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this is the song I imagine lying in the dark at 3am listening to

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i’m tired&angry, but somebody should be; Green&Touko

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She appears to hug the ukulele to her body. Her fingers strum absently against the strings — gaze skyward. She watches the pearly glow of the sun sink below the horizon, the final rays of light straying.

The cigarette at her lips is almost gone, ashes falling upon the sand. The smell of the sea and smoke fill her surroundings, shrouding her in a peculiar scent.

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               he’s no  stranger  to nights such as this one.  in fact,  he’s had countless nights like this   ---------   nights where bad dreams  plague  him,  leaving him heaving on one side of the bed and  grasping  for air.  at nights like this,  he usually went to the bar or the club,  finding some random chick to fuck with.  but he doesn’t do that now,  not anymore.   (  he’s a loyal boyfriend . . . to leaf,  at least,  but she’s the  only girl  who’s ever mattered to him,  anyway.  )   

               now,  on another night like the ones previous,  he strolls up to the beach,  instead.  it’s  quieter  now.  no more kids chasing each other around on the sand.  no more trainers looking for a battle.  everyone’s going home.  everything is  quiet,  and at times like this,  green absolutely  hates  the silence.  

               the waters of the ocean washes away the shells piling up on the dunes.  above him,  the moon is glowing,  a silver streak making the world light on fire.  despite his thick jacket,  a rush of cold air buzzes past him,  making the hair on the nape of his neck stand on  alert.  green inhales the heavy scent of the sea and breathes out.  even with this temperature,  he likes it better than the  silence  of his bedroom.

               he walks farther along the shoreline,  watching the ocean breathe with life,  when he spots a stranger playing in the water.  but he wouldn’t say she’s playing,  exactly.  it seems more like she’s attempting to wash her worries away,  her past,  her dreams.  he wonders what’s  bothering  her so much that it causes her to  scream angrily  at the world.  he’s done that countless times before on mountains in various regions.  

               green’s surprised when she regards him.  he thought she’d be too busy howling like a beast to notice his presence.   ❛   too busy brooding,   ❜   he says casually.   ❛   you’re brooding,  too,  i’m guessing.  i thought i heard a dying pelipper,  from that sound of that scream of yours.   ❜   he smells the scent of cigarettes and feels his nose twitch.   ❛   you still got a cig on you  ?   i’ll trade it for a pokeball.   ❜   stupid bargain,  but he’s kind of desperate for a distraction.   

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Continuing to munch on her sandwich, she wonders if they had crossed paths without noticing. She notices that when Kalos slips off of his tongue, theres a pause. Where it may have looked like reminiscing, she sensed something else entirely. The way he sighed gave that away immediately, but she refused to pick it out. At least, not at that moment. 

She wonders just how much he had learned abroad, considering some of the most prestigious professors, resided in Kalos. When visiting, she had the opportunity to stay and help with mega evolution research, with Sycamore. It was easy to lose track in a city as large, as Lumiose. She was gifted with a Charmander for the help she actually did lend, but other than that, there was nothing but the usual travelling. 

“Well, it sure seems you’ve been busy. Kalos is beautiful, especially in the fall. Did you get the chance to meet with Professor Sycamore? He’s truly a gifted individual, and quite the connoisseur of coffee. Arceus, that man went through at least four pots a day. And thats just on a normal day.” She spoke, remembering the Professor fondly. 

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               he wonders if she noticed the pause in his sentence,  how the word  kalos  lingers a bit longer on his tongue   ---------   like a  smoke of a memory  that doesn’t falter as quickly as the others.  if daisy or his grandpa were to know,  they would chide him for keeping such a thing out of ego.  but is it his  ego,  really,  that’s been wounded,  or himself  ?   the parts of him he never thought anyone else would ever touch,  not without permission.  more than anything,  he feels a sense of  betrayal  from a mentor he once thought was worthy of his respect. 

               he’ll never make that mistake again. 

               a part of him is questioning if he should put his pure,  wholehearted  trust on leaf   ---------   what’s his assurance that she won’t possibly  break his heart,  or leave him hanging like a million pieces,  jarred on the floor,  like the  remnants  of broken glass  ?   but the thought itself is a bit silly.  he’s more likely to break her heart than she is to break his own.   (  breaking hers would be just as painful.  )

               ❛   professor sycamore is truly amazing,   ❜   he agrees.  his compliments aren’t handed out so easily.   ❛   but what’s alola like  ?   hot,  i imagine.  that place would be great for a sun tan.   ❜   he almost snorts at that  ;   he has this weird feeling that he’ll end getting  burned  more than tanned.  green takes a sip of his drink,  picking at his food as a thought occurs to him.  his gaze cuts to her face,  regarding her  carefully.  this is more  vulnerability  than he’s shown in years.  green oak is not a man of weakness.  he’s egoistical,  confident,  strong.  but when he asks her a question,  his voice suddenly goes soft.

               ❛   hey,  i know it’s been a while since we last traveled together   ---------   last i recalled,  you were this  scrawny girl  from kanto,   ❜   he teases lightheartedly,  reaching out to play with her fingers.   ❛  but how ‘bout we travel together again,  huh  ?   you can show me around alola.  we can be one of those fierce couples doing double battles and  wrecking  everyone’s asses,  showing them who the  true champions  are.   ❜   there’s his confidence leaking again.   ❛   could be fun,  yeah  ?   besides,  i just got you back,  so don’t think i’m letting you go that easily again.   ❜

               green leans in as he flashes her a smile.  arceus,  she’s gorgeous like this,  flushed yet unwavering.   ❛   can’t really leave the  love of your life  now,  could ya  ?   ❜   he reaches forward with both hands capturing her cheeks.   ❛   you’re officially my girlfriend now,  baby girl,  so you gotta  stake your claim.   ❜   his grin grows wider as he watches her reactions.   ❛   so,  what do you say,  leaf  ?   ❜

[musubiki]

you are……a handsome man…,

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@afireburning  ♡  for a mr.  green oak  !

               if there’s one thing in the world that he absolutely hates more than failure,  it’s the COLD.  unfortunately for him,  there isn’t much he could do when he’s literally in the middle of snowpoint city.  he wishes he can let out his charizard for a glimpse of heat,  of  hope,  but sol hates the cold as much as he does.  probably even more,  as a fire-type pokemon.  heaving a deep breath,  he rubs his hands together and plasters his palms against his cheeks,  attempting to keep the warmth in his skin.  

               his eyes go bright when he  finally  catches sight of the pokemon center.  green really hopes nurse joy has a blanket and hot cocoa,  because he’s this close to  losing his wits  from the buffet of snow coming towards him.  his hand quivers as he pushes the doors open,  exhaling as warmth seeps into his body.  despite wearing three layers of clothing,  green feels the  hypothermia  coming on at full speed. 

               nurse joy quickly rushes towards him and hands him everything he needs to allow his body to adjust to a more normal temperature.  green takes out sol out of his pokeball and lets the pokemon curl at his feet,  sending heat rushing from his toes to his chest.  sighing,  he takes a sip of his hot cocoa and glances around the pokemon center.  it’s become a habit of his.  green either spots out  new trainers  to befriend,  or his old friends back in pallet town.  and just in luck,  he finds himself looking at a  familiar friend. 

               ❝   FIRE  ?   ❞   he calls out.   ❝   oh,  it’s really you  !   i knew i smelled something fishy around here  !   and damn,  you  stink  like a  magikarp  !   ❞   with a grin,  green gestures fire to come closer.   ❝   long time,  no see,  bud  !   ❞

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A frown appears on her face, as she is told no. But there is surprise, when he says the word next.

Next meant, another. Another led to a future of sorts, and that was more than enough to quiet her qualms. Making note of how he handled these situations, she considered challenging it just to make things interesting. But, she didn’t want to ruin this interesting moment. So instead, she threw up the tiny white flag. 

“You win this time, Oak.”

Summer Princess rings through her ears like the bells of Notre Dame, and for a moment she forgets how to breathe. All of this, would take getting used to. She was sure, with time, these things would make her cheeks less red. 

Letting him lead the way, she had decided to take in her surroundings. It had been ages since she had actually sat down and had a meal. Always somewhere to go, she made sure she was never in one place for too long. Oddly enough, in that moment, she wished she could freeze time. 

Watching him with a half smile and raised brow, he was being so gentle, unlike himself really. Remembering a time when the only phrase she would hear was smell ya later, it was almost like an alternate universe. Perhaps, his tendency to be more abrasive is what she liked most about him. Unapologetic, and natural. All things Leaf admired him for, secretly. 

Taking a small bite of her sandwich, she tried to keep her cool. 

“So, you haven’t told me much of your adventures lately. Where have you been?”

               stubborn,  quick witted,  SHARP   ---------   all the traits that make him a great trainer,  but these don’t exactly add up to being a great person.  green is more than aware of his flaws.  he has a giant ego,  he has this tendency to do everything  alone.  why ask for help when he’s more than capable of getting the job done on his own  ?   it’s not something to be proud of,  but just the same,  green takes pride in the person he’s become.  of everything he’s accomplished.  perhaps,  his confidence is why leaf has fallen for him to begin with. 

               green takes a sip of his soda as he contemplates the answer to her question.  he’s been on many adventures  ;  where should he even  start  ?   from when he left kanto to explore the other regions in the world  ?   halfway through,  or before he came back to his home region to take some time off  ?   

               ❝   everywhere,   ❞   he says,  finally,  a smile grazing his lips.   ❝   i’ve been to hoenn,  unova,  kalos . . .   ❞   KALOS.  he has  dark history  with the region,  the reason why he decided to come home in the first place.  he never thought something could affect him so badly that he needed to feel like he belonged somewhere  safe.  green takes a heavy breath before he continues.   ❝   i haven’t visited alola yet.  i got caught up in kalos,  trying to find more pokemon for my research.   ❞   it’s  easy  to cover up his lie.  but it’s better this way.  it’s  needless  for leaf to worry.

               a grin crosses his lips as he leans closer to her space,  chin propped up on the heel of his hand.   ❝   how ‘bout you  ?   where have you been,  princess  ?   haven’t seen you much  since then.  guess we have a thousand things to catch up on,  huh  ?   hope you haven’t been slacking up on your training,  or you’re going to get your  ass kicked  by a handsome boy named green oak,  also known as the  love of your life.   ❞   he feels his smile growing wider.  green loves teasing her.  it’s just  SO  easy to make her face red,  and that sight might as well be his  favorite  one of all. 

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Leaf doesn’t exactly know what was hotter, the pavement, or the burning in her cheeks. The day didn’t turn out quite how she was expecting, but she hadn’t expected to be going in this direction. Her mind was running rampant, until she felt his hand move to the small of her back. 

Would it ever not be like receiving a jolt of electricity? It wasn’t like her to be so jumpy, as she had always been so grounded. The ringing of the door bell was enough to shovel her mind out of its eternal worrying, and into the euphoria of air conditioning. Exhaling, she stepped in line, where he decided to put her hair up. To be frank, she was happy that she didn’t have to do it. With hair like hers, summers were god awful.

❝   anything you want,  babe  ?   my treat,   ❞

With a sharp bite to her bottom lip, she felt her heart beat gain even more speed. It wasn’t fair, that he got a reaction out of her, just by using little pet names. 

All she can seem to focus on is his lips, which wasn’t really the problem. The real problem was, what exactly was she hungry for? The distraction is more than enough to steer her away from any kind of nutrition, but this was their first date. Wanting it to go as perfect as possible, she pipped up. 

“I’ll take an iced tea, and a club!” Something that would definitely help with the dizziness, or so, she hoped. 

“You really don’t have to pay for it all. Let me pay my half.” She spoke, taking out her wallet, she reached for her money. 

               green oak is a very  observant and intuitive  man   ---------   it’s a trait passed on by his grandfather,  one of the best pokemon professors in the region.  he sees far beyond what any normal trainer would be able to see,  so it doesn’t surprise him that while leaf seems to be trying her  best  to act normal,  green still notices the way she stares at the curve of his lips,  seemingly  tempted  to kiss him . . . again. 

               luckily for her,  she’s not the only one.  it’s taking all of his  self control  not to drag her to the restroom and make out with her on the sink.  arceus,  the effect she has on him is almost  terrifying   ---------   green oak isn’t one to be easily persuaded.  many might call him stubborn enough to potentially kill himself,  but when leaf is around,  he seems to have no restraint over his mind and body.  he doesn’t know what it is about leaf that’s making him  lose his senses,  but he finds it scary.   (  and he loves it.  )

               when it’s finally their turn,  green orders for the both of them  :   ice tea and club for her,  a soda and a chicken sandwich for him.  he rests a hand on hers and shakes his head.   ❝   no,   ❞   he says sternly,  but lightly.   ❝   let me pay.  it’s our first date,  after all.  you can get the next one.   ❞   the next one.  he says it like a promise,  an assurance that they will have a series of nexts.  a  FUTURE. 

               ❝   if you don’t let me pay,   ❞   he warns playfully,  dipping his head closer to her height,  lips brushing against hers,   ❝   i’m not going to kiss you anymore,  and i’m sure that neither of us will enjoy that punishment.  so,  please let me pay for you,  my  SUMMER PRINCESS.   ❞

               when their food is done,  he takes the tray and leads them to a booth,  sitting her down before playing the food in front of her.  he’s acting like a  gentleman,  and it almost surprises him.  he’s acting  WHIPPED. 

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@cascadiian  ♡  for a mr.  green oak  !

               it isn’t often that he gets to visit the gym leaders back in kanto,  not when he’s traveling the world so much.  there are many pokemon out there for him to see   ---------   almost  too  many,  and he can’t possibly have all the time to research on each one of them.  but kanto is his  HOME,  the one place he can visit over and over to rid himself of the homesickness.  

               there’s one gym leader in particular that he wants to check up on today.  he often calls her  MERMAID,  if he’s in a good mood,  or  QWILFISH,  if he’s looking to annoy her.  unfortunately,  right now,  he has this massive urge to annoy her.

               ❝   hey,  QWILFISH,  you’ll get a  stroke  swimming under this heat,   ❞   he snickers out,  once he’s reached the edge of the pool,  careful not to  accidentally  slide into the water.  he’s too lazy to change clothes,  and being  soaked  isn’t exactly under his agenda right now.   ❝   have some water before you faint,  little mermaid,  or you’re going to leave me worried.   ❞

               with a grin,  he hands her a bottle of water he bought before he arrived at the gym.   ❝   how’s life treating ya,  misty  ?   good,  i hope.  are you taking a vacation every now and then  ?   you look a little stressed.  are those  WRINKLES  i see  ?   ❞

[musubiki]

mmmmmmm 

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@ethnosphered  ♡  for a  mr.  green oak  !

               his head is  fogged   ---------   and he isn’t entirely sure if it’s the effect of the bristling sun sending a heat wave down on the outskirts of the city,  or if it’s because of the girl standing beside him,  a  snug  fit,  so perfectly aligned with his that green has to take a moment and breathe it all in.  there’s no other girl who could ever touch green like this and leave an  imprint  so hot that green is left reeling. 

               green licks his lips as he allows himself to land his palm on the small of her back.  there’s a  possessiveness  that comes with it,  rising with a hint of  longing  that green absolutely does not have the strength to tamper down.  he intakes a heavy breath and leads them inside a restaurant.  mostly,  to get away from the heat,  and well . . . he’s never taken leaf out on a date before.  back then,  he was far too stubborn to admit he had any real feelings towards the one girl who could potentially  BREAK  green’s heart. 

               as they catch up to the line,  he turns towards her.  he threads his fingers through her strands and carefully ties her hair into a ponytail,  finding himself staring at the stray pieces of hair against the nape of her neck.  ARCEUS,  it’s taking all of his willpower not to lean down and kiss it. 

               ❝   anything you want,  babe  ?   my treat,   ❞   green offers,  paired with a wink.  of course,  despite getting the girl,  he has this incredible urge to keep on charming her.  but hey,  doesn’t that make him a  GOOD BOYFRIEND  ?   

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               hewwo,  friends  !   my name is angel,  and i’m very excited to roleplay my stubborn and troubled boi here,  so please give this a good ole  like  and i’ll toss a starter at you  !   feel free to approach me if you’d like to plot,  too  ! 

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