Ghost Whisperer

Current Status: Inactive

[sanctusdomitor-blog]

casaunova replied to your post “Throws a pyukumuku at the back of her head.”

"I was trying to throw it back into the ocean. I can't help it your giant head was in the way."

{✘}– "Oh! I’m sorry! Did you leave your glasses back in Unova? Or is my big head not big enough for you to see?"

[sanctusdomitor-blog]

Throws a pyukumuku at the back of her head.

{✘}– "For Arceus’ sake! Do you not know how to behave? Why did I even bother bringing you long with me anyway?”

[sanctusdomitor-blog]

PSA.

Hey everyone! I’m sorry to say this, but Shauny seems to be asleep right now, and I can’t seem to get her muse out of bed worth anything :( So I have to put her blog as inactive/semi-active. I’ll still try to get online and do a few replies every now and again. But honestly I feel like my writing sounds so forced and just…. clunky.

 I apologize if this causes any inconvenience! But I hope you understand! I am always available on my Team Rocket Secretary OC, and I hope to soon be active again on Maylene!

Mutuals are free to add me on Skype (sylveoff) but please be sure to let me know who you are when adding me or I just wont add you. I’ll still check on here everyonce in a while, checking messages and trying to get replies done! Again I am really really sorry about this, but I hope I can be back soon!

Blessed be!

[sanctusdomitor-blog]

PSA.

Hey everyone! I’m sorry to say this, but Shauny seems to be asleep right now, and I can’t seem to get her muse out of bed worth anything :( So I have to put her blog as inactive/semi-active. I’ll still try to get online and do a few replies every now and again. But honestly I feel like my writing sounds so forced and just…. clunky.

 I apologize if this causes any inconvenience! But I hope you understand! I am always available on my Team Rocket Secretary OC, and I hope to soon be active again on Maylene!

Mutuals are free to add me on Skype (sylveoff) but please be sure to let me know who you are when adding me or I just wont add you. I’ll still check on here everyonce in a while, checking messages and trying to get replies done! Again I am really really sorry about this, but I hope I can be back soon!

Blessed be!

[sanctusdomitor-blog]

PSA.

Hey everyone! I’m sorry to say this, but Shauny seems to be asleep right now, and I can’t seem to get her muse out of bed worth anything :( So I have to put her blog as inactive/semi-active. I’ll still try to get online and do a few replies every now and again. But honestly I feel like my writing sounds so forced and just.... clunky.

 I apologize if this causes any inconvenience! But I hope you understand! I am always available on my Team Rocket Secretary OC, and I hope to soon be active again on Maylene!

Mutuals are free to add me on Skype (sylveoff) but please be sure to let me know who you are when adding me or I just wont add you. I’ll still check on here everyonce in a while, checking messages and trying to get replies done! Again I am really really sorry about this, but I hope I can be back soon!

Blessed be!

[fugitiveunknown-blog]

“Who I am is unimportant. I am Nobody, and always have been. When I am gone, Team Rocket will remain. For now, what is important is that you do not cross us again. You don’t know what we are capable of. Our whole lives we have been the bad guys. We do what we must to survive.

“We are the bad guys. Don’t make us show you what that means.”

Independent, Mixed Verse Team Rocket Grunt OC. Singleship, multiple verses welcome. Mun/Muse is 18+. Messages open for questions and discussion. Rules | Bio | Art Credit

[serotnin]

[thecommonchick]

finally a bath bomb to match my soul and wardrobe 

[silentpeaches]

Soulmate AU Story Ideas

Because I am complete trash for Soulmate AUs, I decided to try and make a post about them. Hope you guys like it! ♥

✖ Soulmate AUs involving measurement

[ Time // Countdown ]

Where for whatever reason, your clock is stuck/frozen/it’s not counting down anymore but it hasn’t reached 00:00:00:00 yet and you’re freaking out because this hasn’t happened to anyone before.

Reverse one where the clock starts at 00:00:00:00 from the moment you’re born and stops counting the moment you meet your soulmate, so it’s like a reminder that “It took me 19 years, 11 months, 20 hours, and 13 seconds to meet you, you fuck, and you do it by spilling coffee on me, thanks, now my laptop’s broken—what, you’re buying me a new one? Okay.”

Your soulmate clock is actually a countdown of how long your soulmate has left to live and holy shit you have to find your soulmate soon because your clock says you have three months left (for angst maybe).

Alternate version of above where your clock is a countdown of how long you and your soulmate have left to find each other or else you both will die because the universe is sadistic af—and if you find your soulmate you get to live longer.

Another alternate version of above where you and your soulmate’s clocks have each other’s life spans on it but you can give your time to your soulmate if you want to so they can live longer. Again, because the universe is sadistic af.

The soulmate clock is actually something breakable and you accidentally break yours or vice versa.

Alternate version of above where someone purposely breaks their soulmate clock so they can be with someone they fell in love with that isn’t their soulmate/they are strongly opposed to the whole soulmate idea and want to defy the system.

Your clock is counting down too fast (as opposed to everyone else’s) and you have no idea what’s going on anymore.

It’s been a busy week and after finally having some time to yourself, you just happened to look at your soulmate clock and see that it’s already at 00:00:00:00 and you don’t know when that happened because you don’t religiously check your clock either.

Your soulmate clock is actually telling you what time it is where your soulmate is currently at (could include AM/PM/time zones or not, for example 3:46:31 MDT).

I already wrote something similar to this but a countdown au where your soulmate has died and you two still happen to meet each other (one is a ghost, one is alive) and the other finds peace after the meeting.

[ Distance ]

Where you actually have a compass instead of a clock, and it leads you to where your soulmate should be.

✖ Soulmate AUs involving colors

[ Eyes ]

Reverse colors AU where you can see in color but once you meet/marry your soulmate your world turns black and white, this is how people can tell that married couples really love each other because they’re willing to give up a world of colors for their soulmate. If your soulmate dies you get to see color again.

Between you and your soulmate, only one of you can see other colors and the other sees black and white. Like you can see all the other colors except black/white/grays, and the other one can only see in black/white/grays. If you two meet, you’ll get to see all the colors.

You can see colors but realize that recently, with each passing day, your world of colors is becoming a little duller and you’re panicking because you don’t know what’s going on, or what it means, or if your soulmate is okay.

You can see colors and your world turns black and white but it doesn’t necessarily have to mean your soulmate is dead. There can be other factors that will result in a black and white world like losing eyesight, but you don’t know that.

You will be able to see the world in full color once you meet your soulmate but until then, you can only see the world in the eye color of your soulmate. However, you can alter the color your soulmate can see, for example, by wearing contact lenses. Like if you wear blue contact lenses, your soulmate sees the world in blue, purple makes them see the world in purple and etc. And you realize each day/week you get to see the world in a different color because your soulmate is being all cute and would want you to see every color there is and they probably have a huge collection of contact lenses by the time you both meet.

Everyone is born color blind and their sights are fixed once they meet their soulmate, or your soulmate is blind and you have the choice to give them your sight, but it’s irreversible and if they die, they take your sight with them.

[ Hair ]

If you dye your hair, your soulmate’s hair color changes as well and you swear the moment you see your soulmate you will choke them because you just woke up with your hair colored like a rainbow and it’s your first job interview at a prestigious company what the fuck. Oh, and your best friend just took a picture to post online and wait—what, how many likes is that?

Like the above AU but you only get highlights for the dyed color of your soulmate’s hair. If your hair color returns to normal, it means your soulmate has returned to their natural hair color too.

Related to the first two AUs—you decide to get revenge on your soulmate by dying your hair the most absurd color combination you can think of and the exchange goes back and forth until you meet each other. It can be that if you meet, you two can dye your hair without affecting the other anymore.

If your soulmate dyes their hair your fingernails turn into that color (like nail polish?) and you’re hoping your soulmate isn’t bald by the time you meet because it’s the fifth time the past two months that your nails have changed colors.

If your soulmate dyes their hair, your eyes turn into that color and you wish your soulmate wouldn’t change it again because you really like this shade in your eyes.

✖ Soulmate AUs involving any kind of body mark

[ Tattoos ]

You and your soulmate have identical tattoos on your wrist about the date when you’ll meet each other. Place and time can be included (as opposed to the countdown AUs).

Like the countdown AU, an alternate version where it’s your soulmate’s date of death that’s tattooed on your skin.

Where a tattoo isn’t set from the moment you’re born and whatever tattoos your soulmate gets, you get it too and it’s all cool because you kind of like the designs, except you also feel the pain of getting a tattoo and that sucks because you’re kind of in the middle of an exam right now and it’s getting harder to concentrate on your work.

You remove your tattoo because you hate the idea of someone dictating who you can be with for the rest of your life and the person who’s removing it happens to be your soulmate and they’re torn between letting you know and just not bringing it up because you kind of went there because you didn’t want a soulmate and vice versa.

Your tattoo is only half complete and it completes itself the moment you find your soulmate, like if you had half a heart, you’d get a full heart on your skin.

You’re not sure if the other half of your tattoo should end with this person’s words, or that one’s—wait, I think it might end with the phrase of that other person too. It’s just a very open-ended sentence…

You don’t have a name tattoo on your wrist, meaning you probably don’t have a soulmate but you didn’t want your friends to tease you about it so you had a tattoo made on your wrist about some name you picked at random because your friend said she wanted to see it soon. And then somehow there’s a person claiming to be your soulmate and they’re kind of cute and sweet so you don’t know what to do.

Because the universe is sadistic af, it only gave you the first letter of your soulmate’s name.

Your tattoo is like a mood ring, it changes its color depending on what your soulmate is feeling at the moment and you’re not sure exactly what rainbow means.

[ Scars ]

The only way for your scars to disappear is when your soulmate kisses them goodbye.

[ Others ]

Whatever mark you get on your skin your soulmate gets it too so one day, you just kind of just get a sharpie and start writing on your skin. You definitely didn’t expect to get a reply, but you did. Now it’s five in the morning and you’re just about covered in ink and this will be a pain to wash off later.

Imagine the above point but like, your soulmate maybe falls off a bike and you write on your arm what happened, and your soulmate replies to reassure you everything’s okay. Yes, you always carry a non-permanent marker to write on your skin at all times.

You accidentally fell down the stairs and broke a leg, oh, and fate must love you because it seems your soulmate also broke the other leg (or something else) and whatever happens to the other, you feel it too (no actual injury but you feel the same amount of pain) so now you’re in the hospital and you happen to meet your soulmate in the waiting area.

Wait, imagine the above point but way into the future and you’re about to give birth and your soulmate must be cursing you and rolling on the floor by the operating table or the waiting area screaming murder and punching walls while crying. Also periods, yes periods. Okay, I’ll shut up now.

You can choose to take the pain of your soulmate away. Like if they’re sick or even if they just have a paper cut, you can choose to transfer the pain/sickness to yourself instead and they’ll heal. You can only do it once you meet them though, since what happens to them doesn’t happen to you, unless you transfer it to yourself.

Like above but what if the pain becomes two times or more worse. Imagine someone afraid of pain, and the other soulmate shouldering everything or maybe you can half the pain your soulmate feels if you can’t handle taking everything on your own.

Alternate version of above two points where you can also transfer your pain to your soulmate. Imagine the payback you can do.

✖ Soulmate AUs involving reincarnation

There wasn’t a soulmate system in place before, now it’s about a thousand and more years later, and—wait, aren’t you the person that killed me in that back alley?

Where you’re reborn with the memories of your soulmate and you can only get your past memories if you meet each other again in this lifetime.

You somehow find a diary/journal of your old self and read through the contents of how you met your soulmate centuries ago.

Your soulmate was an artist of centuries ago, and currently, you’re an art student at university (or not but you’re taking an arts class). Then one day for a field trip, you go to a far-away museum and you just find yourself staring at what was your reflection, wearing different clothes to fit the timeline but it was definitely a split-image of you, on one of the framed displays.

Alternate version of the above where your soulmate still was an artist of centuries ago but you were there too, and you both were able to meet again in this lifetime. You don’t remember anything but you’d be at the museum, looking at the picture that looks like you with curiosity until your soulmate (who remembers everything) comes by and asks you what you think of the painting.

You’re sent to an insane asylum because everyone is convinced you’ve lost your hold on reality since you’re the only one that remembers everything from your past life. Also, that new doctor is your soulmate.

Your soulmate from the past life is not your soulmate in this life.

You become a writer and your series of novels become extremely popular, but what they don’t know is that you’re retelling your previous life where certain circumstances made it so you and your soulmate did not end up together but your soulmate promises to be with you the next lifetime. At a book signing you open the book cover of a fan’s copy to see something written on the front page: “I’m sorry I took so long.”

You don’t remember anything from your previous life but your soulmate does—your first meeting under the tree with the broken swing in summer, the way you smiled when you met each other again at the start of the school year, your eyes that were filled with such mirth and depth and beauty, even the way your hands fit together like missing piece of a puzzle—everything, even the gasps for air, the coarse little pleas, the way you stared with a look of betrayal until your bright eyes became nothing but a dull sheet of color at the hands encasing your neck in a vice grip.

You keep going to this place, and you always notice another person here too. Neither of you know that this is the place where the both of you had died/first met in the past life.

✖ Soulmate AUs involving dreams

Kind of a reincarnation AU where you’re losing the distinction between reality and dreams because when you’re asleep, you actually relive your past life, and you’re not sure if you’d much rather stay in the past or in the present anymore.

If you’re on separate time zones, when you sleep, you see the world in the eyes of your soulmate at present time. You see the world through your soulmate’s eyes, what they’re eating, who they’re talking to, the contents of the essay paper they’re trying to finish, but if they look into a mirror/reflective surface/picture, the image is blurred so you don’t really have a clue what they look like.

You see your soulmate in the eyes of their friend instead.

Imagine that soulmates just have this ability to dream together/meet each other in your dreams regardless of whether or not you two meet in real life. Your dreams could then be like a real-life video game, for example, you two could be in a zombie-apocalypse type of dream and you both would try your best to help each other out. If one gets bitten/dies you wake up and your soulmate is there to tell you everything is alright or tease you how you couldn’t shoot fast enough and then you’d both go back to sleep and maybe start round two.

Just like the above point, imagine how you and your soulmate could pretty much be with each other even after you’d both gone to your separate homes/shared bed.

Your soulmate is dead and the only way you two can see each other again is in your dreams and everyday your soulmate tries to make sure you know they love you and will always be there for you the moment you close your eyes and retire for the night.

✖ Other Soulmate AUs

You and your soulmate can communicate with thoughts and your soulmate happens to be a math major and you really need help with this test right now.

On some days, whatever your soulmate thinks of is something you can hear in your mind and your soulmate is currently reading really hardcore smut fics and you’re trying so hard not to mess up this class presentation which shoulders half your mark for the semester.

You get to share the same talents as your soulmate and you probably hit the jackpot because it’s the first time you’ve ever touched this instrument but you’re quite the professional at it, what? Shredding? I don’t know what that is but—oh… hey okay, I just did it I think.

The Red String of Fate exists, and only some people have the ability to see the strings, and these people can actually cut strings and knot other people’s strings in to alter the soulmate laws. Your best friend’s wedding is tomorrow and they know you can see the string. They ask you to help them defy the laws of the universe and help them be with the person they love even though they know that’s not their soulmate. You know they love each other so much so you help them, even though the person your best friend’s marrying/your best friend is your soulmate.

How about like the colors AU except it can be your voice or your hearing instead that comes and goes when your soulmate dies. Imagine how your soulmate’s voice is the first and the last thing you’ll ever hear.

So I decided to just make a post of all the ideas I’ve thought of so far for each theme! I tried to think of things I haven’t read before but I’m pretty sure with tons of people out there, some of these are sure to exist already. I was also planning to write more but maybe next time, my heart hurts already from typing these ;////;)’

I hope you guys like it though and please feel free to add on to this or make these into stories please I’ll love you forever and tag me please I’d love to read them.

++ justfandomwritings is queen of Soulmate AUs, and I’d like to dedicate this to her because she’s amazing and so much more ♥ ^^

[aureliax0]

This is my first Pokemon-themed artwork in foreverrrrr. But once I laid eyes on the new cutie Ghost/Fairy Mimikyuu, I had to draw it with some of its spoopy buddies!

Please do not repost (reblog instead!) or remove the credits. Thank you!

[themaryiestsuetoeversue]

Although Poppy would die on the hill that ghost experts be damned, she knew the best way to care for her two individuals…

“Uhm, that, one, I like, tried to ghost-splain how to do what’s basically your second job?” That was the most embarrassing part, really. “And how I yelled at your Gengar for licking my cat…and you’ve been sending me get lost signals since we started talking and here I am just totally ruining your special moment with this grave and and and…”

And she should shut up and leave and stop being a nuisance. The ghosts were fed anyway. So why weren’t her feet moving?

“And I guess I’m sorry to mine for not figuring out other methods of feeding them, sooner.”

[sanctusdomitor-blog]

{✘}– Shauntal couldn’t help but roll her eyes. People were so dramatic. It was a public cemetery, she couldn’t, and honestly wouldn’t kick her out. She had no right to. But the other thing.... “To be fair, Cheshire deserved it. She won’t take it seriously, but she did deserve to be yelled at.”

Finally taking the time to finally look at the girl, her eyes squinted slightly. Not because she was suspicious, but merely because she couldn’t see her. Reaching into her purse, she pulled out Ban’s pokeball, the chandelure’s light illuminating the immediate area.

“There, that’s better, isn’t it?” She asked, carressing her pokemon’s face in a loving way. The pokemon made a low noise, presumably of happiness and turned to face their company. Shauntal motioned to the bench near her father’s grave, taking a seat herself. “Stop being dramatic, and sit. Tell me about your ghost pokemon.”

[casaunovamoving-blog]

Was she trying to spit it on him? Disgusting. As much as he mauled his nails, he always made an effort to move the waste away from himself and anyone nearby. Maybe it was just a nervous defense mechanism? After all, her walls were crumbling! Now was his chance.

As gently as possible, the boy grabbed her wrists, pulling them away from her face to slip her hands into his, staring her straight in the face.”We’ll be heroes, Shauntal! They’ll write us into the year book until the world burns! We’ll show everyone just how bad of an idea it is to fuck with the youth of today! You should be scared of teenagers, because they get shit done. But shit doesn’t get done until you put your mind to it. You’ll be the mind, and I’ll be the ‘to it’!”

“I need you, Shauny. Please?”

[sanctusdomitor-blog]

{✎}–  Amethyst optics looked at the other curiously as he grabbed her wrists. She looked between that and his face, knowing she was going to dread whatever was to come. Her foot started to tap against the ground and she glanced around; anyone walking by would believe that this was come kind of delcaration of love, not a plan to overthrow the school’s dress code guidelines.

Perfect.   

Tilting her head back, she let out an audible groan. Taking back one of her hands she took off her glasses, and taking the other one back she rubbed her eyes. “Okay, okay. Fine. But we need to be careful. Tell only a few select people first, make sure people are on board, and most importantly: don’t let the staff find out.”  

[casaunovamoving-blog]

“What? Aren’t I beautiful?” He asked, feigning a look of hurt, “We haven’t even left yet and I’m already insulted. Aren’t you going to be pleasant company?” At least with the location, she couldn’t cause too much of a fuss. Well, she could, if she wanted to end up on the cover of every tabloid the next day. ‘Author crashes five star restaurant’ sounded like a fun read.

In an attempt to keep conversation for dinner, the elite let the silence blanket over them, peaking down at the woman every once and awhile as they walked.  He wanted to pick her mind, of course, but perhaps she could take the walk to steel herself. Why she was so nervous, he couldn’t tell. After all, the author was the on e to suggest the date, wasn’t she? Isn’t this what she wanted?

Grimsley almost jumped at her finally speaking up. He glanced over to her with a smirk, “It’s somewhere that serves food, and you’re dressed to fit in. I don’t think knowing ahead of time really makes any difference, does it?” Something told him that if she knew they were going to Siebold’s Unovian restaurant, she’d just fret more.

“If you keep worrying, the Butterfree are going to eat your stomach before you get anything in it. It’ll be fine.” The elite slipped his arm away from hers for a moment, letting her take a few paces ahead of him to grab her shoulders, giving them a few rubs. He spoke again, making it a point to get as close to her ear as possible without touching it, “We’re going to have a nice time, a nice meal, a few drinks, and then I’ll have you home before bedtime.”

[sanctusdomitor-blog]

{✘}– Shauntal groaned quietly, resisting the urge to pinch the bridge of her nose. She wasn’t sure if this was a mistake, but it was starting to feel like it. Just a little. “I’ll be the most pleasant company you’ve had all year. That doesn’t mean I’m going to take the time to inflate your already gigantic ego.” There wasn’t enough wine in the world to help cure that headache. 

Squinting at him, Shauntal shoved Grimsley, just slightly as they walked. It seemed the other elite always had a snarky, stupid answer to a simple question. She always wondered if it was just her that he got like that with. If she was the only one to never really get a solid answer given to her. There were plenty of restaurants in Unova, especially right around the castle, that she did enjoy.. But not knowing where they were going exactly was making her even more nervous. 

She hated it. More than anything she wanted to wipe the stupid smirk off his face.

The authour’s shoulders tensed when Grimsley touched them, making them relax almost immediately. When his voice was at her ear, she fought the urge to elbow in in the gut. His voice sent goose pimples rising on her skin, and she quickly crossed her arms over her chest to try and hide them. “As if I have a bedtime....” What was she? Twelve?

So instead of egging him on anymore, she continued to walk, focusing on the sound of her heels clicking against the granite floor. Though, she did shake her head ever so slightly, making sure she hit him in the face with her hair in the process.

[elekron]

“Hm… suppose it’s worthwhile, then.” Though he wondered what point there was in owning a vacation home just to rent it out. If his suspicions were correct, then Shauntal barely used the home for herself. And she didn’t seem the type to enjoy frivolous things…. – his eyes examined her again, looking her over head to toe, and he promptly reconsidered. Maybe he was wrong.

“I’ve noticed. The air in Unova is…” worse would be putting it gently. There were some places the air was hard to breathe. But he enjoyed his visits to the region, nonetheless. The trainers there were powerful, and the world tournaments helped keep him inspired. He sighed. “Some places need to hit the bottom before they smarten up… even Sinnoh was like that.” 

Volkner nodded as Shauntal explained. “I thought so… I didn’t know you’d written another. Guess it hasn’t been published here. What’s it about?” 

[sanctusdomitor-blog]

{✘}– "I truly do miss this place though. The ocean is beautiful at night. In Unova we only really have Himalu City to see such beauty.” But it was also always horrendously hot and humid. Shauntal liked neither. At least in Sinnoh there was almost always a pleasant breeze that wafted from the ocean to cool the hellish heat of the sun. 

“Putrid. I believe putrid is the word you’re looking for.” Though there where efforts being made to clean up the air quality of the region, it wasn’t making much leeway. Not enough people cared, some believing it was all just a cooked up conspiracy. She shook her head. “I don’t know when they’re going smarten up though.... It’s a same, really. Our beautiful region going to waste.”

“My publicist is working on getting it out of Unova right now, it’s only available here online.” Her expression turned sour, never one to understand why you would want to read a book on a tablet or phone. But her expression returned soon after, and she adjusted her glasses. “It’s about a world in which pokemon, all of them, can only be trained once they are revived from fossils. The main plot focuses in on a young woman trying to discover how to bring them back completely, and the various issues along the way. Roark actually aided me quite a bit.”

[mysterintellect-blog]

Lucian smiled sheepishly. “I apologize for the emails. I don’t check them habitually and they tend to pile up,” he admitted. He really needed to start marking spam emails properly and sorting out the important ones. 

“And I didn’t mind standing in line, though seeing you now, it wasn’t a good idea because you look a little worse for the wear. At least I can treat you to a meal as an apology, and also because you look like you need it.” Even without his glasses, this much was clear.

[sanctusdomitor-blog]

{✘}– She waves off handedly, a playful smile lifting her features as she shakes her head. “There is no need to worry. I was just joking. I hardly ever check my personal emails anyway.” It was mostly just the league one that got any attention. Her publicist answered fan mail and the like from the other accounts she had.

Shauntal laughed, placing a hand on her chest. “Lucian, do you think I would let you pay for me?” She rolled her eyes and placed her fountain pen back in it’s case, shoving it in her purse along with a few other items. Her foolish pride wouldn’t let her meal be paid for by someone else.

“I will pay for the both of us, but a recommendation would be nice.”

[blueshadesofvictory]

“Did I…did I do something wrong? I’m just trying to be friendly”

[sanctusdomitor-blog]

{✘}– "Unlike my co-workers, I take my job quite seriously. I have too much to do, and too little time to spend trying to make nice with someone from another region.” A region she was not too fond of in the first place.

[hikaup]

sanctusdomitor:

{✘}– Her eyes scanned the horizon, her failing eyesight struggling to separate the clouds from the small, almost insignificant, piece of paper. She touched the giant’s thumb, a signal for him to be vigilant. “Keep your eyes open, kleiner falke. I wont let you fall, don’t worry.” 

Pushing up her glasses, she nodded as the giant groaned, signaling that they were close. “Okay, I need you to listen to me very well.” Her voice was almost a yell, she wanted to make sure that the girl could hear her over the rush of the wind around them. “You need to hold onto my hand as tight as you can, and when we pass the letter, you need to grab it. You might need to lean out a little bit, but I promise that I will not let anything happen to you.”

“Do you think you can do that? Magnus will slow down enough for you to grab the letter.”  

                       THIS WAS STILL PRETTY TERRIFYING (and quickly growing                      moreso), as she clenched one of her arms tighter around the woman,                      but freed the other to start to follow her directions. Dawn desperately                      wanted—-needed—- to get that letter back.                                 The wind could blow it anywhere from here—-                                  how many chances would Dawn have to do this right? 

                                  “ I —- I think I can—– but—- “ 

             But she’d never seen the surface of their planet from a height quite like              this. She’d never moved this fast through the air. She’d never realized              that perhaps it wasn’t just winged beasts, but flight itself that terrified her              so; all the promises in the world of safety couldn’t silence the nagging              what if? that lingered in her throat.

                            “ —- You promise? Really? But what if something happens to you,                       too!? What if I accidentally pull you off!? What if— “ a choke, time was                       dwindling fast— “ What if you let go, but don’t mean to? “

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{✘}– Shauntal looked down at the girl, a drop of pity whirl pooling in her chest. Since she had agreed to this whole endeavour, the author had just figured she would be fine with all of it. The flying, the death defying actions, the heights. She never thought about how terrifying this would be to a child. Feeling a twinge of guilt, she squeezed her eyes shut for a moment.

Shauntal grabbed the girl’s hand with one of hers, squeezing it tightly, but not tight enought that it would hurt. “I give you my word as an Elite Four member, I will not allow you to fall into harms way. Nothing will happen, and if it does it will happen to me, not you.” She squeezes the girl’s hand again, shifting her position slightly to be more of an anchor.

“It should be coming up soon. Are you ready?”