I’m surviving. A shower helped.” 

Nat, who was sitting next to you, placed her hand over yours, reminding you of the girl code you had established so long ago. Your stomach grumbled like a killer whale’s mating call, that is to say, it was very loud. 

So you started eating your pancakes and listening to the team. You didn’t feel like talking really, just listening. Pietro was too busy speed eating to do any talking and across the table, Clint and Bucky were trying to make ridiculous topping combinations and get Steve to gag. Blueberry syrup and applesauce. Pumpkin and matcha powder. Freeze dried strawberries, pop rocks, and melted ice cream. But Steve didn’t falter. 

Tony and Sam were perched on the counters, talking about something in hushed tones. Maybe it was just anxiety talking, but you could’ve sworn they were talking about you.

“After you’re done, we’re training,” Natasha said after you had finished off your second pancake. You didn’t usually train with the team, because you were merely a tactician, who stayed away from danger and told the team the best moves to take. 

“Training for what?” You had a decent idea, but asking questions never hurt anyone, especially harmless ones like that. 

“Self defense,” she said simply and before you could press for details, she was walking away. 

“Self defense,” you muttered, taking another bite. The table was now mostly empty, the only two left were Sam and Tony, still leaning against the counter. 

“Sooooooooo, Y/N,” Tony began, “What’s the plan for today?” 

“Eat these pancakes. Train with Nat. Hopefully, a nap later,” you replied, your answers clipped to try and stifle the awkwardness. 

“Sounds fulfilling.” 

“That’s not a word in your typical vocabulary.” you quipped, twirling the fork absently through your fingers. 

“Want some more pancakes?” Sam blurted out, rushing to you with another plate. 

“No, thanks. I have work to do with Nat.” You handed Sam your plate and walked out. 

—

It was 20 minutes before you made it down to the training room, where Nat was busy sparring with Bucky. Wanda was stretching or doing yoga, or something. Pietro was running. Steve was punching on a punching bag angrily. 

You cleared your throat and all at once all the activity ceased. You crossed your arms and tried to look badass, but it seemed to look a little like a little kid crossing their arms indignantly.  

“Let’s get started,” Nat said, pulling off the badass look with less juvenile-ness.  “Treadmill.”

So you took the treadmill nearest to you and started running, surprising you with how good it felt to move. 

After 20 minutes of running, you felt a little better, sweaty, and definitely in a more stable mental state. 

“Do you know how to throw a punch?” was Nat’s first question. 

“Yes, actually,” you replied, hoping to surprise her, but she just cocked an eyebrow and beckoned for you to demonstrate. 

So you punched. Thumb out, unlocked elbows, fast and clean. 

Bucky whistled, clearly impressed. “Ooh, hoo, tacty! You can throw a punch.” 

“Good,” Nat nodded approvingly, “Now for blocking.” As soon as the words were out of her mouth, she threw a left jab, which you easily ducked. Right jab met the same fate, with Nat’s wrist caught in your grip. You smiled, challenging her for more. 

“Okay, okay, okay!” Nat said, wriggling her arm out of your grip. “Let’s do this. And I won’t go easy on you this time.” 

You rolled your eyes and stood in position. 

“I’ll be the ref,” Bucky said. “DOn’t kill each other, don’t break any bones, mercy ends the fight and don’t forget I am stronger than both of you and have no problem beating up rule breakers. Let’s do this. Go!” 

You’d been watching Nat for a long time, it was kind of your job as tactician. So you knew her first punch would be a left hook. You ducked under her fist as it swung towards your face. The second punch was a combo: right hook, left uppercut, double right jab. Each of which you dodged and managed to throw in a beginner’s punch to her shoulder.  

The secret to fighting, you’d learned early on, was to know your opponent better than you know yourself. That hadn’t worked so well for you two nights ago, however, so you wanted some redemption. You sent a kickaround to the back of her knee and sent her toppling. But she was up in a second and another punch was thrown. She was angry. But anger makes you slow and one punch, two punches, sent her nose into full waterfall mode. A kick was next, sending her backward and blood splattering on the mat. 

In a flash you were over her, your eyes flaming and your muscles uncontrollable. “Let’s finish this, “ you snarled. Your brain was horrified by this, but it had no control anymore. It was almost like something else was taking over and kicking your normal brain out. 

“Y/N!” Bucky yelled, pulling you back from Nat. Her blood was on your hands and suddenly you were back. Waking up, alone, afraid and so impossibly shattered. 

You were sorry. Blood always means you’ve gone too far. 

#avengers #girl code #avengers fanfiction #sam wilson x reader #natasha romanoff #fanfiction #marvel fanfiction #marvel #mmgfics

[imagine-loki]

Packless Monsters

TITLE: Packless Monsters CHAPTER NO./ONE SHOT: 42/?

AUTHOR: nekoamamori ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine you’re a werewolf who ends up in the company of Loki in the Avenger’s tower after saving Pepper’s life RATING: M NOTES/WARNINGS: Also on AO3 click here

   “Darling, are you sure about this?” Loki asked as you were finishing getting ready for the fight. You were in the living room of the tower surrounded by the team. You weren’t really actively doing anything to get ready, you were already dressed in comfortable yoga pants, a sports bra, t-shirt, and hoodie, plus your gym shoes. You had to sit quietly while Nat and Clint finished working on your hair. They had done some excellently awesome braiding with your hair so it wouldn’t fall in your face or be a handhold for Jareth during the battle. They were also spraying it with so much hairspray that there was a snowball’s chance in hell that your hair was ever moving again.

    While they worked, you were thoroughly distracted by a very smug god who was purposely distracting you so you didn’t worry over the fight. Smug bastard. He was doing it so…innocently too, since he was just finishing getting dressed. He had donned the shirt, pants, and shoes of his favorite all-black suit with magic, but he was enjoying teasing you, as he put on the rest the mortal way. His long, strong fingers fastened the cuff links with the fluidity of a long-practiced movement. He smirked as you watched him expertly tie his tie. Damn smug Trickster knew your love of him in formal wear and could somehow look nearly as sexy putting it on as… the other thing that you couldn’t think about right now.

    “Lo, you know I have to do this now,” you reminded him, forcing your focus on things other than your boyfriend’s physique. You could see that he was more worried than he wanted to let on. “Samuel will be there to ref, but if I don’t fight Jareth now, he’ll challenge me in a less controlled way later,”

    “I know, darling. I still worry. I dislike that you will be in danger I cannot help you with and likely injured,” Loki told you as he shrugged into his suit jacket. Damn sexy distracting god. At least you weren’t stressing about the fight, which had been his intention.

    “Brother, why are you dressed as a witch for this event?” Thor asked, concerned.

    “Hey!” Loki protested grumpily. “I am not dressed as a witch,” he grumbled. Your hair was finally deemed done, so you stood and went to Loki. You couldn’t help yourself after his teasing and grabbed his tie, pulling him down so you could kiss him. Somehow he hadn’t expected it and you heard his soft moan as your mouth forcefully met his.

    You could tease him too.

    You kissed him for a long moment before you finally let his tie go and let him straighten. You straightened his tie and smoothed out his already perfectly smooth suit jacket. You felt like a ragamuffin next to him in your sweat pants.

    “It’s a power move,” Nat supplied. Loki inclined his head, looking impressed with her assessment.

    “What?” Cap demanded.

    “Werewolves are obsessed with dominance games. Loki is showing he isn’t afraid for Y/N’s safety. He’s not wearing his battle armor. He’s giving her an edge in the dominance game,” Nat explained.

    “You can’t really expect Jareth to believe your literal god of a protector isn’t worried, or going to jump in if things go horribly wrong,” Clint protected.

    “Of course not,” you replied, buttoning Loki’s suit jacket for him. He gave you a knowing smirk and you stuck your tongue out at him. “But he doesn’t look like he’ll step in and fight either. He’ll stand on the sidelines and look like a slightly worried mate. It’s what’s expected. Stop worrying,” you added for the benefit of the team. You still had to hug them all before they’d calm. “I feel underdressed,” you whined as you took Loki’s arm. He chuckled and kissed the top of your head.

    “I will take you out somewhere nice after this so you can dress up too, little wolf,” he promised kindly.

    “You may have to wait a few days,” you reminded him, getting worried again. You weren’t going to get out of this fight without any injuries. There was no way.

    “I’m sure you’ll be fine, darling,” he reminded you warmly. “Samuel and I will both be there. We best get going, though. Are you ready?”

    “As ready as I’ll ever be,”

    You said goodbye to the team and Loki teleported you both to the site for the battle. It was a wide open area in the middle of nowhere, but nothing more than a patch of dirt, completely barren of anything but the werewolves and the Loki who were gathering. It was another power move to arrive under the power of a god. You stood up on your toes to kiss Loki before you made your way over to Samuel, Jareth, and Jareth’s witness. You glared when you realized that Jareth’s witness was your brother, Dan. That was one power move for Jareth, forcing your brother to act as his witness.

    Asshole.

    “About time,” Jareth snarled at you when you were standing just on the other side of Samuel from him. He was trying to pull a power play for beating you here. He must have been nervous to try so hard. You were outshining him on the dominance games and he knew it.

    Loki calmly pulled a pocket watch from his pocket. You didn’t know where the watch had come from. He’d never appeared to have one before. “We still have twenty minutes,” Loki told Jareth calmly as he snapped the watch shut again and slipped it back in his pocket.

    “The witness is correct. However, since everyone is here, let’s begin,” you all nodded, ready to get this over with. “I invoke the silence for this dominance challenge,” Samuel announced. Pack magic flew over the battleground. You didn’t dare look at Loki, didn’t dare expose that he might be weak to pack magic. You had to trust that the charm of your hair was enough to protect him. It worked before. There was no reason it wouldn’t work now. “Jareth, Y/N, get ready for the fight,” Samuel ordered. You nodded and turned your back to Jareth, trusting Samuel to watch your back.

    Loki gave you a small, reassuring smile. You returned the smile as you toed off your shoes. Your socks followed, stuffed into your shoes. You unzipped your hoodie and slipped it off, handing it to Loki when he held out his hands for it. You slipped off your shirt and it went on top of the hoodie. Werewolf rules for combat were weird and insisted that combatants not wear shirts. You carefully removed your necklace, bracelet, and ring and handed them to Loki. “Keep these safe for me?” you asked as he took them.

    “Of course, darling,” he replied warmly and bent to kiss you. “Kick his ass,” he told you softly.

    “I fully intend to,” you told him with a smirk. You called the wolf to the front and let the partial shift take over. Your eyes, teeth, and claws all shifted, plus the wolf ears on top of your head.

    Loki smiled warmly, lovingly at you, even at your hybrid form. “Kick his ass, Lady Wolf.” He repeated for the wolf’s benefit. You felt her pleasure at being spoken to and accepted by her chosen mate. She took control to grab Loki’s tie again and kiss him. She quite enjoyed doing that. He had the best moans of pleasure when she, or you, did.

    “Stay safe, mate,” she told him firmly when she let him go.

    “As my lady wishes,” he replied with a grin.

    You turned back to face Jareth, who was similarly shirtless and in hybrid form. You had to admit that your mom was right and he was attractive. He held no candle to Loki, though, especially when his personality was shit. Samuel gestured to the witnesses to step back and they both backed a safe distance from the battle. They weren’t supposed to be part of this except to stand witness. “This is a fight for dominance. It shall continue until one of you yields, cannot continue, or perishes,” Samuel announced formally. He went over the boring details as protocol dictated. Samuel finally took a step back. “The niceties must be observed,” he announced.

    It took every ounce of your willpower to give Jareth the bow that protocol demanded. He did the same and you saw the malicious smirk on his face. It was nowhere near as intimidating as Loki’s. You’d had Loki’s turned on you before. Your own expression was delighted anticipation. You were looking forward to kicking Jareth’s ass thoroughly.

    Samuel took another step back. “Ready?” he asked you both. You nodded, neither taking the eyes off the other. You stepped backwards into a fighting stance, Jareth did the same. He rushed you the moment Samuel said “Begin”

    You knew the second Jareth moved that you had this fight. Jareth was big and muscled, but he was slow, depending solely on his strength. He could fight and fight well, but he was used to fighting big muscled thugs like himself. He didn’t know how to fight you. He wasn’t expecting you to have any clue what you were doing, though he had watched you train for years. He still underestimated you. He also had not been training with the Aesir for months.

    You had, and Loki had taught you well.

    You moved as a blur, ducking and dodging out of the way of his blows, watching as he got more and more frustrated that he wasn’t connecting with you. You darted in, jabbed a few hard blows to soft spots and darted back out again before he could move to stop you or hit you. You were fast and good at what you were doing. He was bleeding from your claws, bruised from your blows, cracked ribs, but you hadn’t gotten a good enough blow in to take him down yet.

    That didn’t mean you didn’t get hit too. You had a couple bruises already, claw marks across your stomach, a cracked rib from a kick you took poorly, a nasty gash down your arm. Jareth caught a lucky punch to your eye, you spun, reeling from the blow and let yourself fall and roll to get some distance while you cleared the black spots from your vision. They weren’t clearing. Shit. You were also bleeding and the blood threatened to get into your eye.

    You needed to end this quickly before Jareth got lucky again.

    He charged you again, thinking you were down. This was your chance. You swept his legs out from under him, used a nasty, nasty trick from Nat to severely damage a very precious piece of his anatomy. (You could hear the hisses of sympathy pain from every male watching) Jareth was whimpering in pain as you straddled his chest, your claws at his throat ready to rip his throat out. “Surrender!” you ordered him in a snarl. You were too good for your own well being and had to give him the option to surrender. Honor demanded it.

    Fucking honor.

    “Never, bitch!” he snarled.

    “She has won!” Samuel announced, stepping forward to forcibly end the conflict if Jareth wouldn’t.

    Jareth roared as he picked you up and threw you hard toward Dan. You spun in midair, using yet another trick from Nat to land on your feet.

    You were too slow.

    Too, too slow.

    Everyone was too slow.

    You roared in anger, pain, uncontrolled rage as you ran for Jareth.

    You were too slow.

    Everything was in slow motion.

    Jareth was charging, but not at you.

    He charged Loki.

    Samuel roared for him to stop and started forward to stop Jareth.

    Loki stepped back, dropping your clothes as he fell automatically into a fighting stance preparing for impact.

    You threw every ounce of speed you could into your charge for Jareth.

    You

    Were

    Too

    Slow

    Jareth changed forms between one step and the next.

    Loki tried to change tactics. Fighting a human was different than fighting a wolf.

    Even he was too slow.

    He managed to get an arm up to protect his face as the wolf leapt for him.

    “NO!” you shrieked and grabbed Jareth around the middle, digging in your heels to try to stop his forward momentum.

    You were too late.

    Jareth’s teeth were already deep in Loki’s arm.

    Loki’s blood was pouring. He howled in rage and pain and your heart fell. Loki was doomed, one way or the other by that wound. Either to death or life as a monster.

    Jareth was human a moment later and threw you from him. You stumbled and landed hard on your ass. “Your boyfriend is dead, bitch,” Jareth snarled at you.

    You roared in anger and jumped back to your feet. You grabbed Jareth again and threw him, hard, away from your Loki, who had daggers in both of his hands. You took a dagger from Loki, who wisely didn’t resist you, and charged Jareth. You slashed viciously, fueled by rage, fueled by pain, by grief. You saw Jareth’s shocked expression at the rage in your eyes, at the power of your wolf that he had never felt before.

    He didn’t understand Omegas.

    Omegas had power, the same power as an Alpha. You weren’t a submissive. The only difference was that you didn’t fight for the pack as a whole. You fought for its members.

    Jareth

    Hurt

    Your

    Pack

    He was going to die.

    Everyone else was frozen, staring in awe at the power of an enraged Omega.

    No one ever saw an Omega enraged. They were the peace of the pack. The pack did its absolute best to keep the Omega happy and peaceful so they would share their peace with the pack.

    No one dared anger an Omega.

    This was why.

    Jareth couldn’t keep up with your rage as you sliced at him, moving with the speed of long months of training with the Aesir. He was bleeding from a dozen wounds when he fell again. He couldn’t even fight back you were moving too fast, too full of anger, rage, power, and grief.

    The wolf took charge and did exactly what you’ve been saying for months that you would do to Jareth if he ever touched you again. It was she who grabbed his balls in her claws. She who ripped them from their proper place and shoved them down his throat while he howled.

    You took control again, straddling his waist, your dagger to his throat. “You have broken pack law, Jareth, Alpha of the Hudson river pack. You have attempted to turn an individual against his will. For your crimes, I sentence you to die, as is my right and my duty,” you snarled the ritual words.

    “A moment, Lady,” Loki said pleasantly, before you could slash the blade across Jareth’s throat. You paused, raising an eyebrow as he stepped over to you. “I did make you a promise of a gift,” he reminded you too politely, too kindly. You sat up a little, keeping your dagger at Jareth’s throat. He was whimpering in pain and fear, which only increased as Loki knelt next to him with a proper malicious grin on his face. Loki calmly reached into Jareth’s chest, his hand simply passing through flesh and bone, and removed Jareth’s still beating heart. “I will keep this safe for you, darling,” Loki told you pleasantly as he stood again. “Carry on,” Jareth was fighting for breath, staring at his heart in Loki’s hand. He was going to die anyway without that, but you were taking no chances.

    You let the wolf take control and used her strength to drive the blade straight down through Jareth’s throat. It took effort and you were drenched in his blood, but with a sickening noise, his head was removed from his shoulders, thanks to Loki’s magic blade.

    You stared at your handiwork, taking a moment to verify that Jareth was well and truly dead. He wasn’t getting up without his head and heart. You knew that, and still you had to stare at what you’d done, to burn the image in your mind, to tell yourself it was finally over.

    Except that it wasn’t.

    There was still Loki. You jumped back to your feet, ignoring your own wounds and ran the few steps to Loki, dropping your blade as you ran. “Loki!” you called, concerned at the blood that was still dripping from his arm. Werewolf bites did not heal quickly. They did not heal easily. They did not heal well.

    He offered you a smile and held out Jareth’s somehow still-beating heart. It was wrapped in a ribbon tied into a bow. It was absurd and you smiled at your silly Trickster. Was he actually ok? He was a god after all, maybe the bite wouldn’t affect him.

    You held out hope for a single instant.

    Until he dropped with no warning into a dead faint.

    “LOKI!” you shouted as you reached forward to catch him before he could hit the ground.

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