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POSTED ON May 13, 2022 20:47:55 GMT

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"Oh yeah? Fucking small world, huh?" Amber said, eyebrows raised with genuine surprise. "You guys are like, really good at the whole security thing, right? I remember seeing you listed. Suuuper pricy, too."

It wasn't the most graceful way of saying 'I've heard of you and you are good at what you do,' but eh, Amber was hardly the most graceful person.

She frowned a bit, thinking of yoshiro shioda. 'Best friend' was maybe... inaccurate. It was hard to know the right terminology anymore. And how much of the movie would they actually be watching?

"Do you like being in security and all that?" she asked instead, looking up. "It sounds goddamn exhausting. Following people around, taking hits for them, constantly being on your guard... eesh. Like, no joke, I'm a terrible client, Belial. I forget where I'm going and what I'm doing, like, all the time."

She was kidding, but she wasn't really kidding. Then her eyes squinted skyward, and she blinked, seeing how late in the day it had gotten.

"Ah shit, look at the time! God. I have like. Sooo much shit to get done, ugh. What the fuck is work good for, right?" Whining and bitching, she raised herself up from the water with a stretch of her arms, pouting as her Umbreon joined her and shook out his wet black fur. "This was fun though, for real. It was nice meeting you and all that."

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POSTED ON May 7, 2022 13:23:04 GMT

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If prosperity makes monsters,
I'll claw my way to glory.

When Amber faced the queen's royal chamber again, she was alone.

She walked towards the throne with imposing carriage, chin lifted high, her dark eyes narrowed as she addressed the Queen. "Good day, Mother. I have come home." In place of the heavy armour that yoshiro shioda had given her, Amber stood in the princess's drenched damask gown, its intricate beading and corset speaking of a constricting lifestyle that was nothing like the one she herself had known as a child star with an overbearing pageant mom -- and yet, in other ways, echoed it perfectly.

"My poor sweet, foolish girl. We have to clean you off, don't we, if we are to wed you to the prince of Kalos next month? I hear Athanasios Valentine can be a particular man."

"I am afraid you don't have the power to do something like that, Mother. For you won't be queen long enough for your thoughts regarding my marriage to matter."

The faint 'click' of a Pokeball opening echoed in the chamber as the Red Gyarados snaked around Amber with its enormous coils, crimson scales glinting with a sanguine radiance in the light of the throne room.

"I challenge you for the throne. For the right to reign Hoenn, as its crown princess. Shall we begin?"

A deafening roar heralded the start of a brutal, swift battle, its outcome decided in mere moments.

"You have a new start." Amber's words were harsh, loving, and strict as she spoke to the timid girl that shared her face. "This is your kingdom now, okay? The people here are trusting you to make Hoenn better. So you can't afford to be scared anymore. You need to start being brave, got it?"

The princess nodded, swallowing. "I don't know... I don't know how to thank you," she said breathlessly, her hand delicately alighted upon the arm of Sir yoshiro shioda. "I fear my mother lied to you. I know not how to get you or your friend home, alas. And Mother refuses to tell us anything of use, liar though she may be."

Amber shrugged, bluster coming easily. "We'll manage. It'll be fine."

"Is she all right? Your companion, that is."

Amber shrugged again, but this time, didn't answer her double's anxious concern. It was a question she didn't really know how to answer.

For days, Georgette Bluebottle had sat outside the stables in silence. The ICEROOT CARROT in her hands left her palms perpetually red and raw with its icy touch, her expression blank and answers brief.

Amber would sit by her, bringing a plate of the food offered by the royal kitchens, and they'd eat together in silence as they looked at the empty corner of the stable. The Unown that had become something of a second shadow to Gigi would bob around them both, curiously investigating this stall without a horse or an owner.

"We have to go home soon, don't we?" Amber said, chattering as always to herself. It had become their usual habit. "I was talking to someone about like, I don't know, maybe there is this wormhole over in the caves... Father Winter is a dick, his portal still hasn't shown up. But I feel like something will come up, won't it? It has to."

Being the adult between the two of them felt strange, the inversion of their usual dynamic leaving Amber forced to feign confidence until she felt it. Even so, she had become better at it with each day of faking, until she felt comfortable making jokes and laughing at them around Gigi, regardless of whether or not the ivory-haired trainer felt inclined to laugh along.

Amber had heard something about some stablehand that used to work the royal stables, and how Gigi had tried over and over again to reach them to no avail. No one had thought to keep track of a peasant in their employ. Amber didn't know why it mattered, only that it mattered to Gigi.

And that her friend was unlikely to find what she was looking for, the longer she stared at nothing here all alone.

The blonde leaned back, examining Gigi for a moment, before her voice took on a more serious tone. "Someone gave me good advice once, that when thoughts become too loud, you just take a moment to close your eyes and breathe. I... wish you would breathe more, Gigi.

"We can't keep holding onto this place. There's more ahead of us, still. Back home."

The Unown emitted a strange purple colour in answer to the word, 'home,' as Gigi at last averted her gaze from the Glastrier's former stall. An eternity seemed to pass in silence before she nodded, her ivory curls tousled with the movement, and her lips formed a quiet statement of agreement.

"...Home. Yes. We should go home."

It was as if Gigi had spoken aloud a magical incantation, her wish spurring the Unown that had followed her since that fateful day to spin violently in place. The ordinary stable began to fill with a riot of pulsing colours as a vortex spiraled into being, mirroring an all-too-familiar sight beyond its glimmering surface.

Hoenn. Their Hoenn.

"Are you ready, Gigi?" Amber whispered, taking her dear friend by the hand. "If you're ready, we can go."

Gigi's hand tightened around her own, once more responding with a tiny nod.

And exhaling a deep breath, the two jumped through the portal into what world awaited them beyond.

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Everything had felt cinematic to Amber since they had arrived in this medieval place, but watching the tragedy unfold was like witnessing something too grand to fit on a silver screen.

Lightning crackling through the heavens as the Zeraora danced on nimbus clouds, the sea rising with the Gyarados's rage, and the glacial beauty of the Glastrier gliding across the foam-swept waves -- it happened in moments, but the horror that settled in Amber's stomach did so slowly, with the sick dread of one powerless to stop an inevitable conclusion.

The unconscious princess was brought to Georgette's side, the dying cries of the Glastrier ringing so loudly through the air that it shamed the thunder into silence.

For so many years, Amber -- and the world, really -- had believed her to be a child pretending to be an adult. Emancipating at fifteen had felt like wearing clothes that were too big for her, stumbling forward with money and fame as the world laughed at her failures to succeed at independence. She'd learned how to build a fortune from failing, attributing a financial value to her scandal and her comically poor sense of self.

The sight of the Glastrier's fallen body, however, and the sight of the princess and her drenched Eevee, sent a jolt of disgust and shame through Amber. With it, a thousand thoughts struck her as violently as the discharge of her own Zeraora's lightning.

If you could control your own Pokemon, Amber, this would have never happened.
Look at that stupid girl. She couldn't control this Gyarados, and look what happened.
In this world, no one helped you escape. You just stayed timid, and scared, and let the world shape you into what you didn't want to be.
Grow the fuck up. You can't rely on other people forever.
Fix this shit. Now.

"I said to fucking stop."

This time, the timbre of her voice was devoid of hysterics as she directed her words towards her legendary Pokemon. This was a command, strong-willed and severe as it rose above the sound of crashing waves and turbulent storms. Amber stepped forward, her Zeraora finally looking at her with recognition in its eyes. As if until now, Amber had merely been an observer to its behaviour, and not the trainer that it served.

The lightning faded in the wake of Amber's glare, leaving behind nothing but a swathe of ink-black clouds as the feline Pokemon snarled at its trainer with a low, irritated hiss.

"Cry about it. I don't care. You fucking listen to me, got it? When I say stop, you stop. I am your goddamn master."

The Gyarados let out a wind-shattering cry, waves rushing forward to slam over the Zeraora's head as the Pokemon stood in place. It yowled, leaping forward with lightning sparking from its paws, only for Amber's voice to once more ring out:

"No. I said stop. This is a lesson you're going to learn right now, motherfucker."

It should have been Amber drowning in the waves, not her Zeraora. It should have been her punished by walls of water careening over her inert body, facing the consequences of her own folly. All she could do was project her own anger on the closest replacement. Tears fell down Amber's cheeks as she watched, masked by the rain, until at last the Zeraora's bedraggled state reached something approaching concern.

"Now." Her voice was steady. Emphatic. Assured. "Strike the Gyarados now. THUNDER PUNCH."

It was like watching the Zeraora come back to life as it sprang back to its previous task with relish, this time making its singular attack count with all the might it could muster. It shattered into the Gyarados's jaw, sending the mighty creature falling back into the surf with a low moan.

Amber's hands shook as she threw a Pokeball high into the sky, watching as a light flashed out from the sphere to absorb the Gyarados in its entirety. It fell onto the sand, shaking back and forth, as the howling squalls began to silence and the angered waves began to ebb in their flow.

Painful seconds passed, before the Pokeball finally shut closed with a decisive 'click.'

It had been done. The Bloody Gyarados was now hers.

Amber raised her head high, confidence and relief alike resounding in her parting words: "Return to me, Zeraora." The tiger Pokemon obediently vanished in a burst of red light. The two monstrous beings rested in her hands, trapped and ready at her command.

This time, she brought out a third.

"Hydra." The Hydreigon appeared with a roar, Amber nonchalantly walking towards the winged dragon to prepare to embark. She slung the arm of her doppelganger over her shoulder, lifting her onto the back of the powerful beast as she turned to Gigi with a solemn expression.

The corpse of the Glastrier laid dead on the ground, unmoving, at the Kalosian woman's feet. The knife in her hands remained slick with blood, despite the mist all around them.

"Come on, Gigi. It's time to leave this behind."

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POSTED ON Apr 7, 2022 23:08:29 GMT

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Holy fuck, Gigi was a monster on the battlefield.

Amber felt absolutely useless in the chaos that followed, the thunderstorm brewing overhead seeming almost in answer to the fury of the ivory-haired trainer and her team of Ice-type Pokemon. Howling, icy winds tore through the bandits, as did searing rays of cold, white light. It wasn't as if Amber's Dark-type Pokemon wouldn't have been of use, but it was difficult to take part when Gigi's entire team was tearing apart everything so fucking effectively.

Like, it was impressive as hell. The woman should be a gym leader or something.

"What pokemon do you have. We can battle it and catch it. You have a pokeball, no?"

But even someone so impressive could exhaust herself. Gigi had run herself ragged, or at least, run her voice ragged. This rough-voiced Gigi was not the level-headed woman that Amber had met up with in Granite Cave, but someone who had seen some shit. What had happened exactly during that brief conversation she'd had with yoshiro shioda outside the stables?

Gigi's impassive gaze searched Amber, and the blonde cleared her throat awkwardly, knowing it wasn't the time to pry. "Oh, uh, sure. Yeah, I got this." She threw a Pokeball in the air, and instead of the Umbreon she normally preferred using, she summoned instead a Zeraora -- a legendary Pokemon of her own, discovered in lucky, if unusual circumstances.

"Okay, uh, I hope to fuck this thing listens to me," Amber said, the feline Pokemon leaving a thunderclap with each step as it prowled around its owner with a wary growl. "I've never actually tried to make use of it before."

Amber was more of a dog person, really. But hey, when in an alternate dimension...

The vortex of water churning in front of them surged to new heights as a monstrous, serpentine creature emerged from the murky depths, revealing a red-scaled Gyarados. The Bloody Gyarados, the Queen had called it. Fins unfurled with crimson majesty, letting out a shriek of warning as the draconic Pokemon summoned a wall of water to crash down on the shore with a SURF.

"Fuck," Amber whispered, ducking as the water crashed down on them in a torrential downpour. Yet the surf sizzled harmlessly against the Zeraora's fur, sparking with electricity as the tiger-like Pokemon leapt towards the Gyarados, pouncing from crackling thunderbolt to thunderbolt to summon a shattering clap of a THUNDER PUNCH.

It was bizarre, for Amber to have such a powerful Pokemon in her possession, and yet for it to seem to know what she wanted without her asking. Normally Amber directed her Umbreon and other hounds to answer her every directive, but the Zeraora didn't wait. It flexed its claws, static radiating from its paws, and followed primal instinct.

Maybe it's a cat thing, she mused to herself.

Caught in the rainfall, the Gyarados and the Zeraora clashed again and again, as if the ocean itself was warring against the overcast sky. Volts of energy crackled on the foam of the murky sea, the Gyarados howling as it dove underwater to evade the swift feline Pokemon's advance. Every punch the Zeraora aimed at the sea scattered in bolts of electricity in all directions, stretching to untold lengths across the blue-black expanse of water.

And that's when the slight figure of a blonde woman lashed by waves against the rocks suddenly came into Amber’s field of vision. The princess? "Oh shit," she whispered, then shouted, her voice shrill with command. "Stop! Hey. Stop all the lightning! Someone is out there! You’re going to hurt her!"

The Zeraora was too entrenched in the thrill of battle with the crimson Gyarados to pay her any mind. It obeyed her in name only; in practice, it did what it pleased, lost in bloodlust.

Instead it was a different Pokemon that reacted to Amber’s cry.

The Glastrier.

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Well, shit. Amber knew what it looked like when someone did not want to talk about something, and for all her tactlessness, that was one thing she could respect on sight. God knows enough nosy reporters had taught her that just cuz someone asks you something, doesn't mean you have to answer.

So when Gigi mumbled something about everything being fine when it clearly wasn't fine and snuck off to the stables, Amber didn't follow her. She didn't ask questions. Instead, Amber silently resolved not to bother Gigi with what she'd secretly decided: that her job was now not just to return home, but to somehow protect the Princess Amber of this other dimension.

No reason to worry Georgette with that. She could handle this by herself. Probably.

The blonde anxiously fiddled with the prettily stitched handkerchief in her hands, wondering if she should return it to yoshiro shioda, before Georgette Bluebottle returned with the beautiful Glastrier in tow.

"Glastrier will take us there."

Man, Amber did not get the hype about Ice-type Pokemon. Riding this Glastrier was like straddling a freezer, and she really didn't want to think too hard about what that iceburn would be like without a saddle and a suit of armour between her and the icy steed. She would have prattled on about it aloud, except Georgette Bluebottle still seemed distant. Like her mind still wasn't really there, y'know? Total space cadet.

As her teeth chattered, Amber cleared her throat, attempting to steer an actually useful conversation. "So, like, the knight I talked to said the Gyarados was raised by her and Princess Amber. I guess if Princess Amber duels the queen and wins, she earns the right to start her rule? And they thought the Gyarados would make her strong enough."

Once Amber began prattling it was hard to shut her off.

"So she'll probably be where the dragon is, I'm guessing. What do we think our plan is there, exactly? Just, uh, go in guns a-blazing?"

They were getting a decent amount of attention as they left the castle and rode through not-Slateport, though this time it was the Glastrier that attracted nosy passersby, rather than the armoured women riding her.

The path to the harbour, though, was not so easy as it might have initially seemed. A large barrier had been erected between the docks and the main shopping district, patrolled by a series of guards. "By decree of the queen, you cannot pass," the captain of the guards said, "at least not until the Bloody Gyarados is vanquished."

"A girl's in there! I heard her scream!" one of the villagers was shouting, face purpled with annoyance. "Why are you all focused on not letting us in, instead of getting her out?!"

A girl? Oh, shit. Princess Amber?

"Hey!" Amber shouted, her voice booming weirdly from within her metallic helm. "We're here with orders from Queen Berry herself, or whatever. We're here to vanquish the dragon. Let us in."

"I don't recognize you," he retorted, expression wary. "Which squadron are you under?"

"You don't recognize us? We're on the fucking royal Glastrier!" Amber exclaimed, all attempt at manners exasperated. "Whatever, okay. We're with Sir yoshiro shioda, got it?"

"I am afraid I do not recognize that name. My men and I will need to take you into custody, however, for stealing the queen's prized steed." He motioned to the other guards present, and the villagers began to scatter with shouts and yelps as the armoured men advanced towards the legendary Pokemon.

Oh. Oh, fuck. Now it was all making sense.

"Gigi, these aren't royal guards," she whispered hoarsely, the clues finally being pieced together. "I think these are more fucking bandits."

And these bandits weren't just after the Glastrier. They were probably after the Red Gyarados, and probably Princess Amber, too.

Shit.

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POSTED ON Mar 29, 2022 20:49:06 GMT

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thread summary: Amber Lenoir attempts to go on a speed date to appease her publicist, Cynthia. Poor klaus anchoret is the unlucky recipient, and chaos ensues.

why is it important?: I almost didn't have Amber go on a speed date, because she's such a bad date. I knew she'd be texting on her phone the whole time, being chatty but miserable at conversation, and just obliviously trampling all over her partner's boundaries as she's trying to remember what dating is like.

I did like this thread, however, for a few reasons! One being the sharp contrast between Amber and Klaus as people. Whereas Amber is brash and rude, Klaus is awkward and anxious, always second-guessing himself and trying to make a good impression. Amber, on the other hand, could sorely benefit from second-guessing herself more often.

Their date is a confusing mishmash of personalities that Amber basically storms through like a rampaging bull while Klaus is left trying to piece together a greater meaning from the chaos: Does Amber like him? Is she making fun of him? Or, wait, is she just clueless and crass?

This leads to a few new plot points: one being a photoshoot that Amber gets Klaus to agree to at his lighthouse, and Amber having a much more positive view of herself as a date partner. The next being yoshiro shioda being jealous to hear that Amber is dating, which culminates in the romantic undertones of my latest threads with Rabbit. Most importantly, this leads to a follow-up speed date where yoshiro shioda confronts klaus anchoret and makes him hand over his phone to remove Amber's cell number from his contacts. That thread, in particular, lets Klaus show a different side of his personality -- one that knows when he's being mistreated, and stands up for himself.

In the end it sets the stage for three very different characters to explore different parts of their personalities than usual, which I think all three of us thoroughly enjoyed!

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POSTED ON Mar 29, 2022 17:12:18 GMT

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Why did walking outside with this alternate yoshiro shioda make Amber so nervous? Her hand fiddled with the ornate cuirass that had been left in her hands, its weight a welcome distraction from the knight's piercing gaze.

"You are not my princess, are you?" The question came out softly as the knight removed her visor, more a statement than anything else. "You are... Different than her. Harder, in some ways."

Even though the woman speaking was not her Junya, the words stole the breath from Amber's lungs as she swallowed, attempting to find an answer. Was it strange to be jealous of another version of yourself? "I, uh. I don't know what the 'me' here is like," she said at last, feeling embarrassed to be something different than what this Yoshi wanted. "I get told I'm a lot to handle, honestly. I get it."

At the admission, a faint smile found itself on Yoshiro's lips. "You mistake me. The way you spoke to the queen is a way that I have imagined my Princess Amber doing, many times over, but never thought it more than idle dreams." Another silence fell, this one heavy with consideration. "My princess is... very alone. Queen Berry has taught her that she must rely on her in all matters, and this makes her meek and fearful. Even though underneath it all, I can sense she desires something more." A glance, surreptitious and wary, met Amber's. "She wants what you have, in your world. Freedom."

How impossibly hard winning that freedom had been. That year had exhausted her, in all senses of the word. If she hadn't met Athanasios Valentine and been dangled in front of him like a shiny toy, would he have offered to help her start the paperwork to emancipate from her mother? If she hadn't found unexpected allies in unexpected places, could she have truly escaped the horrors of being tied to such an awful, self-absorbed narcissist?

"It was hard for me, too," Amber said quietly. "To be honest, I made... a lot of mistakes. I still do, kind of? Freedom is hard, when you aren't used to it. You do, uh, a lot of dumb shit." She laughed, this time the embarrassment tinged with shame. "She's lucky, though. She still has you in this world. I didn't have that, back then."

The admission evoked a thousand different expressions on Yoshiro's face, impossible to read in their quick transition from one to the other. "I... What are we to one another, in your mirror world?"

Was that hope? Uncertainty? Fear? Amber couldn't tell, not here and not even through whatever wormhole that led to her own beloved Junya. A thousand answers came forward: her best friend, her bodyguard, her confidante, her sanctuary, her beloved.

But before all of them, the memory of their kiss on New Year's flashed through Amber's mind, a flush of heat returning with it, as she said at last, "Everything. We are everything to each other."

Whatever answer this Yoshiro had expected, it had not been this one.

The stoic figure's posture shifted, the open surprise in her gaze veering on astonishment. "Is that so?" she asked, disbelieving, almost dizzy with shock. Her next action towards Amber was equally unexpected by its recipient, as Yoshi's hand rested firmly on her shoulder, her words steady and resolute: "Then I am sorry, that I was not there for you, in that world. When the time came that you became free, at last. I am certain, without a doubt, that I wished to be there with you."

Fuck, Amber didn't mean to start crying.

The droplets kept falling one by one, like that of a child finally forgiven for some sin that had eaten them up inside with guilt. Utterly unsure how to react to this change between them, yoshiro shioda retracted her hand from Amber's shoulder, instead drawing forth a small handkerchief and handing it to the blonde to dry her tears. Stitched upon it was a series of berries and Eevees, the name 'Amber' embroidered in the corner. Amber sniffled, then looked quizzically at the pretty stitchwork, her curiosity overtaking her relief.

"It is, ah, a token of the princess's favour," Yoshi said evasively in answer to the question in Amber's eyes, the knight's line of sight turning towards the ground. At last, an uncertain admission came forth: "We... We are close here, as well, she and I. In truth, I know where she is. That is why I brought you out here."

A pause, hesitant and uncertain.

"The Gyarados is ours, you see. We raised it as one of the Magikarp in the pond outside. We thought... I thought... The power of a Gyarados might be enough to allow her to overcome her mother's reign, and challenge her rule."

"But like, it went out of control instead?" Shit.

"Yes," Yoshi agreed quietly. "Amber was too sweet and gentle with it. She could not get it to obey her, and so it began a rampage in the harbor. She forbid me from killing it, however. She said it was her fault that it was acting in such a manner, and she insisted on making matters right."

A gauntleted hand tightened into a fist. "I did not want her to go. She left anyway."

This time, Amber was the one who reached for Yoshi, placing her cuirass upon the ground as she took the knight's hand in her own. "I'll bring her back," she promised. Then Amber remembered what 'back' meant, and she frowned. "No, I... I promise she'll be safe. I won't let either dragon get her, the Gyarados or my mother."

Relief, gratitude, and confusion all reflected themselves in Yoshi's reply: "But you and your companion need to go home?"

"Oh yeah, uh." Amber bit her lip, then shrugged. "I'll figure something out." Probably. Hopefully.

By the time that Amber returned to Georgette Bluebottle, her mind was swimming with conflicting thoughts. Could she protect this princess-version of her, while also seeing through their mission as promised and returning home with their spoils? Or was that some childish fantasy?

So absorbed in her own thoughts, Amber didn't notice her companion's distraught state until their eyes met. "Oh, god, Gigi," Amber said, the words tumbling out before the blonde could think them through. "You look like hell."

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The Hills are Alive [DW]

POSTED ON Mar 29, 2022 0:10:55 GMT

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Amber stuck her tongue out at the Pokemon in kind, rolling her eyes. Rude.

"It's whatever. I don't care," she said off-handedly, her Umbreon following faithfully at her heels. "Stay or don't. But if you want to chase off admirers or haters, by all means, I won't stop you."

An impish giggle rang out from the darkness, catching Amber's eye. A Hatterne? Her DISARMING VOICE instantly made Lucifer's black fur bristle, the Umbreon gnashing his teeth in answer. "Get her, Luci," Amber commanded, and the Umbreon leapt forward with a BITE.

She allowed herself a smug little grin as the Psychic-type found herself into one of Amber's Pokeballs, rocking back and forth with irritation on the ground as Amber said, "We'll be fine either way."

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My Friend, My Crush, My Bodyguard [WW/M]

POSTED ON Mar 28, 2022 23:51:28 GMT

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Amber's mind, usually filled with the white noise of blithe and useless chatter, fell silent as yoshiro shioda pressed her lips to hers. The world went still, and Amber froze with it.

Oh, my fuck. So this was what this was supposed to feel like.

Amber's lovers had been carefully chosen by unemotional, logic-driven publicists, all seeking to improve her shoddy, damaged image. Cold lips on hers, limp hands dragging her forward for cameras, manicured smiles to reflect a pleasure that never showed in the bedroom or anywhere else. Amber hadn't hoped for more, because it was all she had known. Movies were one thing, life was another. Like, she knew that? She understood that? She figured everyone else did, too.

Until now. Goddamn.

A slow-burning warmth crept through all of Amber's body, her skin flushing pink as the cherry blossoms they had admired moments before. Her large eyes widened before shutting, her entire body melting into the strange, quickening emotion. The Houndoom plush in Amber's arms fell to the ground, her hands tentatively reaching for Yoshiro -- no, for Junya -- before pulling the taller woman closer. A thumb stroked the bodyguard's cheek tenderly, discovering faint scars with each circling movement.

The motion stopped, however, as an unwanted explanation came to mind: Had Junya done this sort of thing before, with some other girl? The thought angered Amber enough to kiss her back harder, more fiercely, as if trying to erase the memory of anyone else from her lips by staking her claim.

While Yoshiro had been gentle and earnest, Amber was violent in her wanting. Any pretense of chastity was lost as Amber wrapped herself tightly around Junya with open hunger -- desperation, really -- like a drowning woman finally given a raft at sea.

Stay with me. Don't leave me. God, I need you so badly.

I have always needed you, Junya.

The camera's shutter interrupted the realisation, abruptly tearing Junya away from her as the bodyguard smashed the piece of machinery into a thousand small pieces. Lucifer, startled by the flash, picked up the Houndoom plush in his mouth and darted behind Amber, snarling.

"Get that fucking camera out of my face."

God, hearing that delighted Amber. This was still new, being defended from the cockroaches that scuttled in the wake of B-list celebrity -- part of Yoshiro's bodyguard duties, and yet, somehow it never felt like business. Another hot flush took over Amber's cheeks as she watched the scene unfold, again like something from the cinemas that Amber watched rather than something she could expect in real life.

"It's okay," Amber said at last, satisfied by the expression on the paparazzi's face. "Let him have his fucking story, right? Who cares."

An arm linked itself around Junya's, gently pulling her back.

"Let them say what they want. I don't care."

The words were kind, but the thought behind them anything but: Let everyone know you're my fucking person. I don't want to share.

Maybe that was why Amber surrounded herself with her hounds. They were loyal creatures, needy and attention-seeking, and snarling at those who would harm their masters. In so many ways, Amber supposed she was no better than them. She would be Junya's faithful shadow, too, if the bodyguard let her.

"Did we, uh, have anything else we wanted to do? For the New Year." Her lipstick had smudged beyond all recognition.

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"Daughter?" Okay, this was just trippy.

Like, looking vaguely like some princess person? That was believable, ish. But seeing the spitting image of her horrific bitch of a mother sitting on a throne, extending an arm to her and calling her daughter? Too far. Way too fucking far. Did meeting an alternative universe version of her mother violate her restraining order, somehow?

"Who the fuck do you think you are?" Amber spat out, incensed as BARNABY FINCH received a reward for her safe delivery with an amused glint in his eyes as he departed. Wow. Even that asshole got what he wanted, huh? "My mother and I don't talk. We hate each other. She hopes every day that I die a terrible death so she can milk her sob story for every cent. So you're not my mother, got it? And if you are, go to fucking hell where you belong."

Sharp, flint-like eyes narrowed in on Amber from atop the throne, the queen's austere expression one that Amber knew well enough from her own childhood. That of a puppet master, irate that her strings didn't dance as well as they used to. "Your time outside has given you quite the mouth, I see," Queen Berry said coldly. "We'll remedy that, Princess Amber."

Georgette Bluebottle was handling this situation immensely better, calm and poised. The topic of the dragon drew the queen's attention away from her brat of a 'daughter', eyebrows raised.

"The dragon? The Bloody Gyarados, you mean? Oh, yes. It is rampaging dreadfully at the harbor. Ruining all our sea trade."

Amber's eyes widened. 'The Bloody Gyarados'? Wait, an actual red Gyarados? Holy shit, that Father Winter dude wasn't lying.

The queen sniffed with disapproval, smirking as she caught the open look of surprise on Amber's face. "Of course, little Amber here has been begging to handle it, but she's a frail and sheltered thing. And she needs to be in good condition for the upcoming ball, where her fiancé will attend."

"Fiancé!?!" Amber wasn't the only one sputtering as an armoured silhouette in the corner grimaced, turning away. The knight caught her attention for only a brief moment before stepping out of the shadows of the throne, bowing before the queen.

"Your Grace. The princess appears much changed since we last saw her, in her dress and manner alike. Are we certain the two are one and the same?" That voice. Amber would know it anywhere.

yoshiro shioda. Her beloved Junya.

"I'm from a different Slateport," Amber blurted out, trying to meet the eyes of the mysterious figure in the visor that sounded so much like her... her bodyguard, yeah. "We don't have queens in that Hoenn, or princesses, or anything like that. I guess we have council people? Some CEO dude named Silph? Whatever. We're just lost, but we want to get back home."

It felt stupid to say aloud, but Amber didn't know how to lie to Yoshi. Not even a strange, knightly Yoshi from another world.

"A doppelganger from another dimension?" The queen's scepter clacked against the floor as she clicked her tongue. "We have heard of stranger news in Hoenn, certainly. In fact, I believe I can return you from whence you came, if you wish it. In return, I ask two simple things: that you return my daughter to me, and that you rid my city of the dragon that is causing such chaos in its wake. Is that not a fair bargain?

It sounded good, actually? Almost too good to be true.

"How do we know you can even do something like that?" Amber asked, skeptical, and the queen laughed, as if swatting away the concerns of a tiny gnat.

"Sir Yoshi," the monarch said, turning to yoshiro shioda. "Saddle my Glastrier and offer your finest armour for these two... visitors. And then show them where the Gyarados might be found, hm?"

A Glastrier?! Amber turned to Georgette Bluebottle, agape, a silent shriek of disbelief written plainly on her face: What the hell is even our life right now, Gigi?

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POSTED ON Mar 22, 2022 19:25:48 GMT

APPROVING THE ABOVE FROM Felix Gallagher EXCEPT MY TAG IS Amber Lenoir <3

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