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Sides of a Coin (Platonic)

Requested Imagine: Being Siblings, Trini knows you well enough. However, the problem arises, when you aren’t honest about who you are with everyone you know.

“Come on, baby bro.” You rolled your eyes at your older Twin’s teasing. Sure, some twin’s would find it annoying, you didn’t. You found it endearing, found it kind. Some loved to say that they weren’t like everyone else; an edgy comment. You were like everyone else, just different.

Everyone was, in their own way.

“You good?” She asked, actually stopping and facing you.

You smiled, “Just thinking.” You replied with.

“Didn’t think you had the capabilities for that.” She said with her own smile.

“I have layers.” You argued back.

“Oh yeah, you do stink like an onion.”

You wiped at your eyes that held no tears, “Cry like one, though.”

“The onions make you cry, idiot.” She rolled her eyes as she spoke, turning back and walking up the hill.

Your smiled brightened as you followed.

“Besides, you got layers, you just don’t show ‘em. Swear you wanted to punch Ty?”

“I did, but Kim got to him first.”

“I’ve seen you hit someone for less.” She was more cautious this time with those words; almost sympathetic and reflective.

Where you a lost puppy? Not exactly. No, you had friends; hell, you had even made one at your school. One that some people called the Ice Queen. Sure, she seemed like it, but you brought out another side to her.

Her name? Kimberly Hart.

“Surprised you aren’t with your girlfriend.” Trini said, getting ready to do her yoga. You gave her a look, “Right, sorry,” She meant the apology, “Forgot.”

You waved it off, but your mood had shifted, “Forget it. Besides, she’s busy in detention. Punching Ty.” She let out a silent, “Ah” As she went back to her yoga.

You sat yourself on the edge of the rock, allowing yourself to take a breathe. You closed your eyes as you took in the air, taking in the silence and beauty of this new town.

She did her routine, before taking off her headphones, “Let’s go.” You got up and followed her down.

“Hey,” Kim said as she saw you. She had shorter hair, much shorter hair now. If you were honest, it suited her, “Missed you at school today.”

“Missed it, went with Trini, instead.” You were honest with her, “Couldn’t exactly let her fall off the edge, could I?” And the real jokester. She appreciated the humour you brought to her, especially with what had happened with her.

Right now, you may have been the only friend in her life right now. She, genuinely appreciated that you stayed.

“Thanks for coming to pick me up.” She said, as she got into your car.

“Sure thing. Now, where we going?” You asked, turning the key in the ignition.

“Home.” She answered with simply.

You complied, driving in the direction of your friend’s house.

It was a silent drive, with her just running over what had occurred, and you not pushing her.

You pulled up outside, letting her get out in her own time. As she did, she turned back, “You wanna…come in, for a bit?” She asked, almost a little bit nervous about the question.

“Nah, gotta get back to Trini, she wants to go for a walk a bit later.” You had to say, regretfully.

“Oh….well, I’ll see you later, though?” She asked.

You nodded with a smile, “Wouldn’t miss is it for the world, Princess.” She laughed, rolling her eyes and giving you a wave before shutting the door and walking away.

You got home, getting out the car and going upstairs, going past your parents without another word. Seemed that it had been going that way a lot lately.

You knocked on your sister’s door with the knock you both had been using to signal it was you when you were younger. She came to it, ready to go out for the walk.

It was something the two of you did, a ritual of sorts. You would go for that walk and she would do her yoga, both in the day, and in the night.

It was something, it as a break from the monotony. You were with someone that noticed you for who you were, all that you had to offer to the world, not just people (Kim was a genuine friend, you had to admit) who saw – or only allowed themselves to see – one side of you.

However, as she did her yoga, a massive BOOM! Shook the world for a moment. Trini caught herself, quickly reaching out and grabbing you too before you fell off.

“Thanks.” You thanks, catching your breath after almost falling.

“What kind of an older sister would I be if I did?” She asked, smirk on her face.

You shook your head with one as you followed her to the source of the new big bang.

As you saw, it was a bunch of kids, Kim being among them. One that took you by surprise was Jason, a man whose football career had died in a car accident. Why the fuck was he here?

“HEY!” Trini yelled down to them, they all looked up to you both, “You guys looking to get busted or something? This place is a restricted area!”

“Oh, really, Einstein? Restricted? As in, we shouldn’t be standing on crazy rocks doing karate kid moves, right?” One of the ones who name you didn’t know yelled up.

“Alright, stalker.” He laughed, but you could tell it was in a good jest type of thing; in a laid back fashion.

“Yeah, or camping out on old trains. I see you too, homeboy.” Trini said in her own comeback.

The next moment, those ‘crazy rocks’ then collapsed in landslide, seeing yourself and your sister down to join the others.

The rest of it was a blur, you found some coins (yours being Orange), and then a chase occurred, and then a crash.

Now, however, you were back in your bed.

You heard a knock at your door, a specific pattern. It was your sister.

You went to the door, opening it slightly, “What?” You whispered.

She held up her coin; ah, so that’s what this was about.

You let her in, “You ok?” You asked, hands on your hips as she stood in the middle of your room, arms folded.

“I mean, other than confused, yeah. You?” You didn’t fail to notice the quick once over she gave you.

“About the same, really. Others make it?”

“No idea, just know we did.” She said, gesturing with her finger between the two of you.

You ran a hand down your face, “Shit.” You cursed, “Shit.” You said again, having to lean forward for a moment and exhale.

Trini was grabbing you and moving you to the bed before you could continue, “Whatever this is, I’ve got your back, you know that, right?” She promised, giving your hand a loving squeeze.

“Yeah, I got yours too.” You returned it with a smile.

“I know, stupid.” She said as she tapped you on the nose.

“We can try and find them at school?” You said, as if the thought was not even an option before.

“Oh god.” Your sister groaned, leaning back and facing the ceiling, you mimicked her actions.

“How about we both go to school, you do recon, I talk to them? You don’t even have to talk to ‘em? We can’t find them, we’ll go up ourselves, ok?” Trini always admired that about you, how big of a heart you had, how much you cared.

She sighed, “…Ok.”

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You found Kim at school as you entered school. Like she promised, your sister stood in the corner, keeping an ear out.

Like she said, she’d have your back. And, so far, it meant doing this.

“Hey.” You said, jogging to catch up with her.

She paused as you approached her, “Hey, back. You ok? Or…like, remember yesterday at all?” She asked.

“I remember the crash, don’t worry. And, to answer your question, I’m good. Like nothing ever happened. Even if something did.” You answered, trying to keep it on the low down so no one questioned you.

“He’s back,” A student whispered, tapping his friend on the arm and pointing in your direction, “Here he’s only hanging around her to get it in the s –” He never got the finish his sentence, as he was pinned against the locker.

A BANG! Went through the school at his impact, he even made a dent. Kim’s eyes widened. Ok, so it wasn’t just her that had extra strength.

“Hey. Hey.” Kim said, quickly intervening, pulling you away, “He’s a dick. Ignore him.” She told you, holding you back when you went again.

Your sister watched, waiting for a moment to jump in and get involved herself. Part of her wanted to when she saw the cocky look the guy gave you once you were off of him. Somehow, he managed to ignore the massive dent in the lockers. Whatever items he had in there would not look the same after a hit like that.

“Whatever.” You said, taking your arm back from Kim, saying something to her, before walking over to Trini.

The last Kim saw of you, was you walking out with your sister putting an arm around your shoulder in comfort.

“What’d he say?” Trini asked, leading you on another walk to calm you down.

“Apparently, only reason I’m friends with Kim is because I apparently want to…you know.” Trini cringed at the thought of it.

“God. I’m sorry.”

“Not your fault, Trini. Hey, you saw that massive dent in the locker, right?” You asked, grabbing her hand as she pulled you up some rocks.

“Sure did. Someone took their breakfast choices seriously this morning.” She joked. You laughed, for once a genuine one.

You continued on your walk, going up to the area where the explosion happened and where you found these coins.

Maybe it’d give you some answers. Maybe show you as to why your emotion was elevated and –

“Maybe why you hit that guy so damn hard he dented the locker?” Your sister guessed.

You paused, “Out loud?”

She nodded with a laugh, “Yup. Guess you never kicked that habit.” She teased. You punched her shoulder lightly. Thankfully, the powers didn’t kick in there.

Still, it lightened the mood a little.

“Ask me, he had it coming to him.” She said, both in an attempt at comfort, but also to voice her own opinion on the matter.

“Think I scared Kim, though…” You drifted off.

Trini paused, turning back to you, “Hey,” She waited until you met eyes with her, “If she can’t handle the fact that you’ve got your own shit going on, then that’s on her, not you. If she can’t see you aren’t just the joker type, then that’s her fault.” She was blunt, but you could be too. That was the thing with twins.

“Hey!” A voice called after you had continued walking for a bit longer. Turning you saw it to be Jason, along with Kim, Zach, and Billy.

Seemed the whole gang had a similar idea to you, then.

“We should figure this out together!” Jason exclaimed to you both.

The two of you shared a look, silently discussing how to move forward.

When you did move it was up the almost 90 degree slope. The two of you scrambled up it, the thing almost turning into a race.

Kim was gaining on you, just behind you. Trini grabbed your arm and helped you up as the two of you kept going.

You both were forced to stop; A) by Kim’s exclamation of just that; and B) as there was a drop that seemed to never end and a jump you didn’t think you’d make.

You both shared, sighed, and turned to the others.

As Kim spoke, she softened her voice, “Just…Just talk to me. You have a coin. We have a coin. We should just talk about this,” Her eyes then went to you, “And about other things too.” You knew what she was referring too.

“I mean, we don’t know what this…” Kim went to continue, but you saw – out of the corner of your eye – that Trini was pissed at the way Kim looked at you. Trini tapped you on the arm, silently telling you to follow her lead.

So, you did, the two of you leaping across the massive jump. Trini made it, landing on her knees. You, meanwhile, rolled.

Trini grabbed you by the strap of your backpack to stop you from rolling further.

“Got you!” She said, hoisting you up.

A laugh then left you, “Didn’t think we’d make that.” You admitted, hands on your knees as you caught your breath.

Trini chuckled, She playfully punched you in the arm, “When have I ever let you down before?” She asked.

She hadn’t, “How much time you got?” But she still rolled her eyes at your joke.

Zach, seemingly finding a thrill in all this, took his jump. Like bowling pins, the two of you were knocked down.

“I just cleaned my jeans, dude!” You groaned as you got up.

Zach put his hand on Trini’s shoe, “Hey, I got them!”

Trini was quick to remove the shoe, “Get off me.”

Trini helped you clean yourself off as you drank from a water bottle. You watched, with amusement, as Jason and Kim jumped over. Kim landed like Trini, on hands and knees, while Jason landed right on his front.

Kim moved to help Jason up as you gave Trini the water bottle.

Then, it was Billy’s turn.

“It’s fun.” Jason said, trying to get the boy to jump.

“It’s such a far jump.” He exclaimed in return. It was fair.

“Hey, Billy!” He looked at you, “If I can make it, so can you. You got this, buddy.” You said in encouragement.

Everyone else joined in after that. You all trying to get the boy over so you could, hopefully, find out just what the fuck was happening.

However, for Trini, she was a bit cautious when she saw the look Kim gave you.

Billy then went for it. Trini stood up, not actually expecting the kid to go for it. You all watched, you and your sister in silence, the others with words of encouragement as he sailed through the air.

He caught himself on the cliffside. You went over, offering him a hand. He took it, as you pulled him up.

“Thanks.” He said to you.

“Course.” You responded, with a genuine smile.

He celebrated, clapping and dancing. You couldn’t help but smile at his enthusiasm.

You rolled your eyes, chuckling at it. The smile was whipped the next moment though, as he fell backwards, down the hole.

You all ran over to it, looking down into the seemingly endless abyss.

“Hey, guys, you gotta come down here!” Billy yelled up. You all took a breath of relief. He was ok.

You looked at your sister, eyes having a glint to them, “No.” She ordered, pointing a finger at you, “No, we aren’t doing that.”

Kim laughed, you looked to her, giving her a wink, “See you on the other side.” You said, before jumping down the hole.

You heard your sister yell out a, “No!” but you were already falling.

You hit the water, going down for a moment, before coming back up for air. It was a cave, a giant one, and it had been here this whole time it seemed.

Your sister’s yell made you look up as she and Kim hit the water next to you.

You all looked down, seeing your coins light up the retrospective colours that they were.

You went down, swimming towards something that shimmered in the water. You went to it, putting your hand to it.

What you didn’t expect, was for your had to go through the water. You then seemingly rose through it, being able to breath.

You all looked around at the new surroundings, still seemingly part of the cave.

However, you noticed something, you were sliding.

“Shit –” You tried to say, but you were cut off as you all fell through the water, hitting the floor with a THUD!

“That went well.” You groaned out. You looked up, opening your eyes, seeing Kim offering you a hand. You took it, being brought up.

“Kind of did, huh?” She asked, smile on her face. This was the you she knew.

“Well, we ain’t gonna forget today, huh?” She laughed, breathless.

You continued onward, feeling the walls vibrate as you walked. You stood as a united front at wat appeared to be an entrance.

An entrance to a spaceship.

You all approached it, “Looks like something stronger than Graphene.” You said, putting your hand to the wall of it.

As everyone entered, you saw Kim and Trini looking at you, “What?” You asked, looking mainly at Kim.

“Thought you didn’t pay attention in class?” She asked, with a confused look, but small smile.

“I pay attention, when I haven’t done that studying already.” You answered, passing her and walking in.

As you walked in, Kim turned to Trini, “Is he serious?” She asked.

Trini considered the girl for a moment, before nodding, “Yeah. Should see him when he finds something in that book or another subject, it’s like he’s another person.” She seemed to stress the last part of the sentence, as if to try and get through to the other girl.

Kim just hummed, walking in after you.

You came up into what looked to be the main walkway in the ship, circles with different colours were around the place. It looked alien. Then again, it was.

As you all looked around, your sister put out the option of leaving. Seemingly the path she wanted to take.

You looked around the interior, seeing a tube blink flash a light. Then, the big circles that acted as walls turned. It was as if it was expecting you. The stairs rose to your level. You were trapped.

Or, at least, not through the way you came in. There was a doorway, one lit up.

“Guys, guys wait –” You tried to say, but Kim stopped you.

“Y/N, we need to run!” She said, grabbing your arm and pulling you with her, through the doorway.

And, so you did run.

You ran passed your sister, grabbing Kim’s hand and pulling her into your space; however, you found yourselves with legs open and touching.

“Hey.” She greeted, almost trying to bring humour into the moment to try and help her anxiety.

“Hi.” You replied with. Both you making sure to keep your voices low.

You kept quiet, before you heard a scream. Your sister’s scream.

You – somehow – managed to get out of your hiding spot instantly and ran to help out your twin. Kim was right behind you. There, you all saw a robot – or alien – or thing.

The robot flung Zach and yourself away from the group as you went for aggression. As you hit the ground, you heard your sister call out your name in fear.

Zach was up first, offering you a hand, “Did not go to plan.” He groaned, pulling you up.

“Don’t I know it.” He gave you a pat on the shoulder as you made your way back to the group.

The robot introduced himself as Alpha, and he led you to a massive wall. As you walked, Trini put a hand on your arm and gave you a quick glance over.

“I’m fine.” You assured her, putting your hand on her arm and giving it a squeeze.

She gave you a nod as you walked into the room. It was massive, with what looked to be a moving substance on the wall; made of thousands of cubes.

A face was then revealed on that wall; this was Zordon. And you had set yourselves up for something much bigger than yourselves.

Zordon was exactly pleased, but he had no choice.

You were going to become a team of warriors; Power Rangers.

So, at least you got your answers.

Kim moved back to stand next to you, seeking your hand for comfort.

Your sister, despite the massive talking head, did look back to you and see the hand holding.

She saw you were completely into what Zordon was saying, and not really paying attention.

But she was.

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So, you all had to get used to each other now. That meant not just in the ship, that meant at school too.

You didn’t mind being seen with them, really. It was just…it was hitting too close to home.

“Have you made any friends yet, Y/N?” Your mother asked you as you all sat down for some food.

You took a sip of your water to avoid the question.

“I know what you’re doing. Your sister is ghosting me, you don’t have to either.” She said.

Your sister was looking at you the whole time, gaging your reaction. She could tell that being with that group was helpful in a way, but detriment to you in another.

“I found a group, mum. Trini did too. We’re good, we always were. But, we have other people now.” You answered.

Your mother smiled what was meant to be a genuine one – but you could see there was a tiredness to her look, “That’s great, honey. And, any luck on the girlfriend department?”

You sighed, tired of being asked this constantly. You weren’t interested in that department. But, with your parents – more so mother than father – they were sure you just hadn’t met the right person yet.

Your sister then used her voice, seeing you gripping your fork tightly, “Alright, you want me to talk? Me, Y/N, and four kids from Angel Grove found a spaceship buried underground. I’m pretty sure we’re super heroes.” Trini said it in a bored tone, but she did seem to liven it a little when you looked at your younger brothers; knowing how much they’d enjoy it.

And they did, with their jaws on the floor.

Your mother, however, had that tiredness return. She slammed a cup next to Trini, “Pee in that cup!” she demanded from her older daughter.

“Alright fu- screw this.” You said, standing up and walking away from the table.

“Y/N, come back right now!” Your mother demanded as you grabbed your jacket.

“Going for a walk, mum,” You turned back to her, “Don’t worry, I’m not gonna hit anyway. I’m gonna go for a walk, maybe scream into the eternal void or something.”

Did you feel bad for leaving Trini behind? Yeah, you did. But, you got a text not long after from her; “I’m not mad about you leaving, do what you need to for you. I dealt with it.” Was what it read.

“Hey there, stranger.” You paused in your walk, turning and seeing Kim approaching you.

You smiled, “Hey, back.” Stopping your movements and letting her catch up with you. It was coming to evening time around now, with the sun setting.

“What you doing out here?” She asked when she finally made it to you.

“What are you doing out here?” You asked back, smirk growing on your face.

Kim chuckled, shaking her head, “I asked first.”

You shrugged, smile softening, “Came here to get away from my parents for a bit. You know how families can be sometimes, right?”

She nodded, “Sure. Mines…normal. But, I’ve seen the many types of them.”

“Yeah, well. I didn’t get the worse of the bunch with parents. But…I don’t know. Just need a break sometimes from them, you know?”

She nodded, “You could always show them your new powers, show them how you feel.”

“I’m not committing murder, Kim.” She laughed again.

“Speaking of showing them –” You knew where this was going.

“Yeah…The school thing. Listen, I – uh, I’m sorry for bailing on you when that happened.”

“I was worried about you, I’ll be honest. I mean, I’ve never seen you like that, before. Never seen you that…angry.” She sounded concerned, even now.

“I’ve never seen you hit a guy, either. There’s a lot about both of us…or, any of us, really, that we don’t know.”

“Why hide it, though?” She asked, as if she hadn’t one the same thing. But, still, a valid question.

You shrugged, “To keep some sort of fame in high school? Maybe – maybe because you’d want a knew start.” You tried to be as vague as possible.

She tilted her head, “How’d you mean?” She asked.

“Don’t matter –”

“It does.” She insisted. She seemed to not want to give up. She seemed to want to get to know you on a deeper level.

“It’s not great stuff, Kim.”

“I fucked up too. Hurt one of my friends. Texted an image out. They kicked me out the group.” She admitted, looking at the sunset.

“Guess we ain’t all as clean as we thought, huh?” You gave a chuckle, but there was no humour behind it. No joy with it.

Kim’s eyes seemed to shift in emotion; going from a kind of sympathetic look, to an understanding look with something else under the surface.

The next moment, that other emotion was made known as she leant forward and slammed her lips into your own.

You were taken aback, but she grabbed your shoulders as she deepened the kiss. Keyword: she. You made no action to deepen it.

It was all her, but you still acted as if you liked it; you were good at that after all, pretending.

She pulled away, smile on her face; you slowly returned it with your own.

She gave a satisfied nod, and a wink, before disappearing into the sunset. Leaving you stood there, frozen.

You were quick to return home after that.

When you did, it was night time. Everyone was in bed. Well, everyone who didn’t have super powers.

“You were gone a while,” Trini said, making you jump as you spun around and saw her turning on your bedroom light.

“You scared me.” You put your hand to your chest to try and calm your racing heartbeat down.

She rolled her eyes, “Yeah, well, you scared me. Consider us even.” She always could have a bite to her words when she needed them.

“Sorry, Trin, didn’t mean to scare you.”

“Don’t worry about it,” She patted the bed, “Come sit.” You did so.

There was silence for a few minutes as you both laid down, facing the ceiling, “Kim paid me a visit, seemed almost nervous.”

You looked at her, “Really?”

“Yeah, asked me if I’d be cool if you two became a…thing,” Uh-oh, “So, you never told her?”

You sighed, “It never came up.”

“So…your preferences of a partner, or the fact that you don’t want one in that way never came up? In a school full of horny teenagers?” She even raised an eyebrow; seemed the reliable big sister who calls you out when you fuck up was coming out to play now.

“Remember when we did? When we talked about it. Or, when I talked about mine? People were call with your one, mine not so much. Look where it got us.” You justified it as.

“But it’s a part of you. It’s part of your identity. I own mine, you should own yours too.”

“The angry part that got us here?”

She hit you on the arm, “You know which part I mean…You want me to tell her?” Now this was big, your sister offering to do that for you.

“You’d do that?”

She looked confused, “Why wouldn’t I? You did something similar for me. Might not be as…like, generous or charming when I do it, but if you need my help, you know I’ve got your back.”

As you went to argue the point you made previous, she put up a finger to stop you, “Now, get some rest, got training tomorrow. I’ll be here until you fall asleep. Gotta get my own beauty sleep after all.”

You chuckled slightly, before closing your eyes.

You were so glad you had your sister by your side.

Training got more and more aggressive with you and your sister. You and her could always fight when needed, and it definitely showed here. You both seemed to know what the other was going to do in a matter of seconds, going to block it. It was as if you were both aware of the choreography.

When it came to the others, you would both be able to mostly win with the others.

However, they saw that determined side come out as well. How, whenever they’d win – not that you were a saw loser – it would push you to throw yourself into more training.

With Kim, she was the one that seemed to match you in quickness. She seemed to be able to read you, even giving you a smirk before your fights. It would be a quick one, and a mixed back on who would come out on top.

It gave her the wrong messages, ones that your sister did try to get her to understand.

The first instance of that was at the café, after they had fought over the food. It was nice, Trini liked the girl and saw a friend in her, despite her reservations.

However, she still remembered why she called the girl here, “So, how are you and Y/N getting on?” She asked, drinking her coffee.

Kim shrugged, “Taking it slow.” She answered.

“You like him?”

“I – I mean…I think so? I…If I had to choose, it’d be between Jason and him. They’re both great guys.” Trini couldn’t help but nod, she had known you longer – obviously – but Jason had his merits.

“I think Y/N would want you to go for Jason.” Kim looked confused.

“Wait, why?”

“That’s his story to tell. It’s got nothing against you, though. He just…doesn’t feel that way…” She wasn’t entirely sure how to let her down easily.

“But…he let me kiss him.”

“Did he kiss back?” Kim knew the answer to that one.

When it came to Kim at training, she seemed to be in analysis mode.

“Trying to size me up?” You teased, throwing a punch that she blocked easily.

“In a way.” She said in return, but there wasn’t that spark to it. She flipped you over.

“Ok. Someone’s extra fiery today…You wanna tell me what’s up?” You asked you got up.

She didn’t answer right away, “…Could we talk about it at the bonfire tonight?”

You nodded, “Sure.”

Billy had been able to morph for a moment, the purest of you doing…whatever needed to be done for it to occur.

It only showed you guys were getting closer, you were being freer with each other.

You were becoming…almost…friends.

You all sat at the campfire, the thing crackling as you all laughed and exchanged deep secrets. Trini had told hers, of the troubles with your parents and her partners.

The others all saw how you put your hand on hers for a moment, as she interlocked the fingers and gave them a squeeze in thanks.

It was the most open they had seen her be, even if a small gesture.

Then it came to you.

“You don’t have to –” Trini said, voice soft and concerned.

You shook your head, “It’s ok. They deserve to know,” You then turned your gaze to the others as you spoke, “There was this girl in school. I liked her, just not in that way. She – let’s just say she didn’t take it lightly. Found a guy right away, big guy. He and his crew came after me. One thing led to another, Trini and I are a little bruised…but, that group was worse. Last thing that happened before we moved here.” You gave a condensed version, not wanting to go into details.

As the news settled on everyone, you only looked at the fire as your sister asked a pivotal question.

Where you guys even friends?

You went on a longer walk, this time in the early hours of the morning, figuring it would be the best time to get your mind cleared of a lot of things. You had an inkling that Kim knew about why you didn’t kiss back, you were just unsure of her reaction.

Did she hate you for not telling you that or what had led to you and Trini coming home? Did the others not trust you any more.

Those questions raced through your mind as you sat on the hill, overlooking the city.

You looked at your phone as it chimed. However, as you went to check it, it vibrated, a phone call.

Your sister’s ID appeared on the screen. You answered it immediately, “Trin?” You asked, concerned as to why she would be calling at this hour.

“Can – can we meet?” She was normally easy with words, even if not many. She was gasping for breath. She was scared.

“Where are you?” Was your only question.

You had met her at her desired place, the grounds of the football field. She explained to you (and the others, when they arrived) what had happened; Rita had found her and threatened her to kill her whole family if she didn’t keep a secret and/or join her. That secret was that the end was coming, that Rita was coming the next day.

However, there was a spark of hope, a dockyard where you could maybe get the upper hand.

As you went there, that turned out to be false.

You all ended up tied to one of the boats by ropes, held by her will. As she passed you, she grabbed you by the chin, “Ah, Orange, always my favourite. Always had the most personality to them.” She said, laughing as she heard Trini growl, “And always close to Yellow. Oh well, maybe baby brother will be the one to take the fall.”

It was worse than that, though, as it was Billy who suffered that fate.

You were all released, and all finally came together as you lifted the poor boy out of the water. Kim then knelt near him, putting two fingers to his neck.

But she was the one who called it, he was gone.

Trini took a step back, and saw you frozen, tears in your eyes and wanting nothing more than to fall. She too felt the weight of this, but her instincts were kicking in. You were hurting, and you needed some form of comfort.

You were almost passive on the walk back to base, tears going down your face.

You were pretty much absent during the talk, just stuck in your own world.

Trini continued to hold your hand as you jumped down into the water, even that didn’t snap you out of it.

She continued to hold it as you entered the base, laying Billy’s body on the ground.

She then met the eyes of Kim, the other woman siting on the stairs, listening to Jason as he took the blame. As soon as Trini had tried to get her silent message across to the girl, she then gave her pledge that she would easily give her life for any of the group, but her eyes went to you by instinct.

You were her little brother, that shit would be true without it being said. Still, she gave your hand a squeeze to try and help the words sink in and try and help you not drown in your thoughts.

You let out a happy sound at seeing Billy come back from the dead, genuinely happy and in a different sense of shock.

As you tried to control yourself, Kim entered your vision. She couldn’t help the smile on her face, but it softened as she met your eyes.

That attraction she held before was still there, but there was also a look of understanding as well, “I – uh, I know this isn’t the greatest time. But, I wanted to apologise, I shouldn’t have kissed you…”

You shook your head, small, almost sad, chuckle leaving your mouth before you spoke, “I shouldn’t have led you on…Should’ve told you, I’m sorry.”

She nodded, “It’s ok. You had your reasons. I wouldn’t say you strung me along. I just…didn’t see it, either. I’m glad I’ve gotten to know the real you, Y/N.” She said, sincerely.

“Flaws and all?”

“Flaws and all.”

“I can still joke, you know?” She smiled at it, shaking her head.

“I can tell. So, what do you say, friends?” She asked, holding out her hand.

You nodded with a massive smile, shaking the hand, “Friends.”

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You were now suited up, and going up to face Rita’s henchmen. You were all in sync, jumping off of one another as if it was nothing. You were a team. You had an understanding with one another.

You made it to the top, jumping over the edge and continuing the assault. Trini rolled over your back as you slammed a creature into the ground. As she went over, she kicked one about to punch you, blocking the punch and slamming her fist into the side of the creatures – named Putties – head.

She looked back to you, despite the helmets and visors, you could tell she was grinning, “Got your back.” She teased, before moving on.

You punched another, throwing it into it’s friend.

You all pushed up, before the tables started to be turned, and you started to be turned back.

You were pushed back to the edge of the cliff. You knew you’d all stay together, though, until the end. You were loyal. You were a fighter.

Zack’s zord saved you all in the nick of time, piling on top of your enemies.

Your visors all retracted as you looked at the fight in the city.

It was zord time.

You could be fearless when needed, and you definitely needed it as you all rushed into said city. Your zord was like Trini’s, a fast one that prowled the streets.

You seemed to get to grips with it fairly quickly.

You were adaptable.

You swung your tail around, smacking into the horde that was coming towards you. As you looked ahead, you saw some going to Trini’s Zord.

“Trin, you trust me?” You asked, over the comms.

“Always.” Was her response.

At it, you fired your lasers, watching as the putties all exploded at the impact.

You swung it around again, the tail hitting more. You let out a war cry; you could be angry too when needed.

With it all seemingly said and done. That just left the big guy; Goldar.

You all lined up. However, as you all psyched yourself up, you saw more Putties in the distance.

“We can’t fight Goldar and the putties at the same time.” Jason said, knowing that it was the only truth in this situation.

“Someone has to go.” Said Zach.

“But it’s suicide.” Kim morbidly reminded you all.

There was a silence as you all let it sync in.

Then –

“I’ll do it.” You said.

“No –” Trini instantly went to talk you out of it, but you continued.

“Look, you guys can handle him, ok? I need to get the putties away from those people. Trust me.” You seemed almost calm.

That was another thing about you, you were brave.

Brae until the end.

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It was over, they had one. It was all silent. The people had dispersed, it was just their giant zord left standing tall.

As soon as she could be, Trini was out, calling out your name and trying you on the comms, nothing came of it.

Her heart was beating rapidly in her chest, her anxieties off the chart. She was thankful for the visor on her helmet being blacked out, it meant that no one could see the worry.

She had let you go, alone. She knew how you two could be, how you both were as stubborn as the other.

The older was meant to go first.

She found your zord, finding it smoking and trashed.

She ran, as fast as she thought she had in her life, ever.

She climbed up your zord, calling out your name. She found you, visor covering your face, but you weren’t moving. There were scorch marks on your armour, and the glass of your zord had cracked.

She dragged you from it, hands going to your helmet.

“How – how do I get this off?!” She was panicking, forgetting the button on the side that would unlock the visor.

She finally found it, and was met with your eyes closed and your body limp.

Tears pooled her hers, and she let out a wail.

You were gone, you weren’t coming back.

They had won, but at a cost.

But, at least they had gotten to know the real you. The one that they hadn’t known existed.

They had met the hero you actually were.

#trini kwan imagine #trini kwan x reader #power rangers imagine #power rangers x reader

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xiaojusaur · 4 years

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Pairing: 80s Heartthrob! Lucas x Reader

Genre: Smut, Fluff, a hint of Angst

Warnings: Wild kissing, fingering, protected sex, praising, dirty talking

Word Count: 9.4K

Description: The campus heartthrob Lucas asks you for a pencil in class and invites you to dinner later, thinking you would fall for him as fast as the other girls. To his surprise, you will become his hardest catch and the thief of his heart. This story develops in the 80s, it contains a lot of 80s slang.

“This History class makes me ralph,” you heard from your right side in the classroom. You looked with the corner of your eye to see Lucas, the biggest heartthrob on campus, with both hands on his face.

Any girl from campus would feel so lucky to be sitting right next to the campus cutie, but not you, you really didn’t care. In fact, you didn’t find him that fine, he was pretty normal to you. So, you decided to ignore him and keep paying attention to the class.

A few minutes later you heard again, “Hey, sweet thang, do you have a pencil I can borrow?” You thought he was talking to another person, so you didn’t even bother to look.

But then you heard, “Psst! Hey you, pretty thing on my left”. Surprised, you eyed him without saying nothing, trying to still hear what the professor was saying.

“Yes you,” he whispered when you looked at him. “Can I borrow a pencil?”

You just nodded and fished for your pencil case in your backpack. You then passed him the darn pencil and continued to pay attention to the class.

At the end of the class, you already had forgotten about the pencil, so you packed your stuff and when you were about to walk out the classroom someone pulled you by the arm, making you stop abruptly.

You looked back alarmed to meet with Lucas big-rounded eyes.

“Sorry, I just wanted to give your pencil back,” he smiled. You could see why every girl was swooning over him, he kinda had a charm.

“You can keep it, I think you need it more than I do,” you smirked because you just called him moron.

His eyes scanned you from down to up, was he checking you out?

You confirmed your assumption with his next line, “Say, let me thank you then. How ‘bout we do lunch? My treat. We can get some za and brew. Whatchu think?” You hate his smug face.

You wanted to turn him down, though it was a tempting invitation, you weren’t about to be one more on his i-fuck-em-i-leave-em list.

“Hmm... I’ll pencil you in, just in case something comes up,” you left him in uncertainty.

“Schweet,” he said in his deep voice. There you had another reason why girls pissed their pants for him. “See ya’ around then,” he let you go.

Your friend, who was waiting outside, saw everything and as soon as you stepped outside the classroom said, “Drop some science, homegirl.”

You rolled your eyes, “There’s nothing, I just gave him a pencil.”

“So you just gave a Pencil to THE Lucas, as if nothing?” She asked surprised.

“No duh! I’m telling you, he asked me for a pencil and I just gave it to him,” you explained again.

“Don’t bogart! I feel like there’s something more,” she squinted her eyes.

“Ugh, fine! Can you believe he asked to do lunch with me?” A smile started forming on your face.

“No way!” She squealed in the hallway.

“I kid you not!”

“Dude, that’s radical! What did you say?” She was so excited you almost felt guilty for saying no to Lucas.

“I said I’d pencil him in,” you whispered.

“Why would you do that?! Do you know the possibilities!?” She was so disappointed.

“Listen, like, I don’t wanna be another one on his list. You know his rep. I’m not about to be played again,” you confessed.

“Hey, but at least you would be getting played by someone fly as fuck! Have you seen that man?! He’s like fine as hell!”

“Not even,” you scoffed.

“Even! Where are your eyes?!”

“Ugh, whatever, I didn’t say no, if I change my mind I’d tell him,” you started walking to leave.

Lucas POV

He met with his squad at the parking lot, everyone was waiting for him.

“Was about time!” Said Mark as soon as he saw him.

“Homeboy, where the fuck were you?” asked Hendery.

“Bruh, I just met this betty on my history class, I was trying to ask her out but she kinda said no,” he looked bummed.

“Tough, homie,” said Hendery.

“Anyways, what’s the plan? What are y’all down for?” He wanted to forget everything asap.

“How ‘bout we go to the dinner, we can grab some beer,” suggested Mark.

“Bitchin’”

Your POV

Your friend and you decided to go to the dinner to get something to eat before returning home. After all, it was Wednesday and you needed to study. Some food would be nice.

You were sharing some fries and milkshakes when suddenly you saw him: Lucas.

You panicked a little but tried to look cool. You couldn’t fool your friend. “You saw a ghost or something?” But when she turned around, she knew the reason. Lucas was walking in with a few friends.

“Oh! Look who’s here! Maybe now you can actually tell him yes,” she joked.

“Psych!” You started laughing.

You tried to not draw too much attention so he wouldn’t see you but apparently you were everything he wanted now, as suddenly he was walking to you.

“Gag me with a spoon! He’s coming!” You panicked.

But before your friend could say something he got to the table.

“Heyy, sweet thang, good to see you here!” He sounded excited.

“Hey again,” you smiled nervously.

“Seems life wants us to meet,” he was being smooth.

“For sure,” you nodded.

“Can I sit here?” He pointed to your side on the table.

“Totally,” you said as you moved so he could sit. He looked at your friend and tipped his head, she just smiled back to him.

The thing about Lucas isn’t that he’s attractive, is his choice of words and how smooth he is. In no time, he’ll have you wrapped around his finger because he’s totally good with words.

He quickly felt confident to put his arm over your shoulders. Your friend almost choked on a french fry because he wasn’t being subtle at all.

“So, sweet thang, you have a name?” he said while raising an eyebrow, trying to look fly.

“Yeah, is pencil girl for you,” you were in the mood for joking a little.

He roared of laughter, “Oh baby, you’re really funny,” he commented.

“It’s Y/N,” you said laughing of your own joke.

“Cute,” he pointed out. “So, are you up for that offer? Or are you gonna turn me down again?” He asked.

“Listen, pretty boy, I will accept only because I’m already here,” you explained.

“Bitchin,” he smirked.

Your friend, who already was feeling awkward said, “Imma go talk to Joan about something, be right back!” and she flew out.

When Lucas saw your friend disappeared, he was looking at you, scanning you, trying to learn every detail of you.

“What?” you spat.

He just gave you a lopsided smile and responded, “Nothing, baby.”

“I’m not your baby,” you protested.

“You might be in the future.” This suave motherfucker!

“Not even,” you rolled your eyes.

“That’s what they all say,” he pulled you closer and you turned your head, avoiding what he had in mind to do.

Lucas clearly didn’t know you, you were down for playing this hard-to-get game.

He hummed, “I see, you’re a feisty one. Tell you what,” his lips got closer to your ear to whisper, “I’ve had many like you between my fingers and they all changed their minds as soon as they tried this.”

You couldn’t deny his groggy, deep voice in your ear giving you goosebumps, but you were not going to fall for his games this easily. If he really wanted something, he had to earn it with sacrifice.

“Oh, dear Lucas,” you said giggling evilly, “You don’t know anything about me, homeboy. You want something with me? You gotta earn it, work hard for it, and I might think about it. Okay?” You got up the table and looked at him in disbelief before almost running out of the place.

Your friend noticed and came running right behind you.

“Wait! What happened??” She shouted.

“Well, he just thinks he can whisper in my ear and get in my pants, so I got angry!” You were furious! How dare he! You were walking fast to your dorm.

“What a major hoser! I hope he gets kicked in the balls.”

“That’s not gonna happen, the world is in love with him,” you groaned.

“Well, maybe you can be his kick in the balls,” she shrugged.

“Grody” you grimaced.

Lucas kept insisting, or should you say persisting? He kept talking to you in class, he would look for you at lunch, he would find any excuse to have a word. You loved to see him try.

You were at your locker storing some books when he appeared from the back, closed your locker door and caged you between his arms.

“Sweet thang, say, would you like to party hardy Friday night?” His breath smelled like peppermint, his eyes were staring at you intensively.

You heavy breathed annoyed, “Lucas, why are you so entitled? Isn’t there any other girl toy for you to bother?”

“Get real, you like me, you just want to seem interesting by playing hard to get,” he said so sure, you almost believe him.

“Oh, I’m so sure! You live in my head now?” You said sarcastically.

“I understand body language, baby” he rose his eyebrows. You just wanted to hit his smug face.

“Eat my shorts, Lucas,” you pushed him out of the way, but he wasn’t giving up so easily.

“Oh, I would love to!” He exclaimed a little too loud in the hallway.

“Hey, barf bag, leave her alone. Don’t you see she’s not into you? Get the hint, homie” said your friend, finally coming to the rescue.

He finally left, and you thanked your girl for the help. You really didn’t understand what was his damage.

Your neighbor was throwing a party and she invited you. She was so nice, you couldn’t say no, plus, who doesn’t like parties? You invited your friend over because going to parties alone wasn’t fun.

You were looking totally wicked with a colorful shirt tied on the front and some high-waisted jeans, ready to dance your heart out and party hardy.

You could hear the boom of the music from your room, so you tried to hurry up. You ran down the stairs all ready to get greeted by your mom who just arrived from work. She said hi and told you to be safe and have fun.

You met your friend outside and then decided to enter the house. Your cute neighbor received you all happy and quickly gave you some drinks to set up the mood. The music was so nice, there weren’t many people and you all had space to dance.

You were dancing crazily with your friend when suddenly you saw him. You thought it was your brain playing games on you, you thought you were going mental but no, Lucas just entered the house with a few of his friends. Did he know your neighbor?!

“Oh no,” you said in panic but without stopping from dancing.

“What’s happening?” your friend asked.

“I’m gonna spin you so you can see,” you said.

“Kay.”

You changed positions with her and she saw him. “OH! Do you think he knows you’re here? Or is it just a coincidence?”

“I don’t know, with him everything is a surprise,” you rolled your eyes.

“Just let it flow, he hasn’t noticed you’re here.”

“Well, he will soon, let’s go get a drink,” you pulled her by the wrist.

At the kitchen, you found your neighbor, “Hey! Are you having fun?” she said too excited, you suspected she was tipsy already.

“Yeah!! This party is hella stellar!” you said as you grabbed a drink for yourself.

“I’m glad! Well, I’ll be going around, my crush just arrived!” she giggled.

“Go get him!!” you encouraged her.

“He’s the cutest! Though he came with some friends, I’m trying my luck here,” she explained. Could it be one of Lucas friends? You decided to ask her.

“By any chance, is Lucas one of his friends?” That sounded so nosy, but fuck it!

“Yeah, is there any problem?” she looked so confused.

“No! Not at all,” you blushed.

She then smirked, great! Now they would think you like him. “Don’t tell me you like him?”

“Not even!!” you panicked, but now your neighbor AND your friend had their own speculations.

You went back to the dancefloor/living room. Footloose by Kenny Loggings was playing so everyone was dancing happily. You pulled your friend to dance with you. While you were at it, you scanned the whole place to see where Lucas was.

You spotted him talking in a corner, drink in hand. He looked hot as fuck, wearing a leather jacket, black jeans, his jet-black hair styled naturally. Wait, what were you thinking? Must be the alcohol in your system.

Your friend caught you staring and started teasing you, “You don’t have to pretend with me you know? You can’t fool your bff”. She was laughing.

“What do you mean?” you were acting innocent.

“You know what I mean! Y/N, if you like him, you should give him the chance. Just have fun on the ride!” she encouraged you.

“What if I end up hurt?” you asked.

“Well, you know his fame. Try not to get so much into it,” she shrugged. “Though, with this, you’re confessing YOU LIKE HIM!!!”

“Stop!!! I just like the attention,” you sassed.

“Well, don’t panic, but he just spotted you and he’s walking here so act natural,” she said as she pretended to not see him.

“Barf me out,” you said between teeth.

“Heyyy Sweet thang!” he said happy to see you.

“Oh! Hey, Lucas! I didn’t know you were here!” your acting was radical.

“Yeah, one of the homeboys goes together with the girl that threw the party,” he explained.

“Tubular!”

“Yeah! She’s neighbors with Y/N!” spoiled your dear friend.

You looked at her with menacing eyes, she wasn’t supposed to share that information, less with LUCAS!!

“For real?” he smiled excitedly.

“Yeah…” you said nodding.

“Bitchin!” he exclaimed.

Suddenly I Wanna Dance With Somebody by Whitney Houston started playing, everyone went wild and started dancing again. Lucas looked at you and you looked at him, like you two wanted to dance but nobody worded it.

“You guys should dance!” your friend finally said.

“Are you down?” he asked scratching the back of his head.

“Sure,” you shrugged.

He took your hand and pulled you nearer the dancefloor. He started dancing and smiling, you were hypnotized so you just stood there looking at him while smiling. “Come on! Show me those dance moves!” he pulled you closer and started to shake you to make you dance.

You started moving at the rhythm of the music, he spun you, sometimes his hand held you by the waist for too long. You both were jumping and twisting, having the time of your lives.

The song stopped and you both started laughing, you leaned on him to not fall from the laughter. He didn’t lose time and held you.

“Do you want anything to drink?” he asked being a gentleman.

“Would be gnarly,” you nodded.

“Be right back, sweet thing,” he said as he walked to the kitchen.

Your friend appeared out of nowhere when she noticed he wasn’t near.

“How was it?” she was smirking.

“Wicked good,” you confessed.

“You’re welcome,” she bragged.

“Thanks for saving my life,” you rolled your eyes, but honestly, you were thankful.

“You both were dying to dance! Pussies!” She left suddenly because she saw him walking to you again.

“Here you go,” he placed his hand on the small of your back.

“Thank you,” you said as you took the drink from his hand.

“You smoke?” he asked casually.

“Nope, do you?” you made a daring face, testing him.

“Not if you don’t,” he smiled. This little bitch!

“Hmm… I see,” you ran your tongue over your bottom lip to wet it a little. You don’t know how he took that action but he chuckled.

Girls Just Wanna Have Fun started playing and your friend came running to dance with you, so you left Lucas alone.

You wanted to tease him a little, so you started moving a little too sexy, your friend obviously understood what you were doing so she played along. You looked at him while dancing and he was just studying you while smiling.

“I think he’s really into you,” said your friend.

“No duh!” you said sarcastically

“What are you gonna do?”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, are you going home with him? Are you gonna leave him hanging?” she was curious.

“I don’t know! What should I do?” you keened.

“I say you just let it flow. Do whatever he wants to do, don’t resist,” she suggested.

“Within my boundaries, of course,” you added.

“Exactly. He won’t do anything you don’t want to. He doesn’t strike me as that kind of guy,” she was looking at him.

“What if I want to?! That’s my fear!” You said alarmed.

“Just let it happen! Have the mindset that he’s a heartthrob, try to not get feelings,” she shrugged.

“Easy for you to say! You’re not the one getting hurt!” You complaint.

As soon as the song finished, he walked closer to you, as if you had a magnet.

“Hey,” he surprised you from the back.

“Hi... again,” you smiled.

“Do you wanna... maybe take a walk?” he offered.

“Sure...” you nodded.

“After you...” he signaled to the door.

You both were outside, walking around the house, taking some fresh air. He had his hands in the pockets of his jacket, just so attentive to your conversation.

“So which one is your house?” He asked while looking down the street.

“Literally the one next to this,” you laughed.

He looked at it, a smile growing on his face.

“What?” You elbowed him.

“I just imagined you sneaking out through that window, jumping from there,” he started laughing.

“You! I’ve never done that! I’m a good girl,” you battered your eyelashes.

“You can’t fool me, baby. You’re not so much of a good girl,” he smirked.

“I may not be it, but I’ve never sneaked out through that window. And before you ask, nobody has jumped out of it either. Plus I’m a grownup, I can go out at any time,” you shrugged.

“Is that your room?” He asked about the window.

“Are you planning to rob me?” you asked back.

“Maybe,” he looked up acting innocent.

You went silent, imagining him in your room, jumping out of the window because it was too late and your parents came home. You were smiling unconsciously and he caught you.

“A penny for your thoughts. It seems really interesting in there,” he was looking at you.

“Nothing, just... nothing,” you smiled.

“Pretty thing, you need to get real with me. Weren’t you a big girl?” He was challenging you.

You smiled and maybe the alcohol helped but you just blurted, “Well, I was thinking about you and I in my room and suddenly my parents get home or wanting to come into my room and it was really funny imagining you jumping out the window.”

He started laughing loudly, “Oh, you’re really funny. But seriously, what were we doing in your room?” You knew where he was going and you were so up for it.

“Stuff,” you shrugged.

“What kind of stuff?” He raised an eyebrow.

“Interesting stuff,” you smirked.

He hummed and then asked, “Are your parents home?”

“Probably sleeping, since it’s so late,” you looked at your watch and it was 2AM.

“You down for some interesting stuff?” He winked at you! And you almost swoon but you concealed it with a chuckle.

“Sure,” now you were challenging him.

You opened the door, peeking inside making sure your parents weren’t in the living room. When you saw the house completely dark and silent, you extended your hand to Lucas, who was waiting right behind you. He took it and you darted inside, closing the door almost silently behind you.

You both went upstairs in your tiptoes, not making too much sound. Arriving at your door was a relief. You opened it, praying that it didn’t make any sound and you let Lucas in first, then you entered and locked it.

Lucas was watching everything around, your posters, your disks, and turntable. “Your room is hella gnarly,” he commented.

“Yeah, thanks,” you nodded.

He took the liberty of sitting on your bed and you sat right beside him. He was still hypnotized by everything surrounding him. You were studying him: his golden skin glowed with the moonlight, his eyes were shining, you dare to think he looked cute. But you knew there was nothing soft about this boy, he was danger and he was in your room.

He caught you looking at him so he smiled and you blushed. He was getting closer to you and you didn’t know what else to do, so you let him. Just centimeters away from kissing you he whispered in a deep voice, “Can I kiss you?” and your lips just moved on their own, “Please.”

His lips crashed on yours with full force. Surprisingly, you were kissing him back with the same want, like you’ve been wanting this your whole life... and maybe you have.

He pushed you down on the mattress, still kissing you desperately, hands everywhere, bodies closer than ever, teeth grasping, nose bumping. You felt one of his hands traveling south, which made you nervous because who knows where would you be ending. Your hands were tangled between his dark locks enjoying the silky feeling of his hair. His hand just kept lingering on your thigh not daring to touch more, maybe waiting for your approval.

He groaned and said, “Gosh, you have an amazing bod,” and he continued kissing you.

“So do you,” you whispered, guiding him to your neck. He nibbled the soft skin right below your jawline, making you moan.

He smiled proudly because he knew the effects he had on you.

He was caressing your thigh, going up, getting closer to your center.

“Oh Lucas...” you moaned right on his lips, he just smirked again.

Suddenly someone knocked on your door. You both froze and he looked at you alarmed, asking you without words what to do. You pointed to down your bed and he quickly rolled and got underneath it.

“Honey? Y/N? Are you home?” It was your mom.

You pretended to have a sleepy voice, “Mom...? Is something wrong?”

“Oh, nothing, just making sure you were there... sleep well, honey.” You heard her footsteps fade away.

A few seconds later, Lucas appeared from under the mattress. “Guess I’ll have to jump after all,” he whispered and you both started laughing, trying to keep it low.

He got up to his feet and while brushing off the dust from his pants he said, “Well, it was fun baby, but gotta motor.”

“Sure, be careful out there,” you said leaning on your elbows.

“Will do,” he assured you. He leaned over to reach your lips and pecked you before jumping out of the window. It was really funny seeing him do what you wondered earlier.

Everyone at campus was talking about the party and how radical it was. Your friend, who noticed your absence and Lucas’, asked you about it but you chose to keep it a secret between Lucas and you.

Nobody knew how he climbed your window the two following Friday nights. You would wait for your parents to go out or to fall asleep and he would knock on your window for you to let him in.

You two would play some jams on your turntable or just chill around your room, but it always finished the same way: wildly kissing on your bed. Here you were, underneath his muscular bod, his hands everywhere while your mouths couldn’t let go of each other.

He stopped, closed his eyes and pursed his lips as if holding back his impulse. You looked at him confused and asked, “Is something wrong?”

He was hovering over you while looking directly into your eyes now. “Babe, I really don’t know how much I can hold myself,” he sounded desperate. “I hella wanna make you mine,” he confessed in a deeper-than-usual voice.

You bit your lip in response and he hissed.

“I wanna touch you and I want you to touch me,” he said as he crouched again to kiss your neck. His lips were convincing you, but your mind had more power and you didn’t want to become one of his girls yet. But maybe you didn’t have to reach third base... you could just run a little farther than first base.

‘Tender Love’ played on the background while he attacked your neck, his hands ran slowly up your exposed thighs. His palm arrived between your legs and he was massaging your core over your underwear, teasing, making you surrender to his charms. You weren’t complaining, on the contrary, you sighed and whispered, “Lucas…”

“Yeah, babe?” he asked in a teasing tone. He sucked on the tender skin under your ear and marked you.

“Lucas!!!” you gasped in panic. He just started laughing.

“You marked me!” you sat on your bed, touching the spot he sucked because it was stinging.

“So what?” this cocky bitch!

“Why did you do that?!” you whisper-screamed.

“To give you something to remember me,” he winked.

“What if I do the same? You wouldn’t like it” you sassed.

He laid back on your bed, propped up his elbows, and looked at you with a raised eyebrow, like challenging you. “Who said I won´t?”

“I’m assuming since you are the biggest heartbreaker around,” you made a smug face.

“You’re just a chicken,” he was definitely challenging you.

You gasped “I see,” you nodded. You then straddled him, darkness in your eyes, seducing him. He didn’t move a muscle waiting for your next move, but he was looking at you in awe. You leaned forward aiming to his neck and then bit and sucked on his neck, right on his jugular.

You heard him gasp, hiss, and then moan, his hands quickly holding you by the waist. “Oh fuck, baby…”

You looked proudly the little galaxy you left on his neck and then said, “Call me chicken one more time.”

“Zip it, come here,” he pulled you to kiss you again, this time full of lust, desperate to take your clothes off, he sent your shirt flying, leaving you in bra while you pulled his white shirt off too. Your hands ran down his muscular arms as he pulled you closer.

You were convinced to just let it happen when someone knocked on your door. You both stopped and entered in panic mode. He mouthed “What should I do?”

You just eyed to under the mattress. He rolled his eyes, like saying “Here we go again”, but he quickly got under your bed. You just pretended to be asleep and got under the sheets. Whoever it was, opened the door to peek inside and then closed it. Must be your parents who arrived and wanted to let you know. Thank God they always knocked.

“They are gone,” he whispered.

You got out of the sheets and said, “Why does this always happens?”

“Something doesn´t want us to do the wild thing,” he chuckled.

“Maybe it’s not good for me,” you smirked.

“What do you mean?!” he acted hurt while putting on his shirt again.

“I said what I said,” you crossed your arms.

“Is it time to jump out the window?” he asked.

“Probably,” you shrugged.

“Kay then, see you on Monday,” he was walking to the window.

“Okay bye,” you waved at him.

“Wow, no good night kiss or anything?” he acted disappointed again.

You laughed and then walked to him, he pulled you by the waist and then kissed you hard. You two acted as if you were an official thing, but you didn’t even know where you were standing.

“I’ll see you at campus, my sweet thing,” he said in a velvety voice and then opened the window to jump outside.

You looked in the mirror to admire the little mark Lucas gave you. What does that mean? Does it mean he likes you? Or does he want you just for fun? All you know is you’re starting to like him A LOT.

Your friend was waiting for you at the cafeteria to grab some lunch and you were anxious to see Lucas too. You tried to cover the hickey with some makeup, plus you tried to cover it with your hair, but your friend had eagle eyes and saw it from afar.

“What is that?!” She brushed your hair back, exposing your neck.

“Damn you and your telescopic eyes,” you groaned.

“Who did this to you?!” She was so confused and felt betrayed because you haven’t said anything to her.

“I- can explain,” you gave her a fake smile.

“I’m waiting,” she was tapping her foot.

“Okay so... I’ve been seeing Lucas...” you said in an almost imperceptible voice.

“YOU WHAT?!” She screamed, many heads turning to look at you two.

“Keep it down please!” You said through greeted teeth.

“You’ve been boinking with the campus heartthrob and you didn’t tell me?! I feel betrayed!” She was so dramatic.

“First of all, not boinking has happened... yet. And second, I wanted to tell you but I’m just in denial, okay?” you explained.

“What base?” she was questioning you.

“Umm... a little further than first?” You confessed.

“That’s hella putt, what the fuck! You have that guy with an amazing bod on the palm of your hand and you’re telling me you’re only scamming. That’s sad,” she made a smug face.

“Hey, I’m trying to save my heart,” you whined.

“Come on! Don’t tell me you haven’t thought of jumping on that D,” she elbowed you.

“I will not say anything,” you looked away and while doing it, you spotted Lucas talking with his friends. You could clearly see the hickey you made, but unlike you, he was proudly wearing it.

“So what are you gonna do about it?” Your friend brought you back to reality, making you jump.

“Nothing... it’s not like we’re something official,” you shrugged.

Lucas POV

“Man! You had a wild night?” Mark asked while looking at the tiny galaxy on Lucas neck.

“You could say that,” he nodded.

“Who’s the lucky betty?” asked Hendery.

“You wouldn’t believe me if I tell you,” he smirked.

“Is she popular?” asked Ten.

“Not that much, but she’s a zeek,” he explained.

“They say those are the kinkiest,” Ten wiggled his eyebrows.

“Honestly, I really cannot wait to bone her, she’s really hot.” Lucas threw one of his lopsided smiles. What he didn’t notice is that you were right behind him. His friends looked alarmed and when he looked back, he found you there, looking at him in disbelief.

“Shit,” he murmured before you spat an “I really thought you were different,” and walked away.

He looked back to his friends who were still in shock, probably because they just found out who the girl was and because of what happened.

“I’m in deep shit, aren’t I?” he asked more to himself, but Mark just said, “Big time, homeboy.”

The guys have never seen him like that because of a girl, that’s when they noticed he was REALLY into her.

“Homie, you better blitz if you wanna keep her,” Xiaojun encouraged him, so that’s what he did.

Your POV

You couldn’t believe how dumb were you. Of course! That’s the only thing he wanted, he’s the campus cutie, he would never like you like that.

You were walking furiously to your car to just go home and curl yourself and cry the anger away.

There was nobody home when you arrived, and partly you were glad. You didn’t want to give explanations as to why you were crying.

You felt like the biggest clown of town. How could you be such a space cadet?!

Between your tears of anger, you fell asleep.

A knocking sound woke you up. You were lost, looking around you. It was past midnight, probably the sound was a branch hitting your window or something. But then you heard it again, emphatically, so you turned on the bed to see Lucas knocking on your closed window. You remembered why you were like that so you turned on the bed, giving him your back.

He kept knocking faster, becoming annoying, but then he punched a little too hard and his fist went through the glass, breaking it. You heard a faint “Oh shit!” and when you looked again, there were pieces of glass everywhere on your floor.

You took a deep breath, closed your eyes trying to align your chakras, and walked to the window to open it.

“Are you kidding? For real, you can’t be a worst bogus,” you rolled your eyes.

He jumped inside your room, finally.

“I’m sorry about that, I’ll fix it,” he apologized.

“You better! And you better be thinking about an excuse to tell my parents as to why my window broke, unless you want me to call the police,” you were not having it.

“Listen, Y/N, we need to talk,” he tried to take your hands, but you crossed them over your chest.

“What’s there to talk, Lucas? I heard everything! You just want to get in my pants, and I will not be part of your list,” you fumed.

“Let me explain, would you listen to me, please?” He was using his soft voice, you knew all his tricks.

“Bogart,” you said in a firm voice.

“Okay, so I will not deny that I’m def crazy to have your amazing bod between my fingers, to enjoy it, to cherish every inch of your skin...”

You interrupted him, “Uh-huh, anything else, besides the obvious?”

“But I really like you, Y/N. I enjoy your company, you’re really different. You know the efforts I’ve been doing to just be with you, to get you to notice me? Why else would I climb a window? Do you think I’m that desperate to just get in your pants? I could do that with any other girl, but I’m still here almost begging for your forgiveness.” He pulled you closer by the waist, making you relax.

“Lucas, I don’t know…” you were already getting soft.

“Come on, you know you like me. I see it in your eyes every time you look at me,” he was holding a smile, but eventually, let it out.

“Don’t get that cocky about it!” you shouted, forgetting your parents must be sleeping.

“Just confess it, I confessed. It’s your turn now,” he pulled you closer and you wrapped your arms around his waist.

“Fine,” you rolled your eyes.

“Say it,” he was smirking!

“Lucas, I like you,” you felt your cheeks getting red.

“That’s it?” he wanted more!

“Wait, no. I REALLY like you. Like, I’m head over heels for you and there’s not a single day I go without thinking about you. You’re everywhere! And I just want to squeeze you and fill you with kisses. But I’m really scared,” you let everything out.

“Why?” he was serious now.

“Because you’re the campus cutie, every girl wants you, and I’m not even that popular around,” you shrugged.

“Who cares about what others think? I want you. I chose you. Screw what other’s think!” he took your face between both of his hands, looking at you directly in the eyes.

“Yeah, but I’m not even that pretty,” you tried to look away.

“Who said that?! You’re the most gorgeous woman I’ve seen. Plus, you’re smart. Anyone would be lucky to have you,” he kissed your forehead.

You stood in silence for a few minutes and then said, “I need to clean your mess.”

“I’ll make it up to you. How about we do lunch and then I take you around?”

“Are you gonna come through the door this time?” you raised an eyebrow.

“What do you mean?” he was confused.

“Are you gonna meet my parents?” the thought made you blush.

“Sure, I’ll pick you up.” So he was being serious.

You were getting ready in your room when you heard someone knocking at the door. You ran downstairs but your dad had opened the door already.

Lucas was standing outside with some flowers, looking stunning as ever, wearing a black button shirt with some colorful designs, black pants, a black jacket, his hair brushed back with only a few strands hanging on his forehead. He looked hot. The first button of his shirt was undone, exposing his collarbones and a chain adorned his neck. You almost faint at the sight of him.

“Hello, Sir,” he was being polite.

“Hi! Welcome! Are you here for Y/N?” your dad asked a little too excited.

“Yeah, we´re going to get some food,” he smiled, eyeing you.

“Come in,” your dad opened the door for Lucas to enter.

“Oh, you’re here,” your dad noticed your presence.

“Yeah,” you nodded looking at Lucas, not being able to take your eyes off him.

“Hi,” he said in the tiniest voice you’ve heard him do, it was almost funny. Was he nervous?

“Hey,” you responded. He kissed your cheek and then gave you the flowers.

“For me? Oh my God, you didn’t have to!” You smelled them.

“I’ll be back. Imma place them in a vase,” you walked to the kitchen.

Your mom was in the kitchen, she already had the vase ready.

“He’s really handsome! Where did he come from?” your mom was in shock.

“I have a class with him,” you simply said.

“I hope everything goes well,” your mom was smirking!!!

“Mom!” you gasped.

You finally got out of the house and now were in Lucas car.

“That was… stressful,” he confessed.

“I’m sorry,” you laughed.

“It’s okay,” he placed a hand on your exposed thigh. “You look beautiful, by the way.”

“Thanks, you look great yourself,” you lied, he looked stunning, hot, amazing.

“Well, shall we go?” he asked while grabbing the steering wheel.

You just nodded.

The night ran smoothly. He took you to a simple burger and shakes place, you ate, and then you left to just drive through the night. It was kinda romantic being with him around. Occasionally he would place his hand on your thigh, giving it little caresses. He stole a few kisses on the red lights. You two talked about life and when you noticed, it was midnight already.

“You want to go to my apartment to get some coffee?” he asked out of nowhere.

“Sure,” you shrugged. You were excited to see his place though.

You got to a building near college, he parked in front and went to open the car door for you. You two walked into the building, then got in the elevator, and he pressed the 5th floor. His apartment was nice, so warm and simple. For being a boy, he was organized, you were impressed.

“Sit down, make yourself at home,” he walked to the kitchen and you sat on a sofa. He went to prepare some coffee and came back to sit across from you.

“So, do you have a curfew?” He asked.

“Not really, my parents don’t mind. Plus, my mom was pretty okay with you,” you confessed.

“Oh? Not kidding?” he was surprised.

“I kid you not,” you assured.

“I guess I’m a step closer,” he was smirking.

“To what?” You laughed.

“I smell coffee, I’ll be right back.” He got to his feet and walked to the kitchen again, ignoring your question completely.

He came back with two cups, handing you one.

You kept talking about different stuff while drinking coffee. When you finished, he took your cup and placed it on a table instead of walking back to the kitchen.

He kneeled in front of you, looking at you directly in the eyes. He placed his hands on your knees and then ran them up your thighs, every nerve on your body activating at his touch. You nodded, letting him know he could proceed.

His hands got under your skirt and he dared to kiss your thigh. You felt his fingers grab your panties and then he pulled them down your legs.

He made a trail of kisses up one of your thighs. “Can I have you?” He whispered.

You were down to let him do anything with you, you were ready to be his.

“Yes, please,” you said in a breathy tone.

He kissed your thighs again to make you open your legs. You almost melted on the sofa, giving him more access. His hand slid between your legs, reaching your heat.

He hissed when the tip of his fingers touched your wetness. “Babe, you’re so wet already.” He pulled you to the edge of the sofa, making your skirt roll up. He had a full view of your glistening pussy and he licked his lips, savoring it. His long fingers teased your folds, brushing your clit and your entrance. He started drawing gentle circles on your bundle of nerves, making you breathe faster by the minute.

Lucas was known for having big hands that could drive girls crazy. You were about to find out if the rumors were true.

He gave one last stroke before sticking in his middle finger slowly. You threw your head back, letting out a moan. Lucas hummed at your reaction.

He then added his index finger making your eyes cross and stealing a gasp from you. “Oh my God...”

He started moving his fingers deep inside you rapidly, the sensation was too much already. Lucas was amazed looking at your reactions.

“Do you like my fingers, pretty girl?” he said in a soft but deep voice.

“Mhm! Mhm!” You could only voice as you nodded desperately.

“God, you’re so wet,” he murmured, “Can you hear it?” He started going faster and you could hear the squelching sound coming from between your legs. You moaned in response, how could this man make you such a mess? You felt your orgasm trying to snap, he was hitting all the right places and that was only with his fingers!

“Lucas, I’m gonna cum,” you said whimpering, but he stopped with a last stroke to your clit with his thumb.

“Not yet, my love,” he whispered and then kissed your knee.

He got to his feet and extended his hand for you to take. “Let’s go to my room.” He pulled you and guided you there. Lucas closed the door behind him and then pulled you closer by the waist.

“I want to tell you something,” he was looking at you with so much tender, you dared to say you were falling in love.

“I really like you,” he confessed again.

“You already told me,” you giggled.

“I know, I’m just reassuring you. But I also want to tell you that I’ve never brought a girl here. Believe it or not.” His confession left you in shock.

“Should I believe you?” you asked playfully.

“If you want, but you can ask around,” he winked.

“No thanks,” you grimaced.

“Where were we? Oh right,” he smirked and then kissed you passionately. You kissed him back. His hands were holding your face, while yours were around his waist. You two fell onto the bed without stopping from kissing. It was almost the same as when you were in your room, but this time it would actually happen.

He groaned and said, “I can’t wait to make you mine.” You hissed in response. He ran his mouth to your neck, kissing and nibbling and sucking occasionally. He took off your shirt and threw it to the floor. His mouth was now kissing your cleavage and over your breast. He reached your navel and then went up, kissing and licking.

He reached to your back and unclasped your bra. Your hands reached for the buttons of his shirt and you opened them one by one with fire in your eyes. When you finished, you ran your hand up his torso and then, to take his shirt off, you caressed from his collarbones, to his shoulders, down his strong arms, until the shirt finally fell on the mattress.

He took your bra off and sighed at the sight of your exposed breasts. He leaned down, taking one of your nipples between his lips while looking in your eyes, then he moved to the other.

You felt him everywhere, his smell was everywhere on the bed, his hands ran absentmindedly on your sides, his hair tickled you, you were intoxicated by him it was overwhelming.

“Ugh! Lucas, please,” you groaned, and he smiled knowing what you wanted.

“What’s wrong, sweet thing?” he asked while kissing your neck again.

“I need you,” you sighed.

“You have me, baby, you have all of me,” he whispered in your ear, giving you goosebumps.

And then he kneeled on the bed to take your skirt off. Now you were all naked in front of him. He eyed you from head to toe and bit his lip. “Damn, you’re so beautiful,” he mumbled. “I’m gonna make you feel so loved.”

He unbuckled his belt and then took off his pants. The strain inside his boxers looked pretty big and you were wondering if he was THAT big.

“Imma fish a condom, be right back,” Lucas said as if nothing, winking at you. He was so used to this, it almost scared you. Opening a drawer, he found what he was looking for and walked back to the bed. He slid his underwear down his enormous thighs, his length springing free.

You were speechless, looking nervously between his legs. He was BIG. Lucas noticed and started laughing.

“Are you okay?” he asked while climbing back to the bed.

“I- yes! Never better,” you took a deep breath.

“Trust me, baby, is gonna fit,” he winked as he opened the tiny square with his teeth. He rolled the thing down his shaft and pulled you by the legs playfully. You screamed and laughed and he did too, he was making the whole experience fun.

He kneeled between your thighs, passed a finger up your slit, making sure you were ready for him. He licked his finger glistening with your arousal. “Mmm… so sweet,” he hummed.

Lucas hovered over you, his arms at each side of your face. He took his dick by the base to have a little help when looking for your entrance with his tip. When he finally found it, he pushed his hips a little, his tip entering you oh so slowly.

The stretch was burning but you just shut your eyes tightly and bit your lip. Lucas didn’t stop until he was completely in you. That was when he groaned loudly, “Fuck! You’re really tight, baby.”

You felt so full by him you barely could speak, but you moaned back to him, “You’re really big.”

He then pulled out slowly, hissing right in your ear, and thrusted you back in.

Now you know why he had every girl’s head spinning: if he was sexy in his normal life, he was sexier in bed. His hips movements were a sin, he was very vocal and very touchy. While thrusting you he kept whispering praises in your ear, he groaned, he moaned, you loved it. “Mmmm… baby, you’re so good to me.” His chains were dangling right on your face, adding some extra spice. You feared it would hit you, so you wrapped your arms around his neck and leaned your head on the crook of his neck.

Lucas did the same and now you were closer, more intimate, skin on skin. One of his hands ran down your side until reaching your leg and he pulled it up and you held it over his lower back. The sensation was double now, as he was reaching deeper into you. “Shit, baby!” you moaned and grabbed his butt cheeks with your hands, guiding him in a way.

“You want it harder?” he asked between pants.

“Mmmm... yes!” you screamed.

Lucas gave a tender kiss to your neck before leaning on his arms, hovering over you again. He stopped for a minute while he was shifting his position. Once he was comfortable, he pushed your legs up, so your knees were almost touching your chest, and rammed into you with such force, you were left without air. You gasped and moaned, and he just smirked.

“Oh my God, Lucas!” You keened. He was hitting all the right spots, your eyes closed on their own. He was going hard and deep, the perfect combination to have your head on the clouds.

“You take me so well, baby. It’s like you were made for me,” he said as his thumb brushed over your swollen clit.

His tip was brushing your sweet spot with every thrust and you were feeling the tight know in your pelvis trying to snap. But you didn’t want to finish yet. “Can I ride you?” You asked as you ran a hand on Lucas cheek.

“Fuck, that’s so sexy,” he muttered. He loved the idea, his eyes shined in anticipation.

Lucas pulled out and sat on the bed, leaning his back on the bedhead. His length was standing proudly, waiting for you, shining with your juices.

Your head was buzzing with the idea of having him at your mercy. He was watching every move you made, which meant this didn’t happen often.

You straddled him, took his dick by the base, looked for your entrance, and once you found it, you sat on it slowly until his shaft disappeared completely between your folds. He was amazed, he didn’t know what to do. His hands were hovering over your thighs but he didn’t know if to touch you or not.

You started moving in circular motions and that’s when Lucas lost it, he threw his head back and moaned in a groggy voice, “Oh, oohh, baby”. He held you by the waist. You loved seeing him like this, it meant he didn’t always have the control.

After a while, you started moving up and down fast. He moved his hands to your ass, guiding you as he liked. He was admiring the way your boobs jumped, you were driving him insane.

“Fuck, I found the perfect girl,” he commented between a gasp. You felt proud.

At a point, he started to meet your hips halfway, but then he took the lead and started fast-fucking you. This man was magical, he could do unimaginable things with those hips. You had to hold from his broad shoulders because you felt like you were going to faint. The only sound in the room was the lewd clapping of your thighs crashing with each other.

“Shit, baby, I’m gonna cum,” you panted as you leaned your forehead on his.

“Me too baby,” he confessed as he wrapped his arms around your torso, you wrapped yours around his neck, getting closer, intimate. His nose was on yours and he took the chance to kiss you.

He kept thrusting you until he felt you were clenching around him. “Mmm... you’re close right?”

You just nodded desperately.

“Come on, baby, cum all over my cock,” he said in a breathy voice, adding up to all the pleasure you were feeling.

You closed your eyes and it hit you. Your orgasm came with such force you were seeing stars behind your lids, you let out a loud moan, and you started to shake. You’ve never had an orgasm like this before.

Lucas held you tightly, praising you in whispers while helping you through your orgasm, “That’s it, baby. Ohhh my God, you’re so good to me. Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” he keened on that last phrase.

You felt every pulse of his cum filling the condom. He lost balance and you both crashed on the mattress, him squashing you underneath his huge body. You exploded in tired laughs and he did the same.

“I’m sorry, it was too good I felt I was flying,” he joked.

“Oh shut up,” you pushed him playfully.

“Let me just...” he motioned to get off you and you nodded.

He pulled out of you, taking off the full condom. “Imma trash this, be right back,” he walked to the bathroom. You looked at the clock on his nightstand and it marked 4AM. You were exhausted and you doubted you could walk after these events.

Lucas came back in all his naked glory, shamelessly, he knew he was hot. He jumped on bed and got under the sheets with you.

“So? You gonna cold lamp with me tonight?” he threw his arm around your shoulders and he placed his hand on your boob.

“Only if you want to,” you shrugged, playing hard to get.

“I mean, can you even walk?” he was being cocky.

“Shut up, you can’t do another round with this,” you said grabbing his crotch over the sheets.

He hummed and said, “I wouldn’t recommend doing that. It may wake up and YOU wouldn’t be able to handle it.”

“I’d say I could,” you winked.

“Not even,” he commented with his eyes closed and then groaned, “Ugh! I’m burned out.”

“Same here,” you confessed.

He yawned and said, “Let’s sleep, I’ll take you home in the morning,” he pulled you closer, cuddling you.

His body heat felt so nice on your exposed body and his hands slightly touching you were making you feel butterflies. What would happen now? You did exactly what you say you wouldn’t: jump into his bed. What if he just disappeared now? You were one on his list now… You kept overthinking everything until you fell asleep.

A bite on your earlobe woke you up, but instead of making you angry, it gave you delicious tickles because even when you were asleep, you knew who it was. “Mmmm… Lucas, let me sleep…” you murmured.

“Come on baby, wake up,” he whispered in your ear with his sleepy voice, which almost made you jump on him again. “Gotta take you home, your parents are gonna kill me.”

“They don’t care, probably they’re happy about it,” you hugged the pillow.

He giggled and said, “Baby… please”

“Ugh, fine!” you complained and finally opened your eyes.

There he was, with his huge, shiny eyes on you. A smile illuminated his face as soon as he saw you awake. “Morning, beautiful. How are you feeling?” He ran a hand down your hair.

“Morning,” you smiled. “Well, everything hurts, and with everything I mean it.” Your legs were sore and you had a slight ache right between your legs. Proof of everything that happened last night.

“What am I gonna do with you? You’re hella cute,” he kissed your cheek.

He was so lovey-dovey with you, you felt special.

“Lucas…” you called him.

“Yeah?” he was right there on your face.

“What’s gonna happen now?” you needed to know now. You wanted to know if your heart was going to break or if it was going to be okay.

“Well, you and I go together, you’re my girl now. Unless you don’t want to,” he was waiting for your response.

“I’m not gonna be your toy girl?” you asked insecure.

“No! I wanna go out with you. I really want you to be my girl,” he looked desperate for you to believe him.

“What about the other girls?”

“Babe, there’s just you and me now. No other girls.” He assured.

“You promise?” you said in a tiny voice.

“I promise. And if I ever fail you, please cut my dick off,” he said laughing.

“Lucas!!! This is serious!!!” you rolled your eyes.

“I’m serious!” he was laughing hard now.

He was nervous when leaving you at your doorstep, but your parents didn’t mind at all. In fact, they invited him to have breakfast with you guys and he was so embarrassed the whole time.

When he was gonna motor, he left you with the promise of seeing you on Monday at campus and a hard kiss on your lips.

At campus, he didn’t hesitate in taking your hand the moment he saw you. He embraced you and kissed you in front of everybody, leaving them all in shock, including your friend and his. After all, you both looked cute together and everyone predicted you were the couple of the decade.

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Gladion truly had no idea just how thin the walls of that motel were until that morning. He awoke to the sound of a high-pitched squeal, followed by almost manic laughter. At first, he thought to merely ignore it—it wasn’t like that motel was the perfect image of safety—but his Riolu, Vitalis, scrabbled at the door and whined like his life depended on getting outside. His frantic attention to the door woke Null as well as Gladion’s other pokémon, who quickly took interest in the door, too. Groaning, Gladion leapt out of bed, knowing that Null would need supervision now that he was awake if nothing else. His Sneasel, Zorua, and Porygon weren’t exactly paragons of obedience, either, and he didn’t trust that door against their combined forces.

Daring to peek through the tiny window in his motel room’s door, he heard another shriek and more laughter, and saw a group of people converging on someone else. The details were difficult to make out from their obscuring, dark clothes as well as the occasional flurry of rain. Even so, he noticed a midday Lycanroc trotting around them, as well as a Crabrawler pounding the earth with its fists just a little beyond them. Gladion caught a glint of silver from between the gathered people in black and then they separated just enough for him to see that it was the same small girl from Po Town he had seen playing with a Sliggoo the day before. She was on her knees, caked from the waist down in mud, but the signature Skull Gang medal hung around her neck, the off-white hat pulled over her head, all enough for him to identify her even from this distance. Suddenly, the Lycanroc lunged at her, snapping fangs dangerously close to her face; she brought her hands up in front of her and squealed. The people in black just laughed, chattering away to one another in Alolan faster than Gladion could hope to keep up. He swore the Lycanroc laughed, too, as it barked in rapid, high-pitched succession, prancing around her trembling frame proudly.

Feeling a rush of anger and anticipation, Gladion scrambled to throw himself properly together, decidedly omitting his own Skull Gang apparel from his getup. He may not have wanted to feel that close to Skull, but the fact of the matter was, she was a young girl regardless of her allegiances. He knew what it was like to be at the mercy of vindictive adults and he was not about to leave her to them. She didn’t deserve whatever they were about to do, whereas those men deserved a world of hurt for ganging up on her.

Recalling his pokémon, he flew out the door, forgetting to close it, and hollered at the gathered people. As they whipped around to look at him, he realized they were all men, native Alolan, looking to be no older than thirty at the most. Even that seemed like a stretch. One of them curled his lip at Gladion and spat at the ground. “You got somethin’ to say?” he asked tauntingly, patting his chest in a clear indication that he was ready for a fight. Gladion wasn’t sure why he would have done that… It wasn’t like people tended to engage in fistfights that often when pokémon battles were available, and they clearly had at least the Lycanroc and the Crabrawler.

The little girl froze as she spotted Gladion, shivering between her adrenaline and the frigidity of the mud and rain, and swallowed anxiously. Gladion pursed his lips and scowled at the gathered men. “Yeah. It’s called ‘pick on someone your own size,’” Gladion growled. “Girl’s no older than eight or nine. The hell are you doing attacking her? You’re grown men. Get lost.”

“Who are you s’posed to be?” another one of the men scoffed as his buddies laughed amongst themselves. “Missin’ your chains, lowly Rockruff. Ain’t you gotta wear your Skull colors? Show your nasty, heathen pride?”

“Who I am is, frankly, none of your goddamn business,” Gladion spat as he crossed his arms.

He realized a little too late that his choice in language was pushing it too far. That word carried an entirely different connotation on these islands. Whereas Galarians or Unovans would have waved off its use as particularly vulgar slang, Alolans saw it as using the Tapus’ names in vain, and coming from someone they believed had already forsaken them? He had just messed up, indeed.

The Lycanroc and Crabrawler turned their attention on him then, the former curling its lips into a cruel snarl, while the latter pummeled the earth uncomfortably close to his feet. The men shifted so they surrounded him instead of the little girl, moving in tandem like a school of prowling Basculin. “Say, when you say pick on someone our own size,” the first man came again coldly, “did ya mean someone like you, homeboy?”

Tensing at that, Gladion cut his eyes at the girl. “Go!” he hissed. Why are you still here? “Get back to Po Town. Now!”

She lurched, then looked frozen again momentarily, before leaping to her feet and sprinting away, throwing up dirt in her wake. The Lycanroc abruptly veered away from Gladion and raced after her. Panicking, he reached for Null’s Ultra Ball only to feel calloused hands latch onto his arms, the third man that hadn’t spoken yet snatching it from his grasp. Wrestling against their hold, Gladion ultimately pulled them all into the mud in a writhing pile of arms and legs, unable to see—and frankly, not sure if he would have wanted to, anyway—if the little girl had been caught by the Lycanroc or not. He furiously kicked and thrashed, even going as far as to snap his teeth at one’s ear that drew close to his face. His mind had cleaned itself of coherent thought and he was in sheer, plain survival mode.

“Get OFF of me!” Gladion howled when he found a moment to breathe, only to be met with a swift punch across his face for the remark. He wasn’t sure if it was from one of the men or their Crabrawler. Stunned, he fell limp and more blows befell his abdomen and ribcage, each one furthering the length of his temporary paralysis. It wasn’t long before he felt truly hopeless, curling into a ball against their blows, shuddering and praying it would end soon. Fleetingly, he wondered why they wouldn’t have wanted to battle him instead of this, or why they had attacked him at all, why they had ganged up on the young girl; of course, he knew the answer. The deep-seated Alolan hatred for the Skull Gang. Before that day, he hadn’t any idea just how pervasive and violent it could be. Above it all, though, he felt pathetic for having failed to defend himself so fantastically, because finding himself on the receiving end of blows was something he was familiar with. Sure, Lusamine’s occasional slaps and strikes couldn’t have held a candle to getting kicked around by three men and a Crabrawler, but the sheer inexplicable nature of her outbursts, the randomness of them, the exacerbated hatred in which she had regarded him following Lillie’s leave, had made them just as traumatic, had made this almost impossible to bear.

He just wanted it to stop. To just stop. He loathed that feeling of helplessness. It was something he had raged against in his rebellious escape from Aether Paradise. It was why he hated Lillie so deeply. She had abandoned him to Lusamine and to the capital punishment his mother was more than capable of dishing out… Yet, just like always, instead of violently defending himself, he was curled in the fetal position, taking their beating like the sorry sob he was. He hoped the girl had managed to escape the Lycanroc. At least that would have made it somewhat worth it, even if he was doubting his decision to get involved on her behalf by that point.

He was coughing and spluttering against the mud desperately for air when he faintly heard someone bellow, “Savage Spin-Out!”

The repetitive pressures in his side left him suddenly, even though pain still spasmed throughout his abdomen as his body came to the realization it was over. Blinking fervently against the flash of green light that played out overhead and shock, Gladion slowly realized that the men, plus their Crabrawler, had been knocked away from him, wrapped in thick, silken threads, and were unconscious. Exhaustedly fighting the mud to stand up, Gladion heaved for breath against stinging, agonizing lungs as he nervously traced the threads to find their source. Standing just a few feet away with his shoulders arched and a familiar midday Lycanroc slung over one of them, the little girl at his hip, and his Golisopod towering next to him, Guzma had a blank, cold stare on his face. He grunted in acknowledgment to Gladion, then tossed the Lycanroc to the ground like a sack of potatoes. Normally, such a sight might have made Gladion cringe, but he found it didn’t bother him that much then. That Lycanroc had been taught just as much prejudice as the men themselves had shown. Although it wasn’t its fault, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of righteousness, seeing it receive some retribution for its actions. It had been willing to maul a young girl, after all.

Stalking over to the fainted men and their Crabrawler, Guzma wrenched a hole open in the silken threads with a disgusting, wet crack!, retrieving Gladion’s Ultra Ball. Without turning to look, he flicked the Poké Ball back at Gladion, who unceremoniously scrambled to catch it from midair before it hit the mud. With a kick to one of the downed men’s crotches for good measure, Guzma spun around to face Gladion and huffed.

“Another rule,” he grumbled, “keep a pokémon out around ya if you’re gonna be pickin’ fights and don’t get close enough for people to grab ya.” Gesturing to the downed men, he added, “See that? They ain’t had a problem attackin’ a little girl. What makes ya think ya can get close to ‘em without ‘em hurtin’ you?”

Shaking his head tiredly, Gladion mumbled, “I don’t know…” I really don’t. I just… I didn’t expect that at all… He surreptitiously rubbed his right side. He felt like he’d been hit by a truck rather than just kicked a few times. Then again, that felt like nothing compared to his wounded pride, to the rush of shame at having been beaten so easily, even with Null at his side. What would Guzma think, seeing him get beaten down so easily? As much as he wanted to rebel against Skull thanks to Plumeria’s double-crossing nature he had seen the previous day, he hated the idea of being alone again even more.

As if picking up on his train of thought, Guzma snorted. “Don’t look like ‘at, chin up. Ya got jumped. Don’t matter what pokémon you have on ya if ya don’t remember to send ‘em out before shit gets ugly.” He cracked the slightest hint of a grin. “By the way, shitty form. Plumeria needs to teach you some methods of gettin’ outta situations like that, ‘cause I ain’t always gonna be there to save your ass. You was lucky I was headin’ outta Po Town and Lil’ua found me.” He paused, crossing his arms, and then sighed. His expression softened as he eyed the little girl, still standing dubiously a little away from him. She looked lost, as if everything that had happened was too much to process. Gladion sharply looked away from her and Guzma, staring at his shoes, finding he didn’t blame her. “But…” Guzma sighed, “I do wanna thank ya… Ya saw a Skull member in trouble and ya stepped in.” There was another long, grim pause. “That’s part o’ what bein’ in Skull means. Standin’ up for one another. Ain’t nobody got our backs out here but us. And you, Lil’ Aether, can have our backs real good… Anyway, Lil’ua?”

Gladion unconsciously started to pluck at his hair with his right hand as he heard the little girl muster a trembling voice. “Guzma, ae?”

“Start talkin’,” he heard Guzma bark, “where the hell is your Ma, and why the fuck was you out here alone?”

She floundered for a response, finally yelping, “W-was bored! Ma ain’t at Po Town right now… Went to Akala few days ago…”

“And she ain’t back?”

“No…”

“Figures…” Guzma muttered under his breath. “Still, you know fuckin’ better,” Guzma spat. Gladion heard the squelching of mud underfoot and winced as he accidentally wrenched one of the remaining locks of hair from the left side of his scalp. He snatched his right hand with his other, vice-gripping it to hold it down, quickly dropping the torn hair so Guzma would hopefully not question it. He wasn’t so lucky, as the footsteps paused and Guzma shouted, “Lil’ Aether?”

Gladion hated that nickname, and to be honest, he hated that defending that little girl had put him in that situation. In fact, he just hated his situation entirely! If his mother had simply kept her damn head screwed on straight, had Lillie not bolted the first chance she got from Aether, he wouldn’t have been in such a situation to begin with! Had Lusamine simply let him study at school normally, he could have gone anywhere in the whole world to further his studies, to make something of himself, to just live a normal life with a normal family! But no! Instead, he was relegated to crawling on his belly to the deepest recesses of Alola to escape Aether’s corrupted claws, with no family to his name aside from Null. The Skull Gang boasted of their familial nature, but he couldn’t help but partially feel like he had escaped the frying pan and hunkered down in the oven; he had escaped Lusamine’s brutality and bladed tongue, but now he would find himself at the mercy of shortsighted, angry Alolans, fueled by their belief in the Tapus and a prejudiced resentment for all those related to Skull. He almost contemptuously snorted. Yet, somehow, he felt safer there than he ever had at Aether…

“Gladion.” Guzma sounded much more serious this time.

“What?” Gladion frustratedly answered him at last, arching his shoulders and practically hugging himself.

“You’re bleedin’ on your head. Better come in and let Makua take a look at ‘at. Guy can work miracles, I tell ya. One o’ my best, oldest friends.”

He didn’t know who Makua was and he didn’t intend to find out. “No.” Clutching Null’s Ultra Ball tightly, Gladion abruptly turned on his heel and narrowly glared at his motel door, stomping his way back over to it. Plumeria had told him to head to Po Town that morning, but he had no desire to satisfy her request. He wanted to lock the doors, turn the pathetic TV that was lodged in the corner of his room on, raise the volume to an unreasonable amount, and forget the Skull Gang for the day. He supposed he wouldn’t have any choice but to keep Null out from then on. If others were going to jump him for his relation to Skull and if they were going to assume they could beat him down if they didn’t see him with a pokémon, then he’d make sure the first pokémon they saw was Null. If they were scared, fine. If they thought he was a monster, fine. If Null slashed the hell out of him on occasion, fine. He’d make it all fine.

Maybe one day he and Null could even get payback on all those who thought they could have kept him down. Maybe one day, he would make Lusamine beg him for mercy rather than the other way around, or maybe one day, Lillie would come crawling back for his assistance, and he’d leave her high and dry with no explanation just as she had left him. Sure, she didn’t know just how bad things had gotten following her absence on Aether Paradise, but whose fault was that? Most certainly not his! Maybe—

Pressure on his shoulder. “Gladion,” Guzma growled, “I’m serious, you’re bleedin’—”

Wrenching out of his hold, Gladion pitched Null’s Poké Ball and snarled, “Leave me alone! Just leave me alone!”

For a moment, Guzma and Gladion both stared at each other in equal shock, both panting to try and catch their breath, while Null started idly clawing at its bronze mask again. Despite all his anger and desire to look as fierce as possible, Gladion had no idea that his emerald eyes were stretched wide in fear, his nostrils flaring in survivalist panic, all body language Guzma seemed to recognize, given the way he winced and ran a hand through his thick, white hair. “Y’know,” Guzma mumbled, “I thought I’da done you a favor to kick ya back to the streets and keep ya out of Skull. But… I can tell there’s a lot more to ya than I know.” Guzma pressed his lips to a hard line and glowered at Gladion. “I ain’t got a clue what that rich bitch did to ya. But I been where you are before.” He took a step back and held both hands up in surrender.

Curling his lip, Gladion hissed, “Whatever. The hell do you know about me?”

“Nothin’ exact, but I don’t need to. Go back to your motel. Keep that pokémon o’ yours out from now on.” Guzma suddenly smiled a little and snapped his fingers, his Golisopod cutting the threads between itself and the downed men and hobbling closer to its trainer. When it lowered its armored head next to him, Guzma stroked its head. “I didn’t become the only one to ever evolve a Wimpod by keepin’ it in a Poké Ball, that’s for damn sure. Look out for your pokémon and it’ll look out for you. I don’t care what Aether did to that mutt o’ yours. I’m sure it’s the same.”

He bristled at the use of the word mutt but managed to find the self-discipline to keep his mouth shut. Still, Gladion’s right hand managed to snake back up to his hair and start plucking it free again. “Thanks,” he tersely muttered. Now go away. Now go away and leave me alone.

Waving a hand at him, Guzma loudly sighed. “Go relax for a while. Ya earned it. Thanks for savin’ Lil’ua. She’s one o’ the poor saps that was born into this mess. There’re prob’ly some o’ us that could deserve a good beatin’ every now and then, but she ain’t it.”

Gladion didn’t watch him gather Lil’ua and leave. Instead, he casted a final, nervous glance to the unconscious men, their Crabrawler, and Lycanroc, and then scurried back into his motel room, Null following at his heels. He anxiously inspected the inside before shutting and locking the door, realizing he had left it open before, though he found nothing amiss. He retreated to his bed immediately, mud and rainwater be damned, and Null leapt onto the mattress after him. He stared him down with gray, wanting eyes for a moment, before cocking his head to scratch sharp claws loudly against the helmet.

“We’re going to find a way to do better,” Gladion reassured him abruptly, his voice tense and heavy against the still air of the small room. With the traces of a dark grin, he added, “But before then, we’re going to become the toughest there is. I will punish those that deserve it and let them know they can’t ever put me down again… That they can’t ever put us down again. Do you understand me, Null?”

Null paused his scratching briefly and uttered something of a mechanical grunt at him. Gladion wasn’t sure what it meant, but it looked as if Null were curiously listening closer.

“Aether taught me a lot, Null,” Gladion huffed, staring at his hands, feeling a cold, tingly sensation slowly work its way from his feet up. “Pokémon are often at the mercy of people and people do a lot of awful things given the opportunity. And those people don’t get punished when their victims are silent.” He looked up then and stared Null in the eyes. “Skull is violent and troubles challengers because they don’t have a choice. Talking and doing it peacefully didn’t work, if what Plumeria said was true.” Even though I have a hard time trusting her after what she said… “I stole you and ran away from Aether because there were no other options.” He broke into a wide, hungry grin, clenching his right hand into a fist in front of his face. Null reared away briefly, then lowered its upper body to the bed in a poised, battle stance, giving that eerie clanging noise that Gladion knew was its battle cry. Encouraged, Gladion sternly said, “We are enforcers, Null. We’ll punish those that deserve it since nobody else will on these islands, and we’ll save those who need it. I might not appreciate Plumeria tying me down to Skull, but I’m not going to let them own me. Nobody owns me. Nobody owns you. It’s me and you, Null—forever and always!”

Null happily jumped on the bed, though when he landed, he immediately went back to scratching and pulling at the mask.

“And more than anything, one day, I will get that mask off you.” Gladion licked his lips and practically bared his teeth. It might have disturbed him somewhat in the past, how much he lavished this vengeful ideology, but right then, it felt like heaven. Aether and Alola both could snake their curling fingers into him and try to pull him down, reach for his throat, hungry for his skin, but they would never succeed. He wouldn’t let them close in on him, or Null, or anyone else that didn’t deserve their fury… He dared to stroke Null’s mask, bracing himself for a strike, though he was pleasantly surprised when it didn’t come. “I will get that mask off you, Null. I swear… Even if I have to beat the method to do so out of Faba’s stupid face.”

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Selene cocked her head curiously at the triangular, golden landmarks at either edge of the entrance to the Verdant Cavern. Captain Ilima was speaking, but her gaze had naturally wandered to those landmarks, and she had, admittedly, lost track of what he was saying. They had intricate, yet simplistic carvings etched into a pole, with two, angular projections on either side of it, while stone had been packed at the base to hold the landmarks up.

As if following her gaze, Captain Ilima laughed softly, drawing her attention back to him. She still found it eerie, the way his silvery eyes seemed to understand exactly what was going on around him, as if the film over them weren’t there at all. Selene had thought to question him about it during their initial discussion, but had backed out of it in the end, a little nervous to question a Captain’s appearance so bluntly. “Those are trial landmarks,” Captain Ilima explained with a flick of the wrist toward one of them, “they help challengers locate trial sites in case they don’t have someone to help guide them. They’re impermanent since trial sites can change pretty rapidly depending on the Tapu’s whims.”

“Oh,” Selene nodded slowly. “That makes sense… So, er… What did you say the trial was again…?” She flushed red embarrassedly and rubbed the back of her head. Hau, standing to her right, snickered. Elio was too lost whispering back and forth with Lillie to comment on the situation at hand, his Litten circling their feet impatiently. She wanted to roll her eyes at them. Although Lillie sniped at him with cold, biting remarks on occasion, they were practically thick as thieves already, as if Elio was somehow drawn to her bitter attitude. Selene didn’t understand it.

“You’ll go in and navigate to the deepest part of the cave,” Captain Ilima patiently explained again, smiling at her gently. He seemed so kind and understanding. She supposed he had to be, given the way his mind had to work with the ability Tapu Koko had imparted on him… She wondered if he ever regretted his ability. He had sworn up and down during their first discussion that it had opened his eyes to a much larger world, one he didn’t think he would have ever had the opportunity to see, without it, but she had to wonder if such an ability overwhelmed him at times… If it did, he certainly didn’t show it. “There, you’ll combat my Totem Gumshoos. He is a pokémon that was blessed by Tapu Koko, as much as I was… I’ll admit, it makes me happy to see you three willing to take this Trial on together. The Totems are very difficult to fight alone, since they can call other wild pokémon to assist them. They are not to be taken lightly. Now…” He cleared his throat and straightened his back, his expression suddenly taking a much more austere turn. “Once you enter the Verdant Cavern, you will not be able to leave until you complete the trial, or you forfeit. If you forfeit, you will need to wait…” he trailed off and blinked, another light laugh breaking his severe look. “Well, normally, I’d say you would have to wait at least a day before trying it again, but if you do that, you won’t need to attempt the trial again at all, since I won’t be a Captain anymore… Anyway, my point is, you should be ready before entering because you cannot leave without forfeiting. Are all three of you ready?”

Selene and Hau both nodded vigorously, Selene’s Rowlet clicking its beak in annoyance at her bouncing head. Snorting in amusement, she wondered why the pokémon insisted on standing there when it hated her moving her head so much… It was kind of endearing, as if he thought if he did it enough, she might be ‘trained’ to listen to his warnings. Anyway, when Elio failed to respond to Ilima’s inquiry after a few seconds, Selene rolled her eyes and hissed, “Earth to Elio!”

“Huh?” He dumbly stared at her and then Captain Ilima for a moment, and then grinned nervously. “Ah, sorry… Yeah, I think I caught it all, and I’m ready, or whatever…”

Captain Ilima looked as if he were fighting off a smirk with the way he looked on Elio. “Very well then,” he announced before turning on a heel to march into the cavern, throwing his arms out theatrically. “Let the Trial of the Verdant Cavern begin!” He was soon swallowed up by the shadowy entrance to the mossy cave.

“Do you get to come in and, uh, watch, or anything like that?” Selene heard Elio ask Lillie.

“Uh, no. Fairly sure pretty boy’s Gumshoos would eat me for daring to bring my Island Challengeless arse inside,” Lillie answered bluntly. Shrugging, she spotted a large boulder nearby and took a seat on that, crossing her legs innocently. She looked so sweet and harmless like that. Selene was a little alarmed by the flare of distrust she felt in her chest as she noticed that about Lillie, though… Ugh, she didn’t like buying into the obvious social conditioning against those that didn’t participate in the Island Challenge—she and Elio hadn’t even wanted to initially, and Elio still probably didn’t!—but something about Lillie was just… off. Something felt wrong about her. Selene just couldn’t shake that feeling…

“Aw,” Elio whined. “Well… oh, well.” He snapped his fingers and made a show of fingerguns that made Selene want to drag him into the cavern, if for no reason than to get him to stop embarrassing himself. “Seeya later, then~”

Lillie snorted. “See you, Torchic.”

Gaping back at her like a Magikarp out of water, Elio finally dramatically sputtered, “So rude!”

Groaning, Selene glanced to Hau. “Hey,” she started gently, “he said all of that in Galarish… Did you catch it all?”

“Oh, heard before,” Hau shrugged back at her. “No need.” Eagerly bouncing from foot to foot, he set Popper down to the ground (he had been hugging the pokémon close to his chest again), then rushed off into the cavern. “C’mon!” he called over his shoulder, Popper scrambling after him a little unsteadily.

Forgetting all about her inhibitions, Selene darted after him, Elio shortly on her heels, leaving Lillie alone just outside of the Verdant Cavern. None of them thought anything about that, considering how fiercely Lillie had defended herself before, and so, none of them could have known just how frightening it was to Lillie…

…or just how frightening it should have been to her.

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Ranking mutant Kevos

Birds fly, fish swim, I’m a high functioning moron with both a superiority and inferiority complex and Kevin will always mutate into a scary mutant boy, but not all these mutations are equal because I said so. Lets kill more time while my gamers thumb heals (yes that’s a real thing and yes I hate that it’s called that) and RANK EM.

6. Alien Force mutation

This guy is at the end for 2 reasons. First being it’s pretty boring, homeboy get’s an entireful of omnitrix energy and all that happens is that he gets rough skin? Having this power swap didn’t even become interesting because it was always surface level “oh I’m big uggo now” it would’ve been cooler to show practical problems to this like his wooden legs catch on fire or he has to wash up with WD-40 to prevent himself from rusting, he’s just ugly and can make hammer fists PLUS he owns an ID mask so he can just be normal?? I’d like it better if he put on the teenage mutant ninja turtle get up with a fedora and trench coat. Second reason for it being shit is that it doesn’t make much sense, with the other mutations it followed a set logic, Kevin absorbs multiple flavours of alien transformation energy so he transforms into a fusion dance of them, so why this time did he just become seemingly earth materials? Is it because he absorbs the matter so much it’s in his DNA?? DOES HOMIE HAVE DIAMOND AND WOOD IN HIS GENES???? It just seems lazy in design and usage HOWEVER we did get some sick episodes like the one where Kevin tries to reverse his shit with DarkStar, that was dope. If I was making this I’d have Kevin do the halfer omnitrix mutations when he absorbed stuff and always a little bit stays over i.e he absorbs stone and get’s the stone bit on half of him and then the other gets one big chill hand and half a face but normally it’s just the hand and half a face meaning that there’s some stuff the ID mask can’t cover up), this would’ve made more monstrous looks for Kevin and given him more powers AND for cartoon Network WAY more toys.

5. Ultimate Kevin

Okay I get what they were going for here and before I get into criticisms I want to give some due credit. I appreciate that he’s supposed to be an even MORE patchwork version of the OG Kevin mutation but even stronger and more unhinged, and honestly I like seeing the LODESTAR shoulder poking out of the swamp fire arm BUT with this due credit comes I think due criticism which is that this design looks ugly and stupid. How can you create this ugly motherfucker and not make him one, include all 10 original aliens in the design and two not make him look scary?? I get the feeling the designers gave Kevin the cloak to make him look brooding and menacing but it really just looks like my man is into LARPing. Also why does he have just a couple brainstorm legs dangling where his legs are supposed to be? All the other designs kept the legs the legs and the arms the arms so why for this one did they change it? It doesn’t look horrific or anything it just looks bad to me, like they couldn’t think of any way to include brainstorm so they just tossed the legs there.I think the most damning design choice they made was fucking up his head. If I was making it I would’ve gave him a more Kevin face (instead of Jetray the ugliest alien ben has) and given him alien eyes, maybe one echo echo and one big chill?( I know most of the UAF aliens have similar eyes but you gotta keep some aspect of the eyes thing, especially if they’re both just green.) I think the face and eyes thing really helps show the humanity but also the lack of it. Or they could to the opposite and keep the jetray face but give him normal Kevin eyes to show the humanities. Finally the mismatched feet are just odd and what's even odder (more odd?) is that he walks just fine! I TRIP JUST WALKING IN MY SKETCHERS AND THIS GUY IS FINE SUPPORTING 10x HS NORMAL WEIGHT ON 2 MISMATCHED FEET HE’S NEVER USED?? This design went hard but when you go too hard you just have a boner in biology and look stupid.

4. Omniverse Kevin (old)

Honestly for the most part this design looks good, the colour contrast is nice and I like how his head is Kevin straight but with red evil eyes. The curse of this design is that half the aliens are more “serious” aliens (Grav attack, Feedback, crash hopper, astrodactyl and shock squatch) and then the other half are the jokey more fun aliens (Bloxx, Peskydust, the worst, ball weevil) so his whole tone is kinda inconsistent. I think for this one they should’ve gone with AtomiX for the bloxx arm, dual astrodactyl wings, whampires head thing (or toe picks) and just remove the two extra arms. This is nitpicking but how does Kevin even have the extra arms? THere’s no forearms/ spidermonkey DNA going on so it seems weird to have the extra arms. I’m being mean though, this design is aesthetically pleasing just a bit too all over the place.

3. Kevin 11,000

This design isn’t bad per say, it’s problem stems from having Kevin call himself “Kevin 11,000″ and then add like 2 extra alien powers. I like the cthulhu like tentacles and the upgrade one jutting out of the four arms arm also the spooky heatblast head is badass. But c’mon guys, he still has those 2 wildmutt arms? What’s he even use them for? Ass scratchers?? This is a cool design but promised too much and gave us very little, that being said for a like 3 minute max screen time it’s an impressive design.

2. Rooter Kevin

This one honestly shouldn’t be this high but it represents something I really hoped for in the original series which was to make a new fusion Kevin with Ben’s new aliens and this is a good design! I like the Eye guy eyes used as cannonbolt’s arm armour, I love the use of Way Big’s head fin and give him an excuse for size and strength and that this actually managed to walk the line of having Kevin’s face be recognizable yet fucked up. My only problem with it is that BenWolf (Blitzwolfer if you’re wrong) is only in Kevin’s right eyeball which is a bit lazy, i’d’ve liked the tail to be it but that’s just me. Major kudos also for having a Kevin mutation while also not giving him double arms (no alien force doesn’t get credit because this one was a stylistic choice and alien force’s was most likely a “ooooohhhh but that’d be hard :((((( )

1. Kevin 11

OOOOOH MAMA THAT’S A GOOD DESIGN. This patchwork design looks intimidating and powerful yet also maintains this weird uniformness by having a main anchor point of the design be Fourarms so our brains recognize the familiar fourarms but also seeing the strange additions making it walk the line between looking normal and monstrous. I enjoy how he uses the Wildmutt arms to help him run because his upper body is so massive. I like how he has that vestigial RipJaws dangler but for some reason can also swap his jaws out for RipJaws’s kinda like a real angler fish. The mismatched eyes are also awesome and I’d be really curious to see his line of sight. I only wish that his upgrade and ghostfreak parts were used more but even as just aesthetic pieces it’s fine. The only real dumb part is that he has normal feet instead of the XLR8 balls so his super speed is kinda weird to have but it’s fine, probably has to do with the muscles inside his legs anyway. I think real care went into this design and I like how Kevin has Ben’s powers filling the “evil man with heroes power cliche, but kinda subverts it by making them 10% as strong but also letting him use combos on the fly to make up for it. In short, good design.

#ben 10 alien force #ben 10 #ben 10 ultimate alien #ben 10 omniverse #kevin 11 #ultimate kevin #kevin 11000

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alexandracollins · 5 years

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[ phoebe tonkin, twenty-six, cisfemale, her/she ] ━ did y'all see [ alexandra collins ] walkin’ into [ the frostford herald ] they’ve lived in frostford for [ twenty years ] and you can catch ‘em around town working as an [ author ]. I reckon they’re pretty [ determined & creative ] but I hear they can also be kinda [ cynical & tormented ] if ya see ‘em around, be sure to say hi.

hello everyone! my name is lana and i’m extremely tired and useless rn so i’ll try to make this quick but let me tell you, i’m very excited to be here! here’s a little about my lexie before I sign off for the night:

triggers: death, car accident,

goes by lexie, is 26 and feels ancient, used to write for a living

dad was a big shot new york journalist and came to frostford to write a random article but met the lohl and stayed

they got married and had lil lexie but mama died giving birth, leaving clueless (but determined) nyc homeboi and his little girl

dad did a great job, settled in town and got a job at the herald, raising alexandra the best he could and like, shit was fine

she grew up to be just like her daddy, loved writing/reading from the moment she learned how to and when she turned 20, she followed her daddy’s footsteps and moved to the big city to try and make it

she was really good from the get-go but her father’s contacts really helped and in no time, she was selling out most of her books

all was fine, she even found what she thought was the lohl and got engaged and like, heart eyes and all

BUT a few months ago, her father got into a car accident and passed and that sent her whole world crashing

she packed her bags and came back literally the next day, left her fiance, agent, publishers and all the same three-line note like: life’s shit, gotta bolt, ciao xx

she’s moved into a small apartment close to her childhood home that she now needs to figure out what to do with

has also gotten in contact with her agent and arranged with him that she can keep sending her drafts from frostford but like...homegirl can’t really write anymore?? yikes. and also, hasn’t told anyone?? double yikes.

ANYWHOMST, let’s see how she gets out of that one.

honestly, this is a mess, don’t read it. but if you have and you wanna plot, HMU bbs.

#frostfordintro #8. | lots of blabla. — 「 ooc. 」

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antlorien · 5 years

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More Mangai Rantings

Coming off of a whopping 26 note high on my secondary toa teams post, I have more rantings about the whole storyline of the Mangai.

So for starters, WHAT THE FUCK.

Lhikan, my heart and soul, my golden sweet sweet trauma boy, has the most fucked up life out of anyone in the entire lore like his entire life is spent losing the things he cares about and watching troves of people die around him. Like, boy probably had PTSD before he even GOT to Metru Nui from the Frostelus incident, like he had one job and he failed and ran away and everyone died horribly. Thats gonna leave some psychological scars.

He then proceeds to fight A LITERAL GODDAMNED DRAGON and like, he was probably useless as fuck in that mission. Maybe running support at most, but homeboy is a specialist with fire, and this thing specifically went to a giant lava pit to gain more power. He aint gonna hurt it. They had to call in 4 ice toa, mess up the 6 toa different element comp and just cranked it up to 11. SO hes not having a great start.

Then, after he kills the dragon, someone starts MURDERING THE CIVILIAN POPULATION LIKE WHAT THE FUCK. No other villain seemed to be as careless about Matoran life. Makuta? Brainwashed and boxed em up. Piraka? Brainwashed and enslaved. Not great, but it wasn’t just straight up elaborate murders! Tuyet, I love her. She is so full of personality and spite and I want to do so much with her character. Like next to Naho, I feel like before this, Lhikan would have trusted her the most. She is smart, skilled, and good at what she does. Easily a very useful friend, and so he had to really trust her and to find out she was doing this? My boy would have been devastated. He then has to watch as the one he doesn’t trust as much has to pick sides, which has gotta be stressful. Also yes, he definitely doesn’t trust Nidihki. Dude comes from the hell peninsula of hell island where life is hell and he gets out of there, dude aint gonna be a socialite. Hes the dark side of what toa are meant to be before he even gets there and golden boy has to just trust him to do what is right in this moment, and obviously, it isnt an easy decision, because we only know he sided with likhan in one universe, all the others might have been more in line with the Toa Empire or something like that.

So Nidhiki makes the right choice, they throw tuyet in jail to IMMEDIATELY have her stolen away to NAUGHTY HELL JAIL, so like, that must have been a conversation, like none of them knew it, and last they saw her, Tuyet was about to become possibly the most powerful toa ever, with the ability to become even more powerful as time went on. So shes just... GONE... and nobody knows shit. Thats gonna be stressful.

AND THEN A WAR STARTS. Like all of this has gone down, things are going to shit, and shadow boy just decides fuck it im going downtown and invades the island. Thats gonna be a hard time on Lhikan, who now is essentially a war general. He has to run an island that does not seem particularly equipped for dealing with this kinda stuff. At this point also, we might just be getting the start of the Vakhi, so its not clone wars level, they cant just send out all these robocops to deal with the issue, at best they might still have kralhi??? but no idea. Nuparu might even still be working on the vahki when the hunters show up, just trying to crank em out. So Lhikan has now 10 toa vs dozens to hundreds of dark hunters, and thats gonna be a fight you lose. So in order to make this work, he has to arrange for Naho to sneak out, leaving them with even less defenders because also so.

Water toa right? Easily some of the most powerful, if not the most powerful toa, especially in a small island like this. Just use the water around them to suck people to the ocean floor, and I feel like while Tuyet was more of a tactical and combat specialist, naho was really focused on her elemental powers, kinda like lhikan, with his precise fire powers. So she, possibly the strongest member of the team, just leaves, and has to go find some other army in the meantime. After this goes down and she comes back, its gotta be rough i mean they were holed up in the colliseum, thats gonne be crowded and hard to deal with morale, because that place cant be that secure, its got no roof sometimes. So any hunter that can fly is gona be up there trying to make a move, and those that can dig or climb have their own ways in. So after defending this for who knows how long with 9 toa, she brings in the cavalry and messes them up, but lots of them die. like just straight up in canon on both sides they were dying. By this point, its been a hard war already, righting back from within the colliseum, and trying to get control back of the city.

Then we get the big slap in the face numero dos. Nidikhi, all ready for his glory, gets too overeager and betrays likhan and is so bad at doing so that he wins the war for the toa. He is so weak compared to what tuyet could have been like he had no sense of anything going on, no military knowledge, he was just edgy. Now he goes off and tries to sell them out and Lhikan already was able to suspect this right off the bat so he cant be too trusting at this point still, so he has probably had these doubts like what if he had been thinking about what might have happened if nidikhi had sided with tuyet this whole time. Like he probably set the bar so low that Nidihki just tripped over it not knowing it was there. So he gets that, and has a whole plan set up.

THIS IS WHERE IT COULD HAVE GOTTEN GOOD FOR HIM. SO he talks to Hakann, makes the deal to RETURN THE ONE THING HE WAS SUPPOSED TO SAVE FROM HIS FIRST BIG TRAUMA so like huge personal victory for him and hes gotta be doing pretty okay, but the issue is, hes now gotta kick nidikhi out. I dont think hed be okay doing so either, like he had totaally been trying to give the edgelord a chance, and he just throws it back in lhikans face. So he kicks him out, never to be seen again, and the war ends. Nice and easy.

AND THEN HIS BOSS GETS POSESSED. Like this boy cannot catch a break, he has fought a dragon, an impossible war, lost two teammates to betrayal, maybe more during the war, I have no idea, but they have gotta be on edge after the war at least, because they were likely split up. they were the toa with the most knowledge of the city, so they would likely all be generals, not to mention whoever was assigned to Dume’s guard, because that would also be so much stress and i feel like that was probably nahos thing after she saved the day the first time. so shes been stressed, lhikans been stressed, and then their boss starts sending all his teammates off on suicide missions. That’s just gotta destroy him. He also probably knows at this point that shit is going south, you are telling me a man who has seen this much betrayal would not instantly be on guard about this? I think if anything this might have been the hardest part for me to believe, that after being betrayed by two of his teammates who he was so willing to trust, to have dume start pulling weird shit and him not question it is hard to get. SO I think naho would have been last. Naho would have been his rock, ironically, because shes there to make sure hes still sane after the war, and shes been personally guarding dume this whole time so she trusts him more, and is persuading lhikan right up until its her turn. I have more personal head-canons about some of this but ill save that for later.

so he is alone again. team all disintegrated, boss possessed, when guess who comes a-knocking, but the horribly mutated spider version of the only person he knows is left from his team. He has this last reminder of what he had show up, and it is so warped and distorted that he has gotta be just messed up so completely by that. So he decides to do what he can, make the stones, and then take on his old teammate, and then the movie happens, he gets captured, has to teach new toa how to do their stuff, which he has no experience in and so he is getting this chance to get to be a influential part of this toa team

AND THEN HE JUST DIES. And this is real hard, because Vakama and the rest were so ready to believe he was the Heart of Metru Nui like, this is someone who you can tell all the matoran respect and know and he just dies right in front of Vakama. This hero of the city, such an integral part that he was considered its heart, is just straight up killed by getting thrown aside by a shadow hand. That is the end of his life, is he gets this chance to try to prove his worth to these toa, and then he gets killed protecting them, even as a turaga. Beyond this, he was already a legacy. The metru, when they became turaga, told all these stories about him, about the adventures he did, like they know what he did for them, and so he does live on, in Jaller, in the metru, and in the minds of all the matoran, who may know now that this legend from their stories was actually real and actually did all this stuff. No other toa team did as much as the Mangai except the mata, and they werent even normal toa, they were specifically designed to be toa like they had to be the best designs, and also got upgraded several times. Lhikan and the Mangai didn’t. they got beat down time and time again and eventually all died protecting their city or turning against it.

I will tell this story in detail, and I think that it is one that needs to be told, because it isn’t one of the main stories that ends all happy, it is a tragedy, but it is the most important and untold tragedy of the entire canon.

#bionicle #long post #bionicle ramblings #ramblings #yes this is my special interest #especially the mangai #so i can go on about this forever #and may tonight #mangai #metru nui #my post #lhikan

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lildirtbike-blog · 6 years

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At least you're not my problem any more I don't care bout you so why you worried about me Starbound You niggas ain't got shit on me You can leave but you can't forget You can't forget us It's 3 AM and im thinking about you My niggas been with me since day one My nigga I been a1 since day 1 So pretty but but so hard to catch Shooters on deck all of em boba fett yah I wanna bih I just want a bitch Got ny shades on in the club All of my shootas wearing camo so you won't see shit coming I honestly just wish I could be, like you I make money not friends Bih we do not play pretend I wouldn't have you any other way I swear I love every single inch of you Like why you worried bout me hoe mind ya own damn business Id love you any fucking way You was rubbing your fat little ass on my dick I let you be you and you let me be me She cuddle me harder, I gave in With her i never win She the only one that knows my sins Fuck what they say i'm the best Truth is I always liked you more I know I fall in love too quick, but this time I think it's real I see a little bit of me in you and a little bit of you in me I wanna play with you I done waited way too long for this You niggas played enough it's my time Feeling fine I'm feeling Feeling fine I'm feeling myself I'm feeling myself Homeboi a shooter Tagteam on my tutor Shawty go down for the team Touch her you gon bleed I want us to be something more Get off work so I can love you We could've got caught but that only makes shit more fun You might be the one Tear down her walls I kinda feel bad for the next nigga I gave you my heart now it doesn't even beat I'mma have to pick up every broken piece I'm with my bae she so poppin Hop out da coupe everybody stopping I wanna spoil you Ou damn she like sneakers more than me Got yo bitch on lock With my glock You're my heaven You make everything seem alright For s moment until I open my eyes I just wonder how high we can gouuo I don't just wanna fuck I also just wanna make you mine I know this shit take time But just rolllll with it But gooo with it I still see you when I open my eyes And I swear, these niggas talk to you just to talk about you All they want to know is how much you are of value I'm in the mood for taking a nigga bitch He don't care about you He don't treat you right You don't know what you do to me So nice to look at even better to touch/fuck I'd give you the world if I could too I'd give you everything if I could too I'm sorry if I upset you We ain't getting any further Fuck you/blow out your back and kiss on her freckles After cuddle the fuck out you and eat fruity pebbles I wanna cuddle the out of you I just wanna know you Fuck them other niggas they don't deserve you Stomp a nigga out in my Jordans shit I let my girl get too thick I mean there's just something about her What's happening to me unknown powers We talked for hours Hide n seek They/you don't even know my like that I won't cry over you I want you now I miss you so fucking much I'm so damn impatient But you're so damn important Leave that nigga he a loser and you know that It's wrong but it feels so right I'm sorry I'm too indecisive I can't choose Is it you or is it you I do it all for you So what you wanna do Do you even love me anymore? A lot can change in a year I wonder were we're going from here He don't even deserve you I got a lot on my mind She said she was thinking about a kid I'm like shiit Then she said she wanted to know what it would be like I'm like psych You get me/ the most You're the only one that gets me Sorry in advance if I get clingy Don't give a fuck about what they say they say I chase bags not bitches Rags to riches I chase money not bitches cuz all that shit will come later I wish I never opened up to you because you're just going to use it against me anyways I don't wanna wake up from this dream Now I gotta clean up the mess you made Fuck trying to fit in/ fitting in Why does my heart still beat for you when you destroyed it? Why you so worried bout me mind yo business You live in my head You live in my head Even though you probably want me dead I need you to pray for me cause nobody else is Whats it like on the other side Fuck them other guys Being with you is bliss even in the silence Tell me is there a bright side to all of this? I don't think I'll ever get over you Why do I feel this way You make my bad days better Strangers - Accin like you don't know me that was my fear Now we're just strangers Back to square one I was just a fool in love It wasn't even love You were my angel Now you can burn in hell You really weren't shit Going my own way Doing shit my way fuck what they say She said be gentle I said I'll try Oooh she make me nervous I'm tryna make you mine I'm running outta time You know better than to come around here Bitch niggas on my back Get the strap She knows what she's doing Killing it with my bestie/best friend I'm tryna be my best me Iloveeverythingaboutyou You know how to get under my skin I miss you already I'm trying I really am I'm holding on Hold on Bear with me I'm picking up the pieces Just let me know how you feel Be real I see/saw you in my dreams You were the only one for me It just keeps on going and it never stops Life's what you make it Don't take shit for granted I'm just tryna make it out alive I just want a bitch that get my vibe She's trouble/ but I don't mind Hate only makes me go harder All we know is bands can you really blame us? Keep a thang up in my camo pants bitch you can't tame us She sat on my lap She jumped on my dick almost bent that shit She gave me head relieve me from my stress For a little while, straight outta work and she undress (Daddy's bday flow hook) I go hard for you you go hard for me I can be anything you want me to be I want to kiss ur freckles She sent me nudes ion even know her tho Bitches talk and talk I'll be here when you come home Don't know why she got so wet Ion even think I did shit All she did was see me Split her like a kiwi She called me her husband Shawty I ain't buying no ring Kill4me Would you kill for me? Keep it real I miss/the smell of your skin I need someone who's on my level You moved on but im still here Still ain't gonna waste my tears You was just using me to pass the time You was just using me to fill a void You're my favorite part/the best parts Cuz mama told me no no no no I fucked her first you was kissing Dip on a bitch and go missing I got some Molly she itching Young Ramsay with the wrist in the kitchen Girl don't play with me Bitch don't play with me yah I'm trying not to get to used to you Cuz they always leave Just/not for you And I forget how to breathe when I see/with you Ooh you make my mouth water I can't explain it I just can't explain it Just love me honestly Love me responsibly Keep it real Im hungry for you I'm hungry need some food What do I gotta prove You cannot come to the crib I want more I want more I want more You know I gotta have it Bad habits I love her flaws and all She love me flaws and all You never tell me you love me anymore They think I'm crazy for loving you But I don't care / Jason Joseph Password : lilnibba666 Apple ID : [email protected] Password : lilnibba6 / Eyes - Brad Pitt, X Nose - Billie Eilish, Cindy Kimberly Forehead - Mehki Alante, X Jawline - / Eyes - Brad Pitt, X Nose - Billie Eilish, Cindy Kimberly Forehead - Mehki Alante, X Jawline - / Shorty gave me top in the movies Put frosting all on her boobies Reach under the seat grab the toolie For any nigga tryna act a foolie Fuck what they say I'm doing shit my own way I could do this shit all day Tear that ass up when we stressed Straight outta work made the biggest mess Fuck what they say I'm the best Well these niggas plottin i know that I ask () where the fuck that pole at You don't got cheese but you still a rat I'm doing shit my own way Nigga get fold like clothes / You can't catch me Nigga you can't catch me ( 21 Savage - X melody) Oh that's your girl she fuck with me Oh that's your girl think imma keep Pull up mobbin 30 deep Talk your shit send you to sleep Hop straight out the fucking jeep Hit up yo bitch then i dunk Bitch im dualied up, pop the trunk Nigga you lame you a chump We got lotsa bricks, we got lotsa skunk Its not for the using tho Shawty be a lil hoe, but she always stay ten toes We smoked dope then hit the store Dicked her down she want some mo Bitch ill flex on the pope Chop a kilo McDonalds I feel like Pablo / You know my boys gon go all out You niggas gonna know Pull up you home alone Air force 1s on my toes Whipping foreign like im grown Whipping foreign like im grown Main bitch whip the stove Side bitch whip the pole Whipping foreign like im grown Whipping foreign like im grown / White converse white socks Plaid long sleeve shirt down to shoulders Black spaghetti strap crop top Black shorts or skirt Dark skin Asian or Hispanic White Nike tennis shoes Long white Nike socks Black shorts Black hoodie Black Nike hat Pink hat Blonde long kinda wavy hair Black shorts White label shirt White Nike tennis shoes / Them drugs hit the spot Kiss me in that spot Them drugs hit the spot Kiss me in that spot Pull up finnesse on the whole lot Some feelings were caught Won't hold back on you tonight Get at my baby you might meet yo plight Won't hold back on you tonight Get at my baby you might meet yo plight / You changed you don't love me in the same way You changed We don't fuck just like we used to You changed you don't love me in the same way You changed We don't fuck just like we used to You changed Nothing will ever be the same If you don't love me no more you could've just said it I made you happy at least give me some credit We ain't getting further Cuz I ain't tryna hurt her Your love was just a lie Do you got better niggas on the side? I can see it in your eyes You switched up you changed sides You changed you don't love me in the same way You changed We don't fuck just like we used to You changed you don't love me in the same way You changed We don't fuck just like we used to You changed Nothing happens when I touch you there Shit got cold I can feel it in the air / Remember when we stayed up all night That was the best night Promise ill always be by your side But baby will you be by mine Ijusthopeshitwillturnoutright

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soyoureviewhiphoptoo · 6 years

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4 of Rap’s Most Overrated Diss Tracks

1. 2Pac and Friends Take Shots at Notorious B.I.G. and Bad Boy Ent.

2Pac Featuring The Outlawz- Hit ‘Em Up Released: June 4, 1996 Label: Death Row Records and Interscope Records

That's why I fucked yo' bitch, you fat motherfucker!

The harsh and brutal opening line of one of the most iconic diss tracks ever released. In November 1994, months before he would be sentenced for his time in prison, 2Pac was ambushed and robbed at Quad Recording Studios in New York, leaving him with multiple gunshot wounds. Notorious B.I.G. and his team were in the studio during the altercation and soon thereafter, Biggie would release the single Who Shot Ya. While Biggie would go on to claim that the track was written months before the shooting and was in no way a diss towards his West-Coast counterpart, 2Pac would take massive offence from this song, believing he was set up. Upon his eventual release from prison, 2Pac would join forces with his group The Outlawz to record his response to the Biggie track, taking aim at Biggie, Puff Daddy, Lil Kim and Junior M.A.F.I.A. of Bad Boy Entertainment.

As I mentioned earlier, Hit ‘Em Up has been regarded as one of the most iconic diss tracks ever released; Pac would send brutal shots regarding the rumoured infidelity of Biggie’s wife, Faith Evans, Biggie copying Pac’s style and flow, reminding him of his humble beginnings and insulting his label mates. The song has one of the best hooks for a diss track and the energy exuded from the slow beat and Pac’s ferocious vocals would imply this song deserves the ratings it has received.

First off, fuck yo' bitch and the clique you claim Westside when we ride, come equipped with game You claim to be a player, but I fucked your wife We bust on Bad Boys, niggas fucked for life Plus, Puffy tryna see me, weak hearts I rip Biggie Smalls and Junior M.A.F.I.A. is some mark-ass bitches

Here is the problem with this track that people often overlook; Hit ‘Em Up would have served as a fitting solo track with Pac’s verses and his monologued outro but the song has three more verses from Outlaw members E.D.I Mean, Kadafi and Hussien Fatal. While the three young rappers are able to just about come near to Pac’s energy, ultimately, the Outlawz do not actually add to the song. Listen to this track enough times and you’ll realise that Pac says everything there was to say about Bad Boy and the Outlawz are just echoing his words. Not adding any pieces of new information or saying an overly unique or hurtful diss, just sticking with anything Pac said and making the song longer than it needed to be. If this song was a reply to Who Shot Ya, a Notorious B.I.G. single with no features, why clog your response with guest verses?

More isn’t always better.

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2. Drake goes Back to Back, Fans helps him defeat Meek

Drake- Back to Back Released: July 29, 2015 Label: Cash Money Records, Young Money, Republic Records & OVO Sound Radio

Following a Twitter rant that resulted in Meek Mill accusing Drake of not writing his own songs, Drake fired back with the calm-mannered yet boring diss, Charged Up. After four days without a reply from the Dreamchaser camp, the Toronto M.C. fired the next shot with the relatively better diss, Back to Back. The song gained a grand ovation, winning over the internet. The song would go on to be multi-platinum and the first ever diss track to be nominated for a Grammy.

Here’s the thing about Drake’s Back to Back, it was hardly a diss track, to begin with. Rather than follow the traditional route, Drake decided to follow the idea of “Not releasing direct diss tracks but releasing hit songs and diss you on them”. While the first song was far from exciting, Drake would take numerous shots at the credibility of Meek Mill on Charged Up. On Back to Back, however, the main diss in the long verse was:

This for y'all that think that I don't write enough They just mad ‘cause I got the Midas touch You love her, then you gotta give the world to her Is that a world tour or your girl's tour? I know that you gotta be a thug for her This ain't what she meant when she told you to open up more Yeah, trigger fingers turn to Twitter fingers Yeah, you gettin' bodied by a singin' nigga I'm not the type of nigga that'll type to niggas And shout-out to all my boss bitches wifin' niggas

Here, Drake only briefly mentions the ghostwriting allegations while deciding to turn the beef towards Meek’s then-girlfriend and Young Money labelmate, Nicki Minaj, questioning Meek’s “gangsta” and pointing out he is not as famous or successful as Nicki or himself. Aside from being perceived as a low blow to involve a man’s girlfriend to a situation that doesn’t involve her, these lines aren’t necessarily disses but quotable cheap shots that people can sing along to. You’re not necessarily hurting anyone when you say lines that are reminiscent to playground insults on a hot beat however they will bruise your pride when the song begins to get played everywhere multiple times.

Sure, this worked for Drake but there are two reasons why he was able to overcome Meek Mill.

1. Meek released a lukewarm response. Wanna Know, released the day after Back to Back, did not match the hyped-up vibe that Drake created and Meek did not bring his usual aggressive and loud energy to the track despite sampling Quentin Miller’s reference track for Drake’s hit song Know Yourself and sending far more scathing shots at Drake (And sampling the Undertaker’s iconic theme song).

2. The people were on Drake’s side and, most importantly, the people were against Meek. Over the course of that week, millions of memes relating to the beef were created, with Meek slander being the theme. Drake would go on to project many of these memes on a screen during his Back to Back performance at OVO Fest, which spelt the end of the beef.

If the release of Back to Back taught me anything, it is that Drake’s fanbase is can turn a mediocre “diss” song into the song of the summer and the cause of a meteoric rise.

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3. Kendrick “Diss” Puts Rap on Notice

Big Sean Featuring Kendrick Lamar and Jay Electronica- Control Released: August 12, 2013 Label: UMG Recordings, Inc., G.O.O.D. Music & Def Jam Recordings

During the 2013 roll-out for his second studio album, Hall of Fame, Big Sean would release the single Control. Featuring fellow rappers Kendrick Lamar and Jay Electronica, the Sean single delivered three impressive rap verses. While the song was unable to be added to the album due to a sample not being cleared on time, the song would go on to gain critical acclaim and becoming one of the most notable songs in Big Sean’s discography. Mind you, that is not thanks to Sean by any means. It would be Kendrick’s verse that would send shockwaves throughout the rap industry.

With a guest verse that hijacked the shine of his fellow artists and a stupendous lyrical display that will leave you catching your breath, Kendrick spat, possibly, the best rap verse of his career. What is odd about this verse is whenever it is discussed by critics and major publications, it is often referred to as a diss verse. When I first heard this verse five years ago, this sentiment confused me and it still leaves me scratching my head today. The very reason why this verse is an “overrated diss” is that it was incorrectly labelled as a diss, to begin with. In this very long rap verse, there are certain bars that grabbed the most attention and generated the most reaction.

I'm Makaveli's offspring, I'm the King of New York King of the Coast; one hand, I juggle 'em both

With these lines, Kendrick claims he is the king of both California and New York, two of the spiritual homes of hip-hop. The latter claim led to a response from many New York rappers, most notably Joel Ortiz, Joe Budden, Cassidy and a surprisingly harsh diss track from Papoose. While it makes sense that rappers will act as gatekeepers for their city against the outsider with boisterous claims, it also seems odd that certain rappers took lines, that were nothing more than Kendrick bragging and displaying his confidence, like this to heart (especially Papoose).

I'm usually homeboys with the same niggas I'm rhymin' with But this is hip-hop, and them niggas should know what time it is And that goes for Jermaine Cole, Big K.R.I.T., Wale Pusha T, Meek Millz, A$AP Rocky, Drake Big Sean, Jay Electron', Tyler, Mac Miller I got love for you all, but I'm tryna murder you niggas Tryna make sure your core fans never heard of you niggas They don't wanna hear not one more noun or verb from you niggas

This is a section of the verse I remember the most. In a fashion that would make The Game proud, Kendrick would name drop many prominent rappers and while saying he respects them all, he says he plans to outdo them all and surpass them. I remember a very specific out roar towards this particular section, with many people feeling this was a diss towards the individuals Kendrick named. This, of course, is incorrect. At this time, Kendrick had worked with all of the rappers he mentioned, with the exception of Tyler, The Creator. He even states he is friends with all of them, making it clear to me that he was playing it safe with this section by naming people that may not have a negative reaction, generate a sense of competition and most importantly, generate a big enough reaction from the fans. With the exception of Nicki Minaj, 2 Chainz, Rick Ross and the T.D.E roster, all Kendrick did was name drop all of the rappers who had the most mainstream appeal in 2013.

Kendrick might have spat an amazing verse that brought back a sense of competition to hip-hop but he set a statement, not release a diss.

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4. Remy Ma hands Nicki Minaj and herself an L

Remy Ma- shETHER Released: February 25, 2017 Label: Empire Distribution

Unlike all of the feuds on this list, the tension between Remy Ma and Nicki Minaj has been well-documented for many years. Dating back to 2007, Remy Ma, who was becoming a fan of the young Nicki Minaj, perceived the opening lines of Nicki’s single “Dirty Money” as a diss towards her. Despite being a belief she maintained for a few years, Remy had a change of heart upon her 2014 release from prison. Remy and Nicki would publicly champion each other and show each other love through tweets and interviews. All of this would come to a halt when Remy would release an N.Y. State of Mind freestyle where it was speculated that she sent shots towards Nicki Minaj. Since the release of this freestyle, Nicki would send shots on featured verses on Gucci Mane’s Make Love and Jason Derulo’s Swalla. At this point, Remy was given the excuse to release a 7-minute freestyle over Nas’ iconic diss track called shETHER.

Off the bat, the very first issue Remy encounters with this song is the song she chose. To rap on the beat of one of the greatest diss tracks ever recorded immediately puts her remix under a magnifying glass. The song was destined to fall from the resulting high expectations despite Remy superb rapping ability and cypher delivery style. With seven minutes of straight bars, there are several instances of memorable bars, discrediting Nicki’s character, insulting her surgically enhanced body, her label situation, her relationship with her brother and instances where Remy just goes on spectacular lyrical runs.

And I got a few words for the moms of the young Barbz Guess who supports a child molester? Nicki Minaj You paid for your brother’s wedding? That’s hella foul How you spendin' money to support a pedophile? He a walkin' dead man, sendin' threats to him I guess that’s why they call you Barbie, you was next to Ken Talkin’ about your money long and your foreign sick Why you ain’t help your bro hide his cum from forensics?

The next issue (and possibly the biggest) was the legitimacy of the lyrics. In rap beef, it is not uncalled of that rappers tend to stretch the truth or just lie in a few bars on their diss songs (After all, the opening line of Hit ‘Em Up has since been disproved) however, there are several instances in shETHER where Remy makes claims and allegations towards Nicki. During this song, Remy accused Nicki of: sleeping around with multiple artists including Drake, Lil Wayne, Gucci Mane, Ebro Darden & Trey Songz, having punctured ass implants for three months & refusing sex with her then-boyfriend Meek Mill, being addicted to cocaine & ecstasy, having untreated gonorrhoea and signing a 360-record deal to Young Money. Mind you, all of the bars relating to these topics were shocking and added to the song when it was first released, however, since then, a lot of the claims that built up a majority of the song were apparently disproved. With many of the men, Remy named as Nicki’s past lovers, denying the allegations, Meek denying talking to Remy about Nicki’s punctured implants and learning Nicki was not signed to a 360 from a simple Google search deflated the validity of shETHER overall.

Remy would go on to an attempt to go “back to back” on Nicki by releasing the significantly weaker diss track Another One, further deflating the effect of shETHER. Nicki would release the even weaker response; the Drake and Lil Wayne assisted No Frauds. While there would be later exchanges between the two, including Nicki spitting responses on the 2Chainz’s Realize and DJ Khaled’s Can’t Even Lie, the battle was over by then and it was unanimously decided that Nicki lost. While this would be nice under regular circumstances, Remy did not necessarily walk away from this beef in complete victory. shETHER has since been banned from radio and streaming services due to Remy not gaining rights to use the Ether beat, her credibility has been brought into question due to her many allegations and Remy’s eagerness in the battle caused her to disrupt her own momentum.

Nicki Minaj might have lost this battle but Remy Ma wasn’t really a winner in the end.

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