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Hey, Jess here!
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*follows from @iruludavare
cosmiicson:
“Yeah- it sure is! Really cold, just like Sinnoh!” Brett nodded, “We don’t have more Amauras or Auroruses in Sinnoh, though, so this is a first for both of us.” he grinned up at Lumi.
He gave a thumbs up to Peonia, “Yeah, I’m good, though. My mama and papa are down in Freezington right now- so they’re not too far!” He shrugged when Nia suggested she was talking to much, “Don’t worry, I do that all the time. Talk too much and then realize I was talking too much.” he laughed, “Nice to meet you, Peonia! I’m Brett! Brett Akagi!”
Thinking for a moment, he processed, “Wait… Rose? Like my Uncle Rose?”
“Ahh, so you’re a tourist too, then-” she replied after a while. Well, at least his parents knew where we was, and he had Pokemon with him. He’d likely be fine out here then, especially as Lumi continued to smile at the both of them.
But she was definitely liking this kid. He seemed fun to be around, even though he was five years her junior. More fun than most of the people her age, really, so maybe it was a good thing that she’d met him.
Then, she heard what he had to say. Uncle Rose? It was her family’s last name but well... Who was this boy talking about? She had to think about it for a moment, before she realized it. Now, it was all starting to come together, at least a little bit. “You wouldn’t be talkin’ about a Samar Rose, would’ja? Cause that’s my Uncle, actually- My dad’s his younger brother- Though, by the looks of ya, we’re prob’ly not blood related. But that doesn’t matter, honorary cousin is good enough for me-!”
“I mean if Team Rocket is really stirring shit they’ll get the feeling of my foot up their ass actually...”
Send a ❦ if you'd consider shipping our muses.
bonus if you add a type of ship you’d like them to be or a thread idea for our muses.
♟: Patching up a wound /slides this @ caitlin
Nonsexual Acts of Intimacy
She hadn’t thought much of it when she had sleepwalked into the town below before tripping. She had done it before, but usually people fretted over her like crazy. She didn’t understand why though, they were usually such minor wounds, that she didn’t quite mind it. But she let it happen most of the time.
For once though, she finally ended up getting herself into a big more of a mess than she was used to. She had fallen over on the farther concrete, instead of having someone to break her fall. So dang, it hurt a lot more, in a few more places than usual. But she was lucky, really. To have seen someone coming to her rescue there, sort of like a knight in shining armor.
“Oh my, thank you so much-” she replied, taking a look at who it was. “What’s your name, by the way? You seem quite nice...”
“I love Barry, I do. He wasn’t even rude! But during the journey there were so many moments that I wanted to throw him for being better than me.”
Nonsexual acts of Intimacy - Select from the following for my muse to respond to...
♔ : Finding your muse wearing their clothes
♕: Holding hands
♖: Having their hair washed by your muse
♗: Your muse falling asleep with their head in my muse's lap.
♘: Cuddling in a blanket fort
♙: Sharing a bed
♚: Head scratches
♛: Sharing a dessert
♜: Shoulder rubs
♝: Reading a book together
♞: Caring for each other while ill (specify which party is which)
♟: Patching up a wound
♤: Taking a bath together
♧: Your muse playing with their hair
♡: Accidentally falling asleep together
♢: Forehead or cheek kisses
♠: Your muse adjusting their jewelry/neck tie/ etc.
♣: Back scratches
♥: Your muse crying about something
♦: Slow dancing
“I really like hearing about other trainers and their adventures. All those stories are pretty cool-”
𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐞 !
do you want a certain kind of ship with my muse ? check out the key below & send me a symbol to tell me what kind of ship you want ! note : my muse = blog owner’s muse / your muse = sender’s muses
romantic relationships !
💘 friends to lovers ❣️ enemies to lovers 💜 love at first sight 💙 slow burn 💚 skinny love 💔 exes to lovers again 🖤 on again , off again
familial relationships !
🌼 older sibling 🌺 younger sibling 👭 twins 🌻 friends like siblings 🍃 cousins 🌵 parental
friend relationships !
☀️ best friends 🌦 enemies to friends 🌈 friends since childhood ⛅️ friends of circumstance ☁️ school friends 🌩 friends from traumatic experiences
enemy relationships !
🔪 friends to enemies 💣 stole something from my muse 🔦 stole something from your muse 🗡 bullied my muse 🔫 bullied your muse ⚔️ family feud 🛠 fueds between mutual friends ❌ guilty by association
MUNDAY MEME
Send one of the following to ask the mun:
🍐 - How many ships have you considered but rejected for your muse? 🍊 - What are your favourite genres of threads? Fluff? Angst? Etc 🍎 - If you had to chose a new faceclaim for your muse, who would you pick? 🍋 - Does your muse complain about things to you? If so, what? 🍌 - What drew you into the fandom in the first place? 🍉 - If you considered a time travel thread, when would your muse go? 🍓 - What’s your sweetest rp experience so far? 🍇 - Have you even encountered any partners that threw a tantrum at you? 🍒 - How many friends do you have on here? 🍍 - How many drafts are you stalling with this meme? 🥝 - If you could travel anywhere in the world, where would you go? 🍅 - Have you ever had a case of mistaken identity for your muse or another? 🍆 - How much sin appears on your dash every day? 🥒 - Are you thinking about reviving old muses? Who? 🥕 - What do you think about the current theme trends? 🌽 - Is there a fandom you’re too intimidated to join? 🌶 - Do you find your muse attractive? 🥔 - What’s the dumbest mistake you’ve made in rp? 🥜 - What’s the nuttiest thread you’ve ever had?
Lillie: What's the point in your trying to become a Pokemon trainer now? Don't you think you're far too weak to be any good at it? Let alone trying to back other people up.
Right In Front Of My Salad?
“Why don’t I give up? Because I have something to prove,” she replied, first quite simply. But she wasn’t about to end there. She wouldn’t let someone talk like this.
“It hasn’t even been my main goal for a while... I want to heal more than I want to fight... But who says I can’t try to battle anyway? Because I’m still a kid, and I have the chance to keep growing and getting better-”
“I might be skittish, and I might not be as strong as I want to be right now... But I’m not weak anymore. And I’m never going to give up.”
Nia - Do you blame your uncle for your mother's death? What do you make on Samar and Peony falling out?
Right In Front Of My Salad?
“What’s my opinion? Well... I don’t blame Uncle Samar for it, despite everything I was told. Things slip through the cracks- He was so busy, he couldn’t have known, right?”
But she just gave a breath at the next part of the question. “About them fighting though... I mean- Even when I was a kid I always sort of knew how tense things were. It didn’t even have anything to do with my mother when I noticed, it was something entirely different- But now there’s something concrete but... It feels wrong, but I don’t resent Samar for it. He doesn’t seem that malicious... Even when the Darkest Day happened, I couldn’t feel that anger that so many others felt...”
“It feels like I’m... Betraying my dad though, it doesn’t feel right to even say this. But I can’t just ignore my gut here, and my gut says that there’s a side to this that I just haven’t seen.”
[ @ Dawn ] What would you do if you got trapped in the Distortion World and could never return to the real world? What if you were alone?
Right In Front Of My Salad
“What would I do..? I... I don’t know-” she sighed, her eyes moving to the floor. “Knowing how it all happened before... I’m not even sure if I’d be alive, really- And it’s scary all on it’s own. There were so many people I wanted to see again, and go back to-”
“But if it was something else? What if I was trapped there in a limbo, unable to die... Unable to leave... I don’t know if that would be worse. Everyone would still have that hope- I would still have that hope... And having a hope that could keep getting dashed... That hurts even more, doesn’t it?”
Ask my muse questions they don't want to answer, make them squirm!
It can be anything from their past, a thread or an au.
Make my muse choose between _____ & _____.
noxencores:
Concert rehearsals were one of Piers’ favorite things (other than the concerts themselves). Even though the concert was hours away, the sheer anticipation was already coursing through him, leaving him a bit more energetic than normal. With the stage lights turned on and lighting up the full stage, he stood on the stage, facing the amps at the back. Switching his gaze to the electric guitar slung over his shoulder — which was plugged into the amp — he closed his eyes before giving the strings a few strums, grinning at the distorted sound that erupted from the speakers. Perfect. Just the right sound he wanted.
Instrument tests were quite important. The last thing he wanted was for something to be out of tune or something be only halfway plugged into the amps.
Opening his eyes, he let out a satisfied hum before he took off the guitar and set it back onto its stand near the back. Better take a break before testing out the microphone quality. It’d be good to conserve his energy for the night, anyway. He then stepped offstage, heading towards the main part of the town where he began walking down the concrete path. Eventually, he spotted what looked to be a girl wandering along the street. “Uh… ‘ey there. Y’lookin’ for somethin’?”
At the question, she didn’t think much of it. She didn’t quite recognize Pier’s talking voice from matches, since she was more accustomed to hearing the man sing. So, she just responded like she would to anyone else. “Eh, just lookin’ for somewhere to get some food-” Nothing much else, since she wouldn’t have been in the mood to get into a big conversation with a stranger. And if he could help her? Well, that would be fine too, as long as things didn’t get creepy or unhappy between them.
But, all of that changed when she finally turned around and saw who had spoken to her. She’d recognize such a character from a mile away, that had to be Piers. Her jaw nearly dropped at the revelation, as she realized who it was. She was really in the same area as him? She knew she’d see him later, but not in public! Not where she was being talked to. She wanted to fangirl, quite a bit actually. But she still didn’t want to embarrass herself in such a way. No, keeping her composure was probably the better route to take, especially around someone as famous as Piers.
“Wait, you’re Piers- H- Holy crap- I’m here visiting to see your concert tonight! I’m a big fan, really- But what’re you doing out here, wouldn’t you be getting ready for tonight?” she replied all at once. She didn’t mind him being here at all, but she hated that she couldn’t shut up. Cool! She was supposed to be cool, and she was blowing it!
truthsm:
She entered carefully at Bianca’s okay, her gaze immediately settling on the other. Hilda found herself giving her a small smile as well, before moving to sit on the edge of Bianca’s bed. Just months ago they’d sat like this, talking about wanting to journey Unova, and yet it felt like it had been years.
“I just wanted to see you,” Hilda started, a hand moving to push her uncharacteristically down hair over one shoulder. “I feel like I have hardly seen you since we returned to Nuvema.” She’d spent so much time at home, her mother watching over her as she dealt with the immediate impacts of what she had just been through. Bringing her gaze back up to Bianca she noticed how forced the other’s demeanor seemed. True the blonde was typically more upbeat and positive than she or Cheren, but something about her smile seemed off.
“How have you been doing?” Perhaps asking instead of bringing it up directly would be a better move. “Does being back home feel weird to you too? After all that’s happened I mean.”
There’s still that smile, she’s trying to keep things up to that same facade. There have been times where she’s had to fake a smile before, of course. Never around Hilda... No, never her. She could usually be truthful with Hilda, even in her sadness but now... She didn’t want to sit there and make the other feel bad. She was sure that whatever she felt, Hilda had it ten times worse. So she kept it up, no matter how fake it would seem to someone else.
At those questions... How to respond- The truth just wouldn’t do, no. She still didn’t like the sound of the truth right now. Maybe later, when all of the negative feelings passed, would she finally find such happiness? Such security in speaking about her feelings? She really did hope so, in all honesty.
“It’s totally fine, it’s good to see you-” she replied. “I can’t lie though, it is so weird. So much almost happened to the region, to the world and- Well, in comparison, being home feels... Small, I guess-” I feel small too- “But I think I like it better that way. Not having the weight of the world looming overhead-” After talking about it though, she was soon to stop herself. She didn’t want to reveal much. She already felt like the mask was slipping, but she was desperately trying to readjust it, to make everything better. “It’s fine though... I’m more worried about you though- Have you been alright since... Everything?”