Harley

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Harley

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I'm deciding whether or not to restart Harley from the beginning. Everything, including the blog itself. I might keep this one as archives but have Harley meet everyone all over again.

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((ummm...I was just kind of wondering, are you OC friendly?))

Depends. ;w; I like OC's with a lot of character to them, you know? Something that looks like they have had a lot of heart and soul built into them, their background story, and how they're portrayed.

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"Well, well, well."

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"Hey Drew-bear~!"

[kxsshu-moved]

"wHERE ARE ALL OF YOU COMING FROM!?"

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"Those ears.. they're so cute and large! You look like a fairy!"

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2013 vs. 2014

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i need your mouth ok? ok

"Oh honey, you had me at 'mouth'."

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*drags to bed too*

"Hooray, I'm getting kidnapped by a sexy emperor~!"

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Kanto's Ribbon Competition

[theviridiangymleaderarchive-dea]

"Grand Festival?" Green asked his interest piquing at the words as he sat down next to Harley. "Is that like the Pokemon League for contests?" Green scratched his head a bit at the question.

"Well, not really. I mean I have picked up a few tips and lessons from my sister for massaging Pokemon, and it’s become a hobby." Green shrugged a bit. "I’m sure you’ll make a great Connoisseur!" Green grinned and pat his shoulder. 

"A sweet shop or restaurant?" Green beamed at him. Food and discount! His two favorite words! "I like food! I’ll happily take that offer! But try not to quit, huh?" Green laughed.

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"Well, it's sort of like this right now, only this is an Annual. Grand Festivals are bigger and they have all the regions competing. They're more strict and there are hundreds, almost a thousand people attending. Only 50 go through the first round, 20 for the second, 10 for the third, 6 for the forth, 4 for the top, and then you have the final two."

Turning away, he let out a small hum. "I won't quit. I'll open up shop in Kalos. I would consider Lumiose but that place is big and busy anyway. I might open it in Anistar. That place is gorgeous and I love the giant crystal. You otta come with me someday! You do know about the Gym leave, right? It's a 2 week vacation for Gym Leaders. It just requires you to find a replacement, preferably the trainers that linger in the Gym with you. Burgh told me about the Gym leave before.."

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Kanto's Ribbon Competition

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Green laughed a bit at Harley’s impression until he registered what was said. Green sulked in despair and had huge tears in his eyes. “That old fart forgot my name… AGAIN! How do you forget your grandson’s name?! The old wrinkly bastard raised me for Arceus’s sake!”

Green roughly ruffled his own hair angrily. “Who forgets they’re family members’ names? And after 19 years?! It doesn’t matter how old he is!” Green ranted and raved. Green turned back to Harley with a huff. 

"Anyway! I swear I’ll stitch his mouth shut! He can talk for sure." Green sighed and grumbled. "Have you competed in the Sinnoh Contests as well?"

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Harley laughed a little, patting the other's back. "It's okay, sweetie! Don't worry about it.." Hearing the next question, he blinked and backed away some. "Yeah. I've competed in all the contests. I sort of have to to get into the Grand Festivals, like the one here." Sitting back down, he patted the seat next to him.

"So Green, what else do you do? I'm trying to get my Connoisseur license." He placed his hands in his lap. "It's going to be a very long process but it'll be worth it." Harley smiled widely at him. "If I give up on contests completely, you'll be seeing me in a restaurant.. or a sweet shop. I might give you a discount! Haha~!"

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Kanto's Ribbon Competition

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Green was a little surprised that this guy kept calling him sweetie. So surprised in fact that a little color came to his cheeks. “Ah, well… Yeah that move is pretty destructive. The fact it even hit was a pure stroke of luck.” Green shrugged. 

Green smiled and shook his hand and laughed. “Hotshot? Well, yeah I am a pretty big deal.” Green said stroking his own ego. “Yeah, Professor Oak is my grandfather. Honestly, I’m a little surprised he even talked about me at all. He’s usually so busy, he shouldn’t waste his breath gossiping about me.” Green said with a smirk.

"Hoenn and Sinnoh Conests, huh?" Green rubbed his chin in thought. That actually sounded pretty nice considering all the stress lately, but he knew he couldn’t leave his Gym unattended for too long. "Sounds cool! I’ll probably check them out! And to answer your question, I couldn’t see myself as a coordinator. I have too much to do at the Gym." 

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Harley shrugged and smiled. "Oh I know how busy that man is. We were talking while having a cup of coffee about the contests being held in Kanto and how excited he was to see such an experience outside of Hoenn." He clicked his tongue. "Let's see.." Clearing his throat, he shagged up his hair a little to fit Oak's and he tried to speak in a raspy, older voice.

"My grandson is the Gym Leader of Viridian! I think his name is Blue. Was it Red? No.. that can't be it."

"Viridian? Color? Wouldn't that be Green?"

"Green! That's right! His name is Green! So, Harley huh? Are you a boy or a girl?"

"I'm a man, sir."

"Oh that's right! Silly me! I've been so busy that all the girls and boys look the same to me!"

Harley began to laugh. "Then he went on and on about his experiments and how he used a couple of 10 year old boys to go out on a dangerous quest to get all the Pokemon's information in the region."

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The Disaster On Stage

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He sat in respectful and attentive silence while Harley spoke of his own life—revealed so much about himself without Hans even having to pester him for the information. His brows furrowed. His hands clasped together and held onto one another as though he was physically losing grasp of himself. This man before him—a man who appeared confident and sure of himself—had been through a lot more than Hans initially thought. Then again, it seemed Harley had the same defense mechanism that Hans did. Whatever confidence he actually lacked, he made up for with his boosted ego.

But it was silly to so quickly label him as someone like that. As far as Hans knew, Harley probably did love himself more than anyone else. The ex-prince’s own situation was complicated. He acted like he was the best. He held his chin high despite every degrading comment sent his way. Deep down, he was always dying. Each and every word pierced through him like a sword, but was cleverly concealed by his facade. Was Harley like that, too?

By the time Hans had room to talk, he hadn’t the slightest idea of what to say. Not only was he engaging in a long conversation with someone he had only met recently, but the conversation was on heavy subject matter that Hans usually didn’t have to deal with; if it weren’t for Queen Cathrine, he probably wouldn’t be dealing with it (not that he was putting the blame on her, of course). It took two to continue a discussion, though. So, despite his uncertainty with whatever would leak from his lips when they parted, Hans took a jab at coming up with a coherent reply.

"But, do you see yourself as a monster?" He rubbed his hands together, and looked up at the man with curious eyes. "That’s what matters most." The other statements and inquiries Harley made went ignored. It was unintentional, for Hans’s focus was on whatever Harley’s answer would be to his own question. For some reason, it meant the world to him.

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He takes in a soft sigh, only to smile over at him. "No." He replied. "I don't see myself as a monster. I see myself as a human. Humans were born to be manipulative beings that force their way into success with little to no hesitation on who or what stands in their way. We stomp on their toes; we kick them down or we abuse them.." Shaking his head, he brushed his bangs back and bit his bottom lip.

"As of now.. you're pretty much the closest person I would consider as a friend, Hans. I'm still sorry for dragging you down with me.." Turning to him again, he placed his hands behind his back. "But you---" Before he could finish, there was a knock on the door. "Who is it?"

"It's me." It was his assistant. Harley turned to look at Hans again before heading out of the room. "Excuse me for a moment.." He closed the door behind him, talking to the assistant. Even though they were whispering, some things could be heard such as the show's condition and the fact that the assistant found out that someone has been sabotaging the equipment. It wasn't pleasant. Harley's voice began to rise about the matter and have the guards check into the matter. Someone wants to ruin his show.

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Reblog if you're a Multishipper

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  Lux growled a bit when he had a hand shoved in his face. “He knows my needs and what I am. That much he understands. I’ve already gotten down sick because of fighting against my nature. I’ll end up sick again within a month’s time if I continue it.” He disappeared for a second before reappearing behind Harley. “And just what makes you think you could even top an incubus?”

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"Then why aren't you seducing women as well? From folklore, Incubi would break into houses and get the unexpected women pregnant during their slumber. Besides, don't you eat souls? I could offer part of my soul if you really need it to stay in shape.."

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"Note that you were the one who said that. I never said anything about you being a toy. My mate wouldn’t understand an open relationship unless I explain it to him." Lux leaned close to Harley, smirking a bit. "You need just a bit of a pick me up. Maybe the lack of sex has built up and you’ll be happier when all that lust is released."

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He shoved his hand in the man's face. "Not until I get the permission from your partner, buddy." Harley huffed out, looking away. "If he gives off the okay, I would be able to fuck your brains out. Since he has not, however, I refuse to give you my body.."

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"And I’m a rather hungry incubus."

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"What are you proposing? That I become your toy until you're capable of banging your mate?"