#arcadesuperstarr

[hedives]

"Lets play 20 questions."

                                             Fuckboy Starters.

‘ Alright....You...You not a detective, right? ‘

[kingxfthesea]

arcadesuperstarr:

[txt] a goddess

[txt] and who is this?~

[txt]: hm i believe it with a shape like that pet [txt]: an this is no one [txt]: just another failed business man whose reputation precedes him [txt]: if ye ever been t hoenn ye probably heard a me though

[kingxfthesea]

Ѡ

Send an "Ѡ" for my muse's reaction to being sent accidental nudes.

[txt]: flattered as i am gettin these from attractive people[txt]: an ye know im keepin these[txt]: just who the fuck are ye pet?

[kingxfthesea]

I dare you to give me an Aqua uniform~

“Sure thing.”  He tosses it to her.  “Ye’d best be joinin’ us, though lass.  Can’t just let people run around with those.”

[rocketdisguisemaster]

arcadesuperstarr liked this for a starter

Looking back as he was pulling off his uniform jacket he was amazed to see anyone behind him.  “Well hey there.  Didn’t hear anyone come in here.”

[rocketdisguisemaster]

❖

send one to find my muse in his room11 - sleeping naked

He’d gotten ready for bed just like he did every night.  First he’d smoked and then he’d showered before drying off and slipping into bed.  And just like every night he did so in the nude, which wouldn’t have been an issue if not for an unexpected visitor...

[dusknoiire-archive-blog]

"Can we be flower sisters?~"

“Ooh, that sounds         nice!”

[rocketdisguisemaster]

arcadesuperstarr

The Game Corner wasn’t an unfamiliar place for Petrel.  He’d worked in the base in Celadon years before and had somehow managed to avoid having to fight the kid that took them down initially.  Maybe it was just because of his abilities letting him hide so well.  Or maybe it was just hims dumb luck.  But while he was there he’d developed a love for the damn games there.

That had left him in Goldenrod while he was off the clock needing entertainment and going to the one place that was really familiar to him.  Sitting at a slot machine, he just waited for the damn sevens to line up.  Slumping into his seat he sighed when he noticed someone sit next to him from the corner of his eye.

“You probably don’t wanna sit at that machine.  That one’s rigged to all hell.”  He motioned idly.  “The one over here isn’t, though.”  He motioned to his other side, feeling like it was only the polite thing to do.