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“Flood the stadium and make it our ocean!”
𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐒.
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“Flood the stadium and make it our ocean!”
𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐒.
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KABE-DON!
“Eh, yeah, that’d okay by me. Furthest thing from illegal, t’be honest.”
➦ ❛ - well, if you’re sure, sweetums. . . - ❜
palms kiss flat to his chest as she pushes him back against any surface, placing peppered kisses along his jawline feverishly. it’s been a while since they’ve last seen one another ; it was nice to reconnect this way.
CURRY CUTIE.
msging My Modeling Rival 📸
[ ✉️ ] : Hot as hell, like me ;)
[ ✉️ ] : Lol jk, that would be too spicy, but I do want it hot
[ ✉️ ] : You’re cooking for me? I’m swooning…
[ ✉️ ] : yeah, so?
[ ✉️ ] : i’ve got some spare figy, but can i throw in liechi? i like my spicy with a touch a sweet. ~
[ ✉️ ] : kinda like you, when you’re not the rough tough guy.
[ ✉️ ] : by the by, i can spot you the pocket poké it’ll take to train to hulbury.
it is WAIFU HOURS, boys.
@noxencores asked:
😍 😍 😍
AM I ATTRACTIVE?
➦ lips hurry in to close the gap & brush warmth & breath against a washing wave of bliss. she’s missed him, any of his gentle touches or bristling excitableness. . . it’s such a refresher just to hear him utter his allure to her.
❛ - missed y’uh, piers. - ❜
@dragonxhearted asked:
😍
AM I ATTRACTIVE?
➦ ONLY because it’s raihan does she scoff, eyes rolling with a tempered sass.
❛ - don’t think your popularity will earn y’ points with me. ~ - ❜
@mononezu asked:
😍😍😍😍
AM I ATTRACTIVE?
➦ he’s the first to make her bite her lip.
❛ - y’KNOW i have digits, righ’? i’m always a call away. - ❜
@circhester-flair asked:
😍 "like? Nessa the Model or Nessa the Gym Leader...?"
AM I ATTRACTIVE?
➦ ❛ - end ‘a the day, i’m still ME! regardless, it’s. . . nice tae know yeh like me like that, gordie. y’er awful sweet. - ❜
@profsxnia asked:
😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍
AM I ATTRACTIVE?
➦ ❛ - seems i’ve got good taste jus’ like YOU do, son’! - ❜
Send me 😍 if your muse finds mine attractive
@profsxnia is changing with nessa in the same room.
➦ part of being best friends meant their comfort zones were pretty vast around another, so when the two were changing in nessa’s seaside home for their beach trip there was no embarrassment when she slipped her top off. hands reach for her bikini, ignoring the air flowing against warm skin while she leans past sonia. hands brush up beyond her neck & loop the bottom string over her shoulders & down her torso.
ignoring the time lapse between dressing her upper half, nessa works to tie the strings behind her neck to fix her top. as she draws back from her lean, eyes fix onto sonia with a wide smile, checking in on her own progress.
❛ - i know yeh didn’ bring one ; ‘ow’s mine fitt’n ya? - ❜
VOICE CLAIM. for nessa.
speaking: Margo singing: Christina Perri
THE TRUTH ABOUT LOVE.
That came as a genuine shock. After all, this is Nessa. NESSA. The Gym Leader beloved by all of Galar. His hand twitched a little, wanting to loop a finger around his pendant as always, struggling for some semblance of security, but he fought the urge in favour of traversing these unknown waters.
Piers had never felt so humbled, and it’d been plastered all over his face.
“As much as it means, that in particular prob’ly doesn’t mean much coming from someone like me. Hell, you must hear folks calling ya beautiful all the time.”
➦ ❛ - nae, piers. y’er honest abou’ who yeh are. tha’s why it MEANS so much. - ❜
inwardly, she’s biting the tip of her tongue, afraid she’s coming on too strong for a guy like him. ignoring how long they’ve been holding hands by a technicality, nessa tilts her head in a bashful look of adoration, absolutely taken in by his drawn sense of humility.
❛ - s’why i like y’er music so much. y’er true tae y’self no matt’r wot sense ‘a tha’ word. - ❜
WE’VE REACHED SEVEN, BOYS.
A CULT ARISES.
WELCOME, @teamyellboss
BABY BOY.
He caught a glimpse of those eyes once more, damnably true and deeper than any sea, and turned back towards her as she held his hands. Within an instant, his kayfabe broke, and his punkish air dissipated with a smile in return. The weight of their reputations lifted, it was like he could speak freely once more.
“I would never resort to such an understatement, Ness… You’re absolutely beautiful, through and through.”
➦ ❛ - ah, y- yeh think so? - ❜
mocha plumes swirled across cheeks an even deeper tone, plunging nessa into the aftershock of an overstimulated face. a hand cusps to her cheek which itches with heat, eyes lowering unintentionally. before she knows it, she’s staring down his choker by sheer inconvenience.
❛ - so i’s official? no mo’ hold’n up masks? - ❜
a breath.
finally, some room to air out. timidity ; her reality comes rushing in, a nervous woman absolutely frightened of how others perceived her.
❛ - piers. . . if ‘m bein’ real — ah — y’er opinion means a lot. more than OTHERS, actu’ly. - ❜
LOCAL MAN SAYS FUCK.
Did Nessa just call him… Cute? Or at least cute on the inside?? The sun must be getting to her, or something; it’s definitely getting to him and is the only reason his face was beginning to turn red. Piers turned further away from the radiant gaze, using his hair for protection, and formulated his own response with as much tact and grace as possible.
“Y-yeah, you’ve got a lot of… Um… Your beauty’s… Like… FUCK.”
The man could write a ballad any day of the week, but forming a compliment for someone like Nessa was like trying to reinvent the very concept of music.
➦ SNORT.
❛ - easy now. . . no need tae shout, yeh? lemme help yuh. - ❜
she rounds her board, ignoring it as she shimmies under the umbrella’s shade & lets her hands overlap his, hoping he’ll turn to catch her wholesome gaze. innocent, pure ; nessa’s prideful in showing her true colors.
❛ - i know i’s not nice tae speak f’er other people but — y’er tryna say i’m cute too, righ’? - ❜
FASHION SENSE.
“Ah, right. Figured havin’ two occupations would leave y’with a full schedule.” Not that he minded. They could always find ways to meet up again. And it wasn’t like he himself didn’t always have free time, with almost nightly concerts as well as concert rehearsals earlier in the day. He did perk up once she mentioned the dinner, finding himself nodding in response. See, he knew there was a way they could meet up again! He’d for sure have to rest his voice, which meant there’d be no concert tomorrow night, which also meant that he could easily make it to her dinner.
Never in his life had he been this eager to leave Spikemuth, especially for a single person. But Nessa proved herself to be someone different, someone he could rely on, and someone he could be his authentic self around. Which was quite a rarity for him, as he normally kept his distance from other people. Usually, he kept up a disinterested, stoic front. But around her? He gradually shed that front. Knowing that she liked seeing all sides of him, not just the one he often displayed, meant more than he could verbally explain. He was honestly kicking himself for not breaking out of his town and officially talking to her sooner. Oh, well, better late than never.
Not shying away, he remained still as she rested her forehead against his, He then nodded once more. “I promise. But I’m pretty sure I’ll be able t’make it.” He wasn't one to break promises either, so she had his word. He then chuckled a little before adding, “Do I ‘ave t’dress all fancy or can I keep m’not-at-all fancy fashion sense?”
➦ handling two careers always left nessa on empty regarding energy, yet she somehow always made time for others. be it spending one on one time with special people or arranging meet ups with her fanbase, nessa constantly put people before her own needs. overwhelming delight swarmed her expression once piers let his own piece air out between them. fingers kneaded at his shoulders in excitement, astounded at his sense of responsibility. like a grown adult, the rockstar was shining brighter than any prior arranged ‘blind dates’ nessa had been on due to tabloid cravings.
at the question deriving to attire, the gym leader let her own shoulders bob with a boisterous snortle. ❛ - unless y’er on & thinkin’ this is a magazine scoop, then i’m sure anything’s fine so long as you’re comfortable, piers. - ❜
he was so courteous of her desires, but just like her, wanted to please others before addressing his own needs. as hypocritical of nessa it was to assure him he didn’t have to focus on that, she did so anyways. feeling his body’s warmth embodied by the radiance enveloping her, the gym leader let herself bask in its temperature before allowing a bated sigh to escape.
❛ - kinda wish i didn’ have tae leave. - ❜