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" 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕄𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕆𝕫𝕠𝕟𝕖, 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕊𝕦𝕡𝕖𝕣-𝔸𝕟𝕔𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕥. "
selective rp blog for Rayquaza from Pokemon | follows from “ picavecalyx ” Side Muse: Gerabera - Ancestor of Zinnia
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<- holds the title of the meanest boomer
the only protagonist they can even tolerate is sapphire and that's it.
"I am not an idiot... :c "
" no, you are daft. "
at least my kids like me.
imagine having kids. couldn't be me.
no. they've dealt enough with weather disasters they're going back into the ozone.
Daichi was starting to think it was the fire that bound them. The way Marea burned with the mention of the past, the fiery anger his sibling had, and his own ties to the element as old as ground itself.
"I did not mention the name," Daichi pouts like a child "I only said 'she'. I was trying to help him to realize self-punishment thing he is getting on is not what his family would want. That's all." He crumbled under the anger his sibling was showing.
With the best intentions, he brought the storm. Again.
"Do you want me to give up on him? I... I already told you I was trying to cheer him up. I..."
He was lonely. Marea had people that cared for him. Daichi did not. He wanted the connection, to feel like his existence meant something.
"Is it a bad thing to talk to him?"
Tension growing so fast while the usually composed attitude of the aloof legendary turned from anger to abhorrence at every word they heard. In a way, all they heard was excuses. Whether a name was mentioned or not the IMPLICATION was enough to cause any to be enrage, NO DOUBT, MAREA.
Their hands curled to fists, claws digging into the palm of their hands as the disguise faltered and flickered. How much patience had they had for these two? How much patience and hope did they put into trying to leave them to their devices, LETTING THEM do their OWN tasks, be their OWN beings.
They have continued to fail. Both of them.
" AND YOU FAILED. "
Their voice was a low GROWL, a step taking forward, closer to their brother. They were already taller, yet in the moment they seemed to TOWER. the yellow topazes of their eyes seeming to BURN into him like suns melting away little little volcanos. An earth meeting the sky not prepared for just how expansive space truly was.
" what have you done beyond INSTABILITY? your intentions, though SEEMINGLY PURE, have caused nothing but STRIFE and DESTRUCTION, both of you. BOTH OF YOU. and i have to CLEAN IT UP. i ALWAYS DO. "
Claw soon grasped at the fabric of Daichi's top and pulled him closer. Their teeth baring, fangs beginning to form as they stared daggers.
" WHAT DO YOU THINK I WILL HAVE TO DO NOW, DAICHI? "
me talking to my friend about the response i'm writing like "oh yeah it's like when miguel screamed at miles me: me: god loki and miguel are the same fucking characte-
There comes the fear. Was it happening again?
"He was his usual. Called me a murderer. I did not put up a fight on that." Because he blamed himself too. "I was trying to tell him to give it up for a day and live a little, engage in conversation with the funny humans. I..."
"I told him Suiji would not want this. If she loved him, she wouldn't want him to suffer like this."
He falls silent.
"Am I wrong to wish him happiness? We can't change the past..."
They were fuming. Drifting air that resembled steam befalling from the corners of their mouth as they listened. One could mistake it for how a fire type heats up in rage, yet this was fog, it was a storm provided by the sky. Did they need to clear this storm? This raging hurricane? To Take control, to devour will and dissipate the ocean.
The mention of Suiji caused their eyes to narrow as they lifted their chin slightly upward.
" he is foolish, yet you pushing and even MENTIONING that name has caused his mood to flare. like children, he is like a stubborn CHILD. "
Perhaps it's time that the sea's origin is given rest. To calm his nerves, they were sick of this.
" you knew, YOU KNEW that whenever you two cross, I HAVE TO GET INVOLVED. did you not THINK? "
this blog is like rayquaza. once every blue moon i come to stop the disaster.
"I WAS TRYING TO CHEER HIS SORRY ASS. IT IS NOT MY FAULT THAT HE KEEPS THROWING TANTRUMS!!!"
" i am going to need a very good reason for this. "
Ah.
The fog and presence of the older was not a feeling that gave him any sort of reaction whatsoever. He could feel the thickness of the fog from miles away—Word had caught wind about his little discussion with Celebi, It seemed. His gaze doesn’t move from the tree he sits in front of—Her name carved into the bark in ancient text that was illegible to the humans of today. Hands are nearly placed upon his crossed legs—but not once does he look at his brother.
“I assume that you’re here to scold me?” He questioned—No malice laced in his tone. If anything, there was an undertone of defeat; shoulders slumping forward ever so slightly as he looks to the grass in front of him. He never expected either of his brothers to understand his emotions; how he felt so deeply, especially when it came to her. He didn’t expect them to understand the overwhelming guilt—that he was slowly coming to terms that she did not live her full life because of him. He loved her so dearly, so deeply—They didn’t care.
They just saw him as a child throwing a thousand year long tantrum.
Clawed hand reaches forward to touch the bark of the tree—the silence is as thick as the fog around them. Marea gathers his thoughts, gaze lifting and his head turning enough to see Loki over his shoulder.
He’s tired.
“Before you do…Know that I didn’t go along with it.” As much as he wanted to—as much as he wanted to see her one more time. His gaze turns back to her grave; lips tugging into a soft frown. “It would have hurt more if I did.”
The disguised serpent was utterly silent. As if they were a seviper tasting the air with their own fangs, their mouth slightly agape to breathe it in. It was not clear air, no, it was fog that carried a heaviness that was bore similarly between them. Yet one of a mourning ocean and the other of an exhausted sky. Rest seemed creeping over their eyelids as they stared upward for a brief time, the fog so thick they could almost see the sun from above's light being extinguished as soon as it hit and refracted.
What a task it was, memories of their own resuming and replaying, as if this was every other moment, every other attempt to calm and reassure, yet all it ever ended as was anger and rage. An ocean that could be slice in half by the air that oxygenized it...
An audible sort of sigh pressed against their lips as their upturned head became a downward glare towards Marea. Perhaps they looked past him, past their brother, the one they cared so much for that they could have suffocated him to keep him from himself. From his love.
Though they held themselves back. Fog only feeling as if one were atop a moment--perhaps their own tower bore similarity, where humidity so high caused droplets to from 'pon the fabric of one's clothes and the strands of their hair.
" marea. "
Spoken softly, with hardly a sight of emotion as they took another step forward, towards their brother, their kin. There was a part of them that would always see that whale as a child, a calf that never quite left the comforts of it's own little pool. In a way, the ocean was simply that...a pool of comfort to seclude oneself to. He was not even alone in that habit, the lord of the sky found the Ozone too be their most joyous. Where comfort can breathe across their skin.
For them to be okay and calm. To be stressless and without worry as they scan the starry skies for those that have fallen to devour in kind.
Yet, they both were so well aware that peace never quite lasted. There was almost a stubborn inhale as their eyes pressed along Marea's face, then down towards the grave. It was as if they could see her there. Her spirit, her mind, her eyes. They barely even knew their brother's love--his wife.
They had long since given up the possibility of their own spouse, to have one to love. The sky was enough. They had to sacrifice the possibility of love in exchange for protecting everything, the nature of it all, the weather...To keep oceans from blood the land, and the volcanic lust to dry out the high tides.
" i am sorry. "
How the air seemed to thicken and the mist grow into fog into clouds so low upon the earth. From thin air--or perhaps the mist that caused the area to seem so shortsighted--the legendary appeared. In the silhouette of man, of those that wander and capture, those that live alongside pokemon.
Behind the disguised whale, behind it all. There was an emotion hidden beneath all that mist, an emotion that remained concealed and gilded.
" brother. "
@journcys
rayquaza ur little brother is doing some sketchy shit with celebi and time hopping and—
There's a sharp inhale as they stood straighter, their usual slouch seeming to fade as they crossed their arms behind their back. They could never understand how children could never quite let go. It was foolish, shameful. And would only hurt when reality came slamming into them again and again.
" oh marea. your love will destroy you, my foolish brother. "
They shook their head, a glow from the symbols that pressed along their skin before suddenly their form shifted completely, the spiraling serpent flying into the air, disappearing within the clouds.
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