#creationiists

[serxnexgrace-blog]

@creationiists started following you

“Hmm? Oh. Hello there.” Niki greeted. 

[bulkupbrows]

Marshal and @creationiists have crossed paths.

Marshal and his Breloom were happily stuffing their faces with meatbuns he had cooked until the both of them felt-something. It wasn’t indigestion or heartburn, it was a feeling that he wasn’t even sure how to describe. His Breloom nudged him to look to the side of him, pointing a young woman walking by. 

She looked cute!  Though before he could day anything, his Breloom ran up and offered her one of Marshal’s meatbuns. 

[regigaegis-a-blog]

HELLO

Send me a HELLO and i’ll answer… || 「 .accepting 」

If we kissed:

[ x ] This wouldn’t happen.

[] Oh disgusting.

[] Again, again.

[] Kiss you back.

[] Let’s take this to the bedroom.

[] Slap/Push you away.

[ x ] Be confused

If you asked me out I’d say:

[] Um no.

[] I’m taken-

[ x ] Sure.

[] We’re already dating, you shitlord.

Can we cuddle?:

[] No.

[] Ew.

[ x ] Sure.

[] YES.

Sex?:

[] Let’s do it.

[] No. You can’t handle my d.

[] FUCK YES.

[ x ] No.

Should you reblog this?:

[] Yes. I want to send you one.

[] Yes.

[ x ]  lol I reblogged it from you

[draconidxmemories-blog]

“I AIN’T DEALING WITH TWO GOAT GODS.”

[fusionbolts-archive]

@creationiists (in reference to this ask bc I wanted to have them respond but I was too lazy to switch blogs)

    “I--I... No! I’m not fusing with nobody for any reason, lady! Never, ever--” It seems the mere suggestion of the dragons becoming one again - the fact that it was finally brought up - was the last straw for them. “You--You don’t even know anything about us, do you?!”

[pervorsitas-a]

✧ *aaaand sends on this blog for good measure*

send me a ✧ and i’ll bold all that apply to your muse.

I would kill you. ✧ I would physically hurt you. ✧ I would attack you unprovoked. ✧ I would manipulate you. ✧ I dislike you. ✧ You annoy me. ✧ You scare me. ✧ You intimidate me. ✧ I hope I intimidate you. ✧ I pity you. ✧ You disgust me. ✧ I hate you. ✧ I’m indifferent toward you. ✧ I’d like to get to know you better. ✧   I’d like to spend more time with you. ✧ I’d like to be friends with you. ✧  I’m unsure what to think of you. ✧ I’m unsure how I feel about you. ✧ You are my friend. ✧ You are my best friend. ✧ You are my mentor. ✧ I look up to you. ✧ I respect you. ✧ You are my hero. ✧ You inspire me. ✧ You are my enemy. ✧ You make me happy. ✧ I want to protect you. ✧ I would fight by your side. ✧ I consider you an equal. ✧ I think you are beneath me. ✧ I think you are above me. ✧ I would lie for you. ✧ I would lie to you. ✧ I would sleep with you. ✧ I would sleep by your side. ✧ I would hug you. ✧ I would kiss you. ✧ You are family to me. ✧ I would die for you. ✧ I would kill for you. ✧ I would trust you with my life. ✧ I would trust you with my most precious belonging. ✧ I would trust you with a secret. ✧ I would trust you with my biggest / darkest secret. ✧ I love you (platonically). ✧ I love you (romantically).

[pervorsitas-a]

☱ ayy lmao

Your character has just discovered my character's journal/diary. Leave a  ☱ in my askbox for an entry that’s about you.

Once again, the page is old and yellowed. The Unown written on the page are sloppily written, as if Giratina were in a hurry, or as if she had no regard for how nice her writing looked. It would take a bit more time to read it due to how bad the handwriting is, but it isn’t impossible.

Day 25 (???)

I still am not used to this world yet. It is a desolate and barren place. Mother threw me in here, despite how hard I fought it. Her power, combined with Regigigas’ power... I tried my best, but I was no match. I was not strong enough. I knew I should never have trusted him. She has no idea how maddening it is to be in this world. In complete silence. There is nothing. There is nobody. Nobody will ever be coming to save me. Nobody tried saving me in the first place. She knew that. My strength has been slowly fading these past few days. Please, I do not want to die in this world. There is so much more I wanted to do. There is not any food here, and I have stopped drinking from the waterfall. I am getting paranoid. I am sure mother knew all of this would happen. After everything I did, she sent me here to get rid of me once and for all. She knew this place would be my grave. I know this place will be my grave.

I am scared. Mother, please help me. I am losing track of time. I have to rely on the outside world, but even then, I am unsure of where I am looking. Mother, I am sorry, please... Do not let me die here. The only thing I can do is try and find a way out, if there even is one. Is it too late to right my wrongs?