#adamantcor

[movedsaffronnights]

             "What are all of you doing in my room?!

                                                                                 Get OUT! "

[mechafights-archive]

[meme] "i'm here for you"

Send me “i’m here for you” and my muse will tell yours a worry of theirs, a fear, or a confession they’ve been meaning to get off their chest.

[If there were any phrase out there, any sort of cliched saying that would accurately describe the difficulty in proceeding with a planned course of action, it would be ‘easier said than done’.  Wearing his heart on his sleeve was never a concept Silver found himself all too comfortable with, including anything similar or related to it.  Certain things, piece of information, secrets relating to himself were better left unspoken—disregarded as though they were non-existent in sharp contrast to the fact that they were very very real.  That simple reasoning in itself was the main reason the redhead refrained from speaking of anything personal to other individuals unless it was absolutely necessary—crucial in a sense.  Understanding a complicated person much like himself was no easy task for anyone, even if they were supposedly a close comrade of his, so even if he was willing to speak of the aforementioned topics, it wouldn’t change a thing.  There was no remedy to any of the matters the male disclosed only to his own mind that anyone else could possibly offer.  Therefore it was pointless sharing the personal, deep, innermost thoughts of his.

But—

Something about this person prompted Silver to hesitate in simply refusing to say anything, instead opting to consider the other’s offer carefully.  Perhaps it was how they hardly knew one another yet he offered to listen to whatever it was the redhead might have to say.  Or perhaps it was how he was one of two people now that had ever offered to hear him out on such matters.  Silver had no reason to trust a mere stranger—even if this stranger in particular was one of the few of high enough value to receive a pokedex—with secrets he couldn’t possibly take with ease and innermost thoughts he likely wouldn’t be capable of understanding, though at the same time Silver had no reason not to trust the other.  Would it then perhaps be alright to take a chance and say it?]

I—

[A pause.  A heavy silence falling into place once more the moment the exchanger cut himself off the inner conflict regarding whether or not he should say something continued to prove making a final decision on the matter all the more difficult.  It was irritating.  That is, how perceived kindness could so easily catch the ever-so-vigilant exchanger off-guard, leaving him at an impasse in how he should respond.  Silver didn’t like that.  He didn’t like being so uncertain with how he should respond or react to certain situations or being caught off-guard—it made him uncomfortable.  He always knew what to do and how to defend himself against any sort of threats, against any kind of attack thrown at him but, when it came to warmth, kindness, and genuine concern, the male often found himself as a loss as to how he should address this threat?  Well-meant gesture?

He clenches the fabric of his darkly-colored sweater before promptly unclenching, repeating the same course of action for a bit as he attempts to come to some sort of conclusion regarding how he should respond.  How does one respond to kindness anyways?  Was there a specific way one should respond to it--]

The reason regarding why I will not allow for anyone else to get involved in permanently shutting down Team Rocket and defeating Giovanni is because it's my problem and my responsibility. 

All others would simply get in the way and prevent me from successfully completing what I am obligated to do.

[Whoops.  He hadn't meant to suddenly say all that but-- words slid off his tongue faster than the redhead could stop them.  Silver hadn't known what had come over him so suddenly or why that momentary lapse in control had occurred at all.  However he did know that it was best to leave before anything more occurred.  It made him feel far too vulnerable--that is sharing his innermost thoughts and sight onto why he did what he did.  Turning around quickly, the male began to walk off, a secluded destination in mind whereas he could be alone for a while.  He really needed that right now.  Solitude was the only remedy that would work in fixing how he currently felt as a result of this little incident.]

[movedsaffronnights]

Sabrina / Diamond [ sailing the friend/ship/ yes? :'Dc ]

send me a ship and i’ll write a three sentence story.

The naivety of the Sinnoh native was one she'd found oddly curious rather than something to be sneered. Their honesty was refreshing and oblivious to any sort of prior impressions or reputations the psychic had. After all, how often was it for a child to show up at her steps with not a challenge in hand but a treat? 

[thehoennranger]

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Send me ∇ for a headcanon about my character’s relationship with yours.

Best friends for certain, these two would be. Brendan would be the more excitable one, while Dia would play the calm and casual role. Since they’re both good cooks, they’d have kitchen duels at times (which they’d really use as an excuse to just spend money to have a really good meal), but Diamond would probably be the superior chief.

[thehoennranger]

adamantcooooorrr

we need to thread again

[jitsugens]

   "Diamond...! Is that you?"

[thehoennranger]

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◘ - Random Fact about Mun

I seriously cannot work myself up enough to go look for other blogs b/c IDK why (it’s why my previous Samus blog failed and why I fear my Joshua blog did ‘cuz I couldn’t find any other fandom blogs).

• - Random Fact about Muse

When Brendan takes a shower, he ironically much prefers cooler temperatures than warmer ones. Why this is, no one knows. Not even himself.