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I can feel a kick down in my 𝓢𝓞𝓤𝓛
And it’s pullin’ me back to ＥＡＲＴＨ to let me know
I am not aＳＬＡＶＥ can’t be ᗡƎNI∀⊥NOƆ
So pick me from the DARK and pull me from the GRAVE
‘Cause...
【Ｉ ＳＴＩＬＬ ＦＥＥＬ ＡＬＩＶＥ】
When it’s 𝒽❀𝓅𝑒𝓁𝑒𝓈𝓈, I start to notice
【ＡＮＤ Ｉ ＳＴＩＬＬ ＦＥＥＬ ＡＬＩＶＥ】
Falling foward, back into orbit
indie rival bede. indie pokemon champion oc. indie rival hop.
@pinkrival @lxngfxrgxtten @100eightynine
@100eightynine || worst camping trip ever
❝ tell me, are you trying to be a nuisance, or does it simply come naturally to you? i’m honestly curious. ❞ in hindsight, this was all a bit unnecessary — certainly bede didn’t need to march over to hop to give him a piece of his mind. by all rights, he wasn’t even doing anything. ( camping, or studying pokemon or whatever flimsy excuse the fairy leader was quick to ignore. ) his only crime was simply being in the same vicinity as bede while he tried to train his team against the wild area’s steel types — testing the advice kabu had given him not too long ago. the boy wasn’t sure whether he was seeing much in the way of results, but it was difficult to tell with hop distracting him with his grating presence alone.
was it petty? yes, but so was bede. ❝ you have eyes, hop; obviously i’m in the middle of something. or are you just trying to get on my nerves? you’re already getting in my way. ❞ hatterene loomed over his shoulder, still buzzing with energy from her last battle. bede didn’t doubt it was an unsettling sight — hoped it was, even.
❝ if you’re supposedly set on being a researcher, ❞ the word carried a sarcastic, disbelieving edge, ❝ why don’t you stop bothering me and go research... ❞ he took a quick look around and pointed at the first thing that moved. ❝ ... that. ❞
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@100eightynine ;; s.c.
Whoever this kid was, he was very talented.
Finding a good trainer wasn’t rare. There were many good and great trainers out there across the regions he’s visited. Still, Gladion won’t say anything out loud. He’s not very good with social interaction; he knows this.
So he stays where he was, sitting quietly in the grass halfway leaning up against Silvally. Still though, Gladion did find it impressive that he had been able to take down some of those trainers on his way through the Wild Area. In a consecutive row too!
“It’s getting late.” He finally calls out, deciding on some words to say. “Hammerlocke is still a ways off if you’re trying to get there tonight.”
@100eightynine said: "Awright. Mum sent me with this soup and this medicine, and the Get-Well Curry. Which, whew, do not envy you, mate," Last time Mum made Hop eat the Get-Well Curry he thought he was literally going to sweat OUT of existence. "Also I think I'm supposed to tell her if you leave the apartment or try to do any champion stuff.... also, hi, you look like rubbish."
he felt like rubbish. it’s lucky he had given their mum a key to his apartment, otherwise he might not have bothered to let hop in, he was so tired. sniffling, he huddles further into his cape and the three blankets he’s piled around him on the couch in a makeshift nest.
“thanks, bro.” his voice is quiet, for he dare not speak any louder -- it hurts enough speaking in a near - whisper. “so she’s sent you to babysit me, then?”
he laughs, then coughs as it irritates his throat. oh, how the tables have turned. now he is the baby. he picks up the cough syrup, looks at it, looks at the little plastic measuring cup, and then uncaps it and just takes a large swig. that tiny cup just won’t suffice, he’s sure. the curry and soup can wait, he decides as he fumbles with the tv remote.
“you don’t need to worry about me going anywhere -- i’m going to have a champion time right here on this couch, binge - watching holiday rom - coms.”
100eightynine replied to your post: milo got his rotomphone from chairman rose when he...
// milo, going through his gym challenge, pointing at a pikachu: hey ya, what is this.
all vaguely-pikachu pokemon are morpeko now
100eightynine a réagi à votre billet : //leon being a fairy type lover and secretly...
// hop, barging into teen!Leon’s room without asking: Leon, surrounded by his smol circle of secret fairy types: sHUT MY DOOR
//only hop knows about his secret fairy garden, KEEP IT A SECRET H O P
{一人で}➺ Get up. GET UP AND GET GOING. Hand reignites to light her way once more, and she starts RUNNING INTO THE TANGLE, deeper and deeper she goes, running to find him. This place was getting creepier, HARDER TO DEAL WITH. How long had it been now? A few days? It felt like hours, YET SHE WAS SO TIRED, so hungry. She couldn’t close her eyes. Couldn’t sleep. It didn’t matter. She didn’t matter right now. SHE HAD TO FIND HIM.
{一人で}➺ She LEAPS BACK WHEN A SUDDEN POKEMON COMES FLYING BY HER, and shortly behind it is a trainer. A kid. A kid she knew. A KID BEDE KNEW TOO. It was Hop, he was here! Of course he was, it was clear to her how much he cared. She admired that. ADMIRED HIS DETERMINATION. Seeing him lit by the fire makes him seem even more powerful. She GIVES HIM A FIRM LOOK.
{再び行った}➺ “Hop!”
@100eightynine
