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[Independent RP-blog for Lear from Pokémon Masters EX. Multiship, multiverse, and NSFW-friendly. Not spoiler free! Open to canons, OCs, duplicates, and AU-versions alike. Like/reblog if you’re interested in interacting!]
&. 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.
❛ i didn’t know where else to go. ❜
❛ i’ll never be that me again. ❜
❛ you can still be good. ❜
❛ i thought you’d be here. ❜
❛ don’t act like you know me. ❜
❛ because i care about you, okay? ❜
❛ it wasn’t supposed to end like this. ❜
❛ i was scared. i thought you had lost your way. ❜
❛ am i supposed to just let you go? ❜
❛ you deserve better than me. ❜
❛ don’t make me do this. ❜
❛ i’m not who you think i am. ❜
❛ you don’t mean that. ❜
❛ please just hold me. ❜
❛ i don’t want to understand, i want you to stay. ❜
❛ and why should i care? ❜
❛ you look awful. ❜
❛ i can’t do this without you. ❜
❛ don’t let me lose you too. ❜
❛ for what it’s worth, i really am sorry. ❜
❛ it’s not your fault. ❜
❛ i don’t know who i am anymore. ❜
❛ is this the part where you kick me out? ❜
❛ don’t we deserve to be happy? ❜
❛ promise me you’ll still be here when i wake up. ❜
❛ you can’t save everyone. ❜
❛ it was a nightmare, that’s all. ❜
❛ it’s just a scratch, don’t worry. ❜
❛ you know me better than i know myself. ❜
❛ don’t go where i can’t follow. ❜
❛ you’re better off without me. ❜
❛ we all die alone. ❜
❛ people get hurt if they get too close to me. ❜
❛ i hate what i’ve become. ❜
❛ i’m not going anywhere. ❜
❛ is there anything i can do to help? ❜
❛ i don’t even recognize you anymore. ❜
❛ who did this to you? ❜
❛ please don’t leave me. ❜
❛ oh, now you care? ❜
❛ don’t come any closer! ❜
❛ i missed you so much. ❜
❛ you don’t have to say anything. ❜
❛ do you want me to leave? ❜
❛ why are you avoiding me? ❜
❛ you could have died, you know. ❜
❛ i wish you were here. ❜
❛ you’re not alone. i’m staying right here. ❜
❛ i can be your family. ❜
❛ of course i’m here. where else would i be? ❜
❛ we just can’t seem to get it right, huh? ❜
❛ don’t look at me like that. ❜
❛ don’t push me away again. ❜
❛ this wasn’t how it was supposed to go. ❜
❛ you’re leaving already? ❜
❛ this was a mistake. ❜
❛ can’t sleep? ❜
“Anyone who tries to throw me will be severely punished!”
Throwing a royal is illegal, after all! ...Right?
faithverse:
The man was silent for a moment before just picking up the poor guy and carried him sack of potatoes style “And away we go!” He laughed “Hi there! I’m Hresvelgr, but you can call ne Hres or H!” He was jovial to say the least “So who are you and why is it an honor to carry you?”
“...” This wasn’t quite what he expected, but he was too caught off guard and surprised to bring himself to comment on it. All he could do was hang there ( indeed like a sack of potatoes ) and stare down at the ground.
“...I’m Lear. Prince and, uh...founder of Pasio?” It was difficult to act like his usual proud self in this position and he found himself...confused and a little flustered. “That’s...that’s why it’s an honor. Clearly.”
Grumble, grumble...
...Wait. That-- is that a person? Really? Oh, thank Arceus!
“Hey! You! Yes, you! Be honored, because I’m bestowing upon you the great honor of carrying me back to the Battle Villa!”
faithverse:
“The what now?” The punk looks confused at him, this guy looked like an asshole, probably was an asshole. What was the battle villa? He didn’t even know where he was or how he got here, he should get back to Spikemuth asap though.
“The Battle Villa!” Lear repeats impatiently, annoyance and frustration continuing to build at the other man’s apparent cluelessness. Please tell him that he hasn’t just found the one person on this island who doesn’t know what his amazing Battle Villa is! “You have got to be kidding me. The only people who doesn’t know about it...are...”
...The people who were just transported to Pasio.
Oh, for the love of--
“...Hey.” Lear squints behind his sunglasses. “You’re not a newly arrived trainer, are you?”
who are you, really?
the atoner
the voice hums softly. "not everyone is unforgivable, you know." "i don't think that's true." you laugh, a tight noise stuck in your throat. "but it is," the voice continues, softer this time. "and i hope you realise that." — you've done something unforgivable. and we've all been there, sure— but the guilt's eating away at you and you don't know what's gonna' kill you first. retribution is just out of your reach, and you can only pray for a second chance. all i'm going to say is that you're not a bad person, and you're working hard on being better. and i think you're doing fine.
tagged by: stole it from myself uwu tagging: anyone who wants to do it~
First meeting sentence
“You shouldn’t be here.”
“Excuse me, but what are you doing ?”
“Needing some help maybe ?”
“In case you didn’t notice, I’m busy.”
“How the hell did you get here ?”
“I think I’m lost… Can you help me ?”
“What are you looking at ? You want to fight ??”
“Okay, great, I don’t know who you are but I really need your help.”
“Hey ! We’re lacking a player, want to join ?”
“Touch this and you’re dead.”
“Don’t go there ! It’s dangerous !”
“Aren’t you lucky I passed by ? One minute later and you would have been in trouble.”
“Hey fucker, apology when you bump into someone !”
“Wait, you dropped that !”
“Okay you can come with me, but keep your mouth shut.”
“Don’t worry, I can accompany you there.”
“Wow, hey, are you okay…?”
“Quick ! Take my hand !”
U are very neat
“Ugh...people.”
For reasons unknown even to himself, Lear has been in a pissy mood all day. Maybe he woke up on the wrong side of bed? It’s a good thing it’s almost time to retire for the night.
johtosgoldenboy:
Ethan frowned at the attitude of this guy, enough that Gold was already clawing to come out and start a fight.
“You got something against me walking around? You do know that the Rockets have been sighted a lot lately right? You can saw that I usually a big problem to them so I was just checking this place out. Who the heck are you anyway?”
He asked and put his arms behind his head nonchalantly.”
“The Rockets? ...Oh, those guys.” He rolled his eyes behind his shades, crossing his arms. “Please, they’re even less trouble than a Caterpie. I haven’t seen them around here so far, and I highly doubt they’d even come here in the first place. I’m not going to stop you if you still want to check further in, though--”
...Wait. Wait, hang on. What was the last thing this guy said again?
“You-- you don’t know who I am?!” Purple eyes widened in pure disbelief. “I’m prince Lear! Founder of Pasio and creator of the Pokémon Masters League! How can you not know who I am?!”
@derreisende
Hm. This was a face he hadn’t seen before. A new trainer, then? Or, Arceus forbid, did Hoopa kidnap yet another one without his express permission? Lear grumbled under his breath, feeling the beginnings of a headache forming at the thought.
“Why doesn’t he ever listen to me-- aah, no matter. I’ll deal with Hoopa later. For now, welcome to Pasio! I’m Lear, founder of this island, as well as the creator and soon-to-be-champion of the PML~!”
@johtosgoldenboy
“Ugh. What are you doing here?”
There was no hiding the disdain in Lear’s voice or the utterly annoyed expression on his face at the sight of the hat-bearing trainer. He might not be Red, but there was still something about the guy that rubbed Lear the wrong way.
“I went to this cave specifically to be alone. So why, again, are you here?”
@highrollingheir
That was...Grimsley, wasn’t it?
Lear hadn’t expected anyone else to be out this late at night, much less by the shore of all places. He’d hoped to be alone, get away from Sawyer and Rachel just for a little while, and seeing someone else here had definitely made him annoyed - at first. However, Grimsley was one of very few people on the island that Lear had some kind of respect for. Sharing this space for a couple of minutes with him was, he supposed, a sacrifice he was willing to make.
“Can’t sleep? Or are you here for a late-night swim? As much as I know you love gambling, I wouldn’t recommend it - the sea is a lot more treacherous at night than it looks.”
@leadthemissing
Hoopa must’ve been in a particularly mischievous mood today, if the way he’d dropped Lear in a damn lake was any indication. The prince had struggled just a little to get out, his water-logged coat a lot heavier than he was used to, but he’d managed, stumbling onto the shore, coughing, sputtering, and cursing.
Of course, that was the moment he noticed that he wasn’t as alone as he’d thought. Aah, what a way to make a first impression.
“...Not. One. Word.”
Starter call!
Like/reblog and I’ll throw you a lil’ starter from this dumbass prince. uwu
Starter call!
Like/reblog and I’ll throw you a lil’ starter from this dumbass prince. uwu
