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Post by Vannah Becker on Jul 22, 2018 14:30:03 GMT -5
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403 WORDS YAAASSSS BITCH | Vannah's pajamas were adorable. Like, super cute. The tanktop was a pale white with a cute Smoochum making a sassy pose and matched her bright pink pajama shorts that said "GIMME A SMOOCH" over her bum. They were hilarious but comfy AF so they were a must have. After checking herself out in one of the large body-sized mirrors in her hotel room, Vannah went to go double check in the kitchenette to make sure she had everything organized.
Yep. There were candies, chocolates, popcorn packets, and some microwavable cup noodles along with an assortment of drinks. Sodas, fancy waters, alcohol, everything was set. The beds were primped with extra soft pillows and the TV stand was ready with an array of movies to watch. Tonight was gonna be perfect. It wasn't often that Vannah got off work early enough to host a slumber party but damn it, when she did, it was gonna happen. She had sent the text to Leon hours ago before picking up all the "supplies" for the best party ever, and luckily he seemed just as enthusiastic about it as she was.
Vannah felt like a little kid again. She hadn't had a slumber part since when? When she was like, 11? Too long ago. To be honest, she hadn't had many close friends that were interested in doing something like that. But ever since she met Leon a while ago, they had been stuck to the hip like glue. Something about them just... clicked. It was like Vannah immediately knew that she could tell Leon anything, and he'd be there for her. That sort of security wasn't easy to find, and there wasn't any way Vannah was gonna let an amazing person like Leon breeze by in her life like another stranger. No sir. They were gonna be besties for life.
While she was waiting for Leon to arrive, Vannah scrolled through some social media and picked up one of the mushy romance books she was currently reading. It was about to get really spicy — but then there was a knock on the door. Vannah hopped up from the bed in excitement, squealing to herself just a little as she ran to open the door.
"YASSSSS LEON!" She said ecstatically as she greeted her friend. "This is gonna be the best. Night. EVER."
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Post by Leon Harte on Jul 23, 2018 4:52:56 GMT -5
Just earlier in the day, Leon had gotten the best text since his last ex’ breakup text. Vannah had texted and asked him if he was free since she’d gotten a night off from work. He had excitedly and in all caps texted her back with many typos that he was definitely ready for a sleepover. He’d set up the ranch for the night and put on some comfortable clothes before heading out the door and into the cool summer night. The walk to the hotel wasn’t long since she was decently close. He’d used some repels to get the Pokémon to leave him and Taft alone — for Taft’s sake. The little eevee was actually starting to get brave enough to enter battles by himself. Some Pokémon were born brave enough to enter a battle right from the egg and others, much like Taft, took about … what, seven years? That sounded about right. Hell if Leon knew. He barely paid that much attention to Taft’s age since Taft hated celebrating his birthday. Weirdo eevee.After checking the text message fifteen times, he looked up at the hotel door he was supposed to be at and knocked. Upon hearing her shuffle around, he grinned, and the second she opened the door he was bouncing from his heels to his toes and nearly shaking with giddy excitement. “ Giiiiiiirl!” He squealed before moving in. “ Don’t I know it??” He set his small backpack down and let out an exasperated sigh. His body fell on her bed and he groaned. His arms stretched out, the long sleeves of his baggy sleep shirt nearly covered his hands, just stopping at the knuckles of his fingers. His loose pajama pants gathered at his ankles, a lighter blue color, nearly pastel blue. “ I’m ready for whatever. Sleep. Drinking. Sleeping. Drinking and sleeping. Watching a movie. Reviewing bad smut. Anything. Please.” About half way through his suggestions he was laughing. words. 332 notes. Vannah Becker |
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Post by Vannah Becker on Jul 23, 2018 13:14:49 GMT -5
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280 WORDS ohohoh | Vannah laughed as Leon went straight for the bed. She followed soon after and perched at the corner, excited to finally have the chance to chill out.
"I've got all that and more," Vannah said, motioning to the small array of alcohols displayed on the counter, and then to the movies by the TV. "Whatever you wanna do first, boo."
It was then that Vannah took notice to the tiny Eevee that had entered the hotel room. She slid off the bed to crouch on the floor, outreaching her hand for the Eevee to sniff if they wanted, but kept her distance. She knew Taft could be a little skiddish.
"Hey Tafty!" Vannah said with a bright smile. "Don't think I forgot about you! I've got some treats and food for pokemon, too!" Vannah stood and ran off to the kitchenette, returning with a bowl full of pokemon food and some treats peppered in there as well. "I could even let Della out if you want some company!" The Ponyta was currently happily in her pokeball, but would probably enjoy playing with the Eevee if Taft was up for it tonight.
"Aaaaanyways," Vannah said playfully, looking back at Leon, "I have something I've been dying to tell you." She bit her lip and lied down on the bed beside her best friend, propping her head on her hands like a teenager in an old 80's movie. "Wanna guess?"
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Post by Leon Harte on Jul 23, 2018 13:29:50 GMT -5
An excited pounce later and Taft was devouring food. Yes, he was a coward, but no, he didn’t exactly show that around Vannah. Vannah was beautiful. So pink. So warm. So lovely. In a way, he wished he was more like Vannah, which was why he and his trainer were shooting for a Sylveon eevolution. He gladly took the bowl and started to devour it, curling happily around it as he laid down on the ground and began nibbling and playing with the food. Because Leon never told him not to play with his food, so he did. Leon, on the other hand, gave a sly sort of grin when Vannah plopped onto the bed. “ Something to tell me?!” He let out an exasperated sigh before turning over to look at Vannah, mimicking her movements and laying just like her. Honestly, his frame was so feminine, that he could very well be mistaken for a girl if it wasn’t for how square his jaw was. “ Bae… have you… got… another man in your life?!” He teased her with a grin before his face was suddenly dead of emotion and he was just panning at her. “ No, but seriously, what’s his name. Hair color. Eye color. Oh god, do you have a picture? Is he buff? Does he look like your father?” He rattled the questions off as he awaited some sort of answer of confirmation on Vannah’s end. words. 100+ notes. Vannah Becker |
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Post by Vannah Becker on Jul 23, 2018 14:16:35 GMT -5
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281 WORDS ohohoh | As Taft dug in, Vannah laughed. She always had a soft spot for Eevee, especially Leon's. He was such a cutie! She just couldn't help but to give him a little scritch between his ears. Adorable. Vannah giggled as she returned to Leon, but suddenly grew a little sheepish. She felt like a 6th grader with a crush. It was a little embarrassing, but this is what Leon and her were friends for — to talk about embarrassing things. "Well...." Vannah said quitely, kicking her feet and drawing circles on the bedsheets with her fingers. "He's got blonde hair, blue eyes...." She locked eyes with Leon with an embarrassed grin. "Very buff. Let me see if I can find a picture." Vannah quickly escaped to her phone, searching through social media expertly to try and find this boy she barely knew but had a ginormous crush on. When she finally found a decent picture of him, Vannah blushed but handed off her Phone to Leon. "His name is Ken, and he does not look like my father," she laughed. "He's really nice and kind of a ditz, but in a cute teddy bear way, you know? He compliments me all the time and... I don't know... any guy I've had a crush on before has never been so nice to me?" Vannah rubbed her arms subconsciously, looking to the floor as she blushed. "I, um, I asked him to get coffee with me later this week..." |
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Post by Leon Harte on Jul 23, 2018 14:23:09 GMT -5
" Oh shit." He mumbled the curse while looking over the picture on the phone. Buff was a damn understatement. This guy was a beast. On one hand, he was jealous. A hot guy like that? Damn, he wished he had muscles like that. Or, well, only sometimes. Like, he wished he could summon the muscles when he needed to lift heavy things. In a way, that's why he wanted a big strong partner. But in another sense, if he had a big strong partner, he'd have to play submissive and he was really bad at doing that- oops. " Girl he's gorgeous." His tone showed little emotion, as per usual when talking on a personal level. Leon tended to show so much emotion and give off a 'good manners' vibe when he was in public that times like these he typically lacked the emotion at first. It was his way of detoxing from the day, chilling out. " Seriously, Arceus, he like, has muscles on his neck. Idly, Leon reached up to scratch the back of his neck as he looked the picture over. " I didn't even know you could grow muscles there." He furrowed his brows before leaning back and looking at Vannah with a slow grin. And cue his mischievous dirty old man nature. " That's gonna bode so well for you, bae." notes. Vannah Becker |
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Post by Vannah Becker on Jul 23, 2018 14:56:34 GMT -5
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198 WORDS ohohoh | Vannah picked up on Leon's self-conscious ticks and sat beside him, pecking his cheek with a quick, innocent kiss. "Don't worry bae, I love you just the way you are," she said, peeking at the picture again over his shoulder. "Isn't he dreamy? I end up just staring at him sometimes and, like, I dunno. I don't think he notices but I need to seriously suck it up." Vannah laughed to herself nervously before relaxing again on the bed.
Leon was giving her a look. That look, the mischievous one that was implying something. Vannah curled her knees to her chest and blushed some more. "Wh-what do you mean?!" She said defensively, reaching for a pack of sour candy on the bedside table and absentmindedly eating a few. "It's just coffee!! He probably doesn't even like coffee. He probably only drinks protein shakes or something."
Vannah shoved a couple more candied in her mouth. "Look at what you're doing to me. You're making me stress eat," Vannah said with her mouth full.
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Post by Leon Harte on Jul 23, 2018 15:04:06 GMT -5
Leon was immediately sitting up on his knees with an absolutely devilish grin on his face. “ What was that?” He lifted an eyebrow before scooting closer to Vannah and leaning up so their faces were close. He was just being playful, nothing but innocent best friendedness. Like they were six years old or something all over again. He might as well have been a purrloin, okay? Swishing that tail mischievously and meowing. “ He might not even like coffee, just drinks protein shakes or something,” he mocked before sitting back on his butt and bouncing on the bed a few times. “ But…. He agreed to said coffee.” Wait, had that been clarified? Suddenly Leon’s shoulders stiffened and he sat up straight. “ He did agree didn’t he? He said yes to the coffee date??” The suspense was killing him!! notes. Vannah Becker |
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Post by Vannah Becker on Jul 23, 2018 15:25:11 GMT -5
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204 WORDS ohohoh | Vannah laughed as Leon got on all fours for a challenge. She lightly put a hand on each side of his cheeks and smushed his face. "I said I wuv you~!" Vannah cried playfully. "But you already know that," she winked at her best friend before laughing again. "I need a drink. Want something?"
Vannah stood and started to mix a cute little fruity drink together, with some alcohol of course. She mocked Leon, who was mocking her, which basically meant she was saying gibberish in a high pitched-voice and sticking her tongue out at him. Suddenly Leon bolted upright, tense and looking at her like his like depended on it. Desperate for information.
"Yes, Leon! He said yes!" Vannah laughed. "I think I caught him by surprise. There was this whole storm and we had to bunk at the Pokemon Center I was working at. It was embarrassing, asking him to go out for fucking coffee like the basic bitch I am, but you know how it is." Vannah rambled as she sat back down on the bed sipping her drink.
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Post by Leon Harte on Jul 23, 2018 15:36:48 GMT -5
As Vannah mocked him he took one of the smaller pillows and tossed it at her plump bum. Once it landed, he grinned and scurried back and beneath the sheets. That was his, ‘bring me something and I’ll eat it’ without him having to interrupt her completely. He very much enjoyed being with Vannah for multiple reasons. She spoiled him and his Pokémon for one, and for two, he felt very loose and like he didn’t much have to think of care about anything. It was absolutely fantastic. “ Oh good,” he breathed a relieved sigh. “ Because he’d be crazy not to say yes. I mean, seriously,” he waved his hand up and down her frame. “ Look at your damned self.” She was hot. He’d have dated her if he didn’t get this serious vibe… well, that he wasn’t good enough for her. It was a fault of his, but Vannah was absolutely better than him and he felt like if he ever tried to date her, he’d just drag her down. “ But wait—” he gave Vannah a look before he suddenly started to laugh. “ Vannah! Bae! You had him at your hotel room and you just asked him to coffee?! You didn’t start anything??” He couldn’t help how his laugh died into a gasp. “ Oh my stars,” blame his mother for that one, okay? Sometimes he sounded sixty years old. “ You … you like him, like him!” He was suddenly clapping his hands together and letting out a small squeal. “ I need to know more! Tell me about the storm, tell me! Tell me!” notes. Vannah Becker |
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Post by Vannah Becker on Jul 23, 2018 16:06:34 GMT -5
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654 WORDS ohohoh | Vannah shrieked quietly at the pillow hitting her squarely in the bum. She shot a playful glare at Leon before smirking and whipping together a delicious drink that was deceptively very alcoholic and tossing a bag of chips in his general direction. When she returned to the bed he was hiding under the sheets, but when he peeked back into the world of the living, she handed off the drink to him and began opening the bag of chips.
"Pffft, please," Vannah laughed at his comment, "You are being way too nice. You know I've been so busy with work I can't take care of myself. I haven't had a good work out in months now. I'm turning ugly." Vannah made a silly face before stuffing her mouth with chips and washing it down with her drink. She kept her eyes on Leon, though. Maybe she was part Medium, or maybe she was just crazy, but she got the feeling that Leon kept putting himself down. "You though, oof," Vannah fanned herself comically, "The more you work at that ranch the hotter you get. I think I'm seeing muscles on your arms, bae. That cute boss of yours is gonna look at you one day and isn't gonna let you leave," she winked at Leon, sidling up to his arm and watching him with sly eyes.
Vannah gasped as Leon pressed her why she didn't go any... further. "Bae, I barely know him!" she laughed nervously. "I don't even know if he's, like... into that." Her voice trailed off as she looked blankly at the wall. Half of her brain was trying to imagine something a little too improper, and the other half was telling her to fuck off. In the end she just ended up blushing while staring at the wallpaper.
Leon became very excited, and the way Vannah knew was because of how he started to talk like his mothers. She waved off the question with a sheepish "Oh, I dunno... I've only met him twice so far. I don't even know him...."
Maybe she was going into this a little too hard. Ken was really nice, and really cute, but she did barely know him. What if he turned out to be an asshole or something? She didn't think he would, but you never know. Meanwhile Leon was right here beside her, somebody she had never felt more comfortable with before. Maybe they could be dating right now, in a different life. Vannah had thought about it before but always pushed the thoughts into the back of her mind. Sometimes it was too easy to throw a friendship out the window when you start factoring in things like sexual desires, and Leon's friendship was something Vannah valued more than having sex.
But the subject quickly changed, and Vannah found herself distracted. "Oh, it wasn't really that big of a deal. I mean the storm was big and scary, and really sudden for some reason, but otherwise it was just a coincidence. We were on the beach and bumped into each other, and Ken wanted me to put on sunscreen for him, but then the storm came in and I got us and a couple other people some rooms at the Pokemon Center since it was closer to the beach than my apartment. We, um," she gulped, trying not to dwell on the night too much otherwise she'd probably turn into a bright tomato, "We waited out the storm and I asked him out. Not much really, ha ha...." Vannah twirled her hair between her fingers, taking another sip of her drink.
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Post by Leon Harte on Jul 23, 2018 17:02:12 GMT -5
Watching Vannah talk was probably the cutest thing in the world. He couldn’t help how he smiled. Comments about him got a look and a drink. He didn’t believe her. Why? Because he didn’t believe in himself and cue the reason why he was a terrible trainer. Seemed Taft was more a reflection of himself than he cared to admit. Ew, the drink wasn’t kick in fast enough. Lucky for him, Vannah got close and her warmth had him relaxing into the bed. He looked at the ceiling right along with her, swishing the drink a bit. The ice hitting the glass had an odd happiness moving through him— or maybe that was the alcohol. Just how much did she put in this thing anyway? “ That sounds like a cute first encounter.” He teased her, before waving his hand in hopes to stop her from commenting before he got the chance. “ No really, listen. I’m confident that most of my relationships end up shit because I’ll pretty much fuck everything I see. I don’t take the time to get to know somebody well enough before deciding I’d rather them bite me than talk.” He snorted before smiling at her. “ Which is why I value you above any hot thing that might come across my path. I’m so me when I’m with you, it’s completely not sexual, and I honestly need that.” He took another drink before looking at the ceiling. “ I’m so thankful that you’re finding somebody and that you’re going about it your way, not my way. You’ll probably fuck it up if you try and go my way. Best not to do that… also,” he set his drink down and immediately shifted to tickle at her rib cage, if he could manage through the sheets and with her probably being quicker than him. “ What’s this shit about my boss?? Hmm?? We’re just friends!!” notes. Vannah Becker |
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Post by Vannah Becker on Jul 23, 2018 17:29:39 GMT -5
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478 WORDS ohohoh | The alcohol was slowly starting to kick in with a mild buzz in the back of Vannah's mind, but it wasn't near enough to be considered tipsy. Just enough to help her relax. Vannah cuddled Leon's arm as he looked at the ceiling and began to speak about his romantic experiences.
"Now there is nothing wrong with wanting to fuck everyone you see," Vannah said scholarly. "You've just had some bad luck finding people that want to prioritize sex and a relationship. By all means you could go to the nearest bar and find tens of people willing to have sex, because you're such a cute catch, but finding somebody worthy of being in a relationship is hard. Because people suck. You don't, but other people do." She sighed resolutely. Leon was probably the sweetest, best listening, most amazing person Vannah had ever met — period. And, let's be real, he's had a lot more experience when it came to the bedroom than she did. He was a prize to behold, a trophy waiting for somebody to snatch him up. It was gonna happen inevitably, and he'd make somebody extremely happy someday, but Vannah couldn't help but wish that she could jumpstart the program so maybe Leon would finally take what she said to heart.
"Awwww, I love you too," Vannah said as Leon started to get mushy. Looks like that drink really was strong. "But I dunno about completely not sexual," she winked at her bestie with a playful giggle. "Your way is your way because that's what works for you — and ultimately, you'll find the right person. I think your way might end up hurting you more though... but that's why I'm here!" Vannah placed a quick kiss on Leon's jaw in support.
But then Leon shot forward, quick as a bolt of lightning. Suddenly his fingers were at Vannah's ribs and they were in a full-blown tickle fight!
"Aaaaah!! What do you mean, just friends?!" Vannah spluttered through her laughter, desperately trying to swat Leon's arms away. "That man is a hunk and I know how you are!!" There was an opening — and BAM! Suddenly Vannah had Leon on his back, sitting on his stomach so he wouldn't move.
"HAH! Look who's on top now!" She said, lying down on Leo's body and crossing her arms on his chest. "I think you and that big boss of yours could have a pretty cute little Boss-and-Employee relationship. It's a little taboo, a little cute. I think it suits you and you know it." She shot him another playful wink.
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Post by Leon Harte on Jul 23, 2018 22:13:35 GMT -5
Damn her. Everything she said made it sound not so terrible to be himself. In a way, this was what he needed. He needed somebody who was going to tell him that he was worth being... well, worth being alive. As sappy, dramatic, and millennial as that sounded. Vannah managed that for Leon and he honestly didn’t think he could ever properly repay her for that. It was why he always did whatever she wanted whenever she wanted however she wanted. In a way, actions for him, it’s how he paid people back. Well, unless they needed to hear words. But Vannah seemed perfectly fine with time spent and his actions put forth for her. Without much fight he was on his back, a fit of laughter escaping his lips. It was rare for him to let out laughter like that and his face hurt from all the smiling he had to do not only previously in the day because of work but also now with Vannah. She’d tickled him right back and then promptly laid atop him. They acted like children and he loved it. He didn’t get to be much of a child. Well, a preteen anyway. Middle school wasn’t kind to him, he had to grow up too fast. So he spent his time in his twenties doing whatever the hell he wanted to make up for it. Very mature, very smart. “ For the record,” he started beneath her. She was comfortable and not terribly squishing his body. Which was a frequent when he was on bottom. But Vannah knew how to hold her weight. Huh. “ I definitely suck.” He wiggled his brows at her before letting out a snorted laugh. “ Secondly,” he began while holding his finger in the air and booping her nose with it. “ He definitely is a hunk and I am definitely that way and I definitely wouldn’t mind it but... I can’t afford to lose this job. And I really like to hang out with him....” Oh god.Now he was the one blushing and huffing out an irritated sigh while looking away from Vannah’s eyes. The eyes he didn’t like looking at because they often brought the truth out. “ I don’t know how it happened, really. I just sort of like being around him. Little bit like I like being around you. We flirt, sure. But he’s good, you know? Deserves good, you know? Not like, me, or whatever.” He groaned before writhing beneath her and slamming his eyes shut with a laugh. “ What did you put in those drinks??” words. 429 notes. Vannah Becker |
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Post by Vannah Becker on Jul 24, 2018 9:44:10 GMT -5
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397 WORDS ITS A THING | This was the type of friendship Vannah had been craving her whole life, she just didn't know it. Middle School was so rough in the 'friends' department that she went through high school without any, and because of that, she kind of had a hard time just going out and making lasting friendships. But something about her and Leon clicked — maybe it was how similar they were. In a way, the complimented each other, too. While Leon was great at listening to all of Vannah's (many) complaints and problems, Vannah was there to help talk through all of Leon's woes and worries and so on. And in a way, talking things over with Leon was a sort of therapy for her, too. How could she tell her best friend to believe in himself if she wasn't willing to do the same vice versa?
Vannah waggled her eyebrows right back. "Oh, are you offering?" she said coyly, wrapping her arms around Leon's waist and hugging him as she looked him in the eye. "I've heard great things about your work," she insinuated, wiggling up until their noses were nearly touching and mimicking the way Leon had challenged her before.
She giggled as he booped her nose, sitting back up on his stomach and careful not to squish any bits. She had made him flustered! Finally! It was a feat in and of itself to get Leon to blush. Vannah laughed a little and bit her lip, eager to hear what Leon had to say.
"I knew you had a little bit of a crush on him," Vannah said, drumming her fingers on Leon's chest. "And what do you MEAN 'not like you'? You are probably the greatest person he's ever met, especially willing to work on a ranch. He'd be lucky to make you his twunk." Vannah tickled Leon's sides lightly, but didn't dig in too hard. "I bet he thinks about how cute you are whenever you leave. Doesn't he mess up your hair a lot?" she said, throwing a hand to idly play with Leon's soft locks. "Bae... he's gotta be gay for you. That's a thing. The hair thing, it's a thing."
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