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gladionsgrownup:

“Honestly I’m not sure. You picked it out for me a while ago, remember?” He smirked at Lily before he glanced down his torso, examining it himself. “It’s not a bad suit. I’m not sure it fits me that well though.” He tilted his head, seeming to think it over.

    “I did? Hm. My apologies, my memories have been a tad spotty as of late.” 

     He supposes the cut is something he’d appreciate: jagged, masculine, accenting legs and chest before bust and hip, warmly coloured and with a three-colour pallet...

      It’s a bit tight in some places, perhaps. And not in the fashionable areas, either.

       “Perhaps you should have it tailored, Monsieur. There’s enough fabric in various areas of your coat to supplement the give needed in your hip and shoulders. And, ah, if not... perhaps black would suit as well. Fractal patterns in suits plenty fashionable these days anyhow.” 

[dauphindekalos]

    Absently polishes the Flower’s Key again. 

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gladionsgrownup:

@dauphindekalos liked your post:He puts on some of the nicer clothes that Lily had…

“Can I help you, Lily?”

    Hm? 

The ensemble suits, curled carefully around artistic lines of muscle and bone. He’s not the loveliest figure he’s seen in this cut of suit, barely comparable to that single, Godly beast, but he is...

    ... mm, nice enough, maybe. 

    “Monsieur Gladion. My apologies for staring, if such is applicable. Your suit is lovely; is it Poness? Her work typically includes that sort of lapel.“

[dauphindekalos]

    Oh well. At least Marie evolved, giving him both a bigger kitten to pet and a chance to finally coordinate that violet suit he’s had for a year or two. 

[dauphindekalos]

    And his email, still, lacks that hoped-for alert.

[dauphindekalos]

    “One would think that the lack of useful laws in Kalos would lessen the amount of paperwork I must handle every day. But ah, lo and behold, useless laws apparently have all the more work associated with them.”

      “Peh.”

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[dauphindekalos]

     The Key, untucked from his ascot, jangles a bit.

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weren't you gonna fuck gladion

    “Non, non. I put those sort of events upon my calender. This is...”

    “... something else.”

[dauphindekalos]

    ... he feels as if he is forgetting something.

Or... someone, maybe?

[dauphindekalos]

Homicidal mother.

    “I am hardly one to compare fears and traumas, Monsieur, but I can assure you that having both is excruciating.”

[dauphindekalos]

     “Better to have a poorly mannered brother than a homicidal younger cousin, I suppose.”

[dauphindekalos]

    So much green.

So much.

[dauphindekalos]

     Mortals would never understand.

     Those who were not made to succeed Deities could never comprehend the trials taken by their Lords, all for the sake of the betterment of the common.

      He did all of this for them. 

      How dare they be unappreciative. 

[dauphindekalos]

gladionsgrownup:

Gladion frowned, slightly hurt that Lily thinks he would do this for charity or funds. He felt that turn to irritation. “I’m not doing it for charity.” He said calmly, trying to keep his tone level. “And the fact that you think that I’m someone who deserves it is frankly irritating. I don’t need anyone’s help. I’m my own damn person, Lily. I fought my entire fucking life to be my own person and I’m not about to stop for you or anyone else.” He clenched his jaw, trying to reign in his temper as one of the topics particularly sensitive to him was prodded.

“… I wanted to just… share it with you, alright? I… I want you to know me better. I’m trying to be your companion. That is all I wish. I don’t need anything from you.” His eyes were sharp and he looked at Lily with no fear. “I was hoping by sharing something with you, I could better understand you as well. As I said, if you are uncomfortable with it, that’s fine and I won’t push it any further. But don’t assume that everyone wants something of monetary value from you. Some people are more simple than that.”

     “Au contraire, monsieur. Those who look upon me and desire only my wealth are the simple ones. It is the ones who crave all the other things that baffle me.”

       He could always guess what the greedy ones were thinking. They were plain and simple, always cut from the same cloth: he knew their words like he did any of his speeches, he knew their hollow-eye look, and he knew where he stood with them.

      To them, he was desirable. Worth placating, worthy of worship.

       Those who did not desire money or status were strange. They came to him with smiles, offerings of shared tables or an awning: they talked to him, told him stories of average life, asked him about his day and they never once asked anything of him, and he didn’t understand. 

       He is King. Does not tell all it need? He is a King, flat and stony, and he is the Face of his People and the Voice of the Wealthy. He is not little Lily, who wanted to be a Princess and wanted to live a humble life in the coming New age. That disappeared a long time ago.

        “... perhaps your story would be best for another time, Monsieur.” The Flower turned blue, like all things good, so he thinks such was the correct action. “I will be late if I dawdle any longer.”

[dauphindekalos]

     That feel when a Cyrus fuckin’ coerced you so hard that it defies the disappearance of that Cyrus from the timeline. 

      The only other person who did that was the cousin that he loved very, very much, so holy crap Cyrus.

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pyroaress:

“ … That’s-…. ”

  “ All well and good, dear. You take very good care of that Shrine of yours. ”

     “Such is only natural! As the Arcean Minister must tend to his temple, I will tend to my shrine of Arceus’ future replacement!”