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[eternalnight-dreams]

I freaking did it~ It's done!!

[askfatesguardian]

(@the-lumiose-goodies) Joëlle (feel free to use her new look) approaches Micah. She makes a brave face, while actually being very nervous.

"B-bonjour!" she became quiet for a bit, but she continues to talk afterwards. "To be honest...I'm not a fan of dark red colors. They are...horrifying... But, I like the green highlight on your hair. Is there a story behind it? Or did you just dyed?" She asks the question while being not so confident in herself.

He picks at his two-toned hair, as if thinking about it for the first time. Pinched between two fingers, the strands slip through his grasp as he eventually lets them go with a pensive look upon his face. At first it seems like he isn't going to answer. But then...

"...I forgot there was any left," he admitted. "No. It is not dyed - Not that I even know what that is. The green was my original coloring. At least I think so. It's been so long since it changed... But long story short- My hair shifted when I finally accepted the blood of Yveltal. I'm like Sister in that aspect. When our blood awakened, our colors changed to reflect this. Maybe it has something to do with how sensitive Gardevoir are to change. Though I have no one to ask."

The one blue eye looks down to the Meowstic with an odd combination of a blank and sheepish expression as his arm dropped once more to his side. "...Forgive me for rambling on. It has been some time since I've spoken to anyone else."

[askpokemoncrossover]

A 'Mother' and A Mortal

Replying from this, @askfatesguardian

Little mortal? Well, it wouldn't take much to guess from the tone that is soft as silk yet underneath it a powerful aura that was once hostile now shows a side that had yet to be revealed 'till now.

Everyone, Pokemon, humans and even gods must have a softness, a tender kindness somewhere in their minds and souls. Was it foolish and naive? Yes, but even so...he still believed in that small light.

That is why he approached the Ninetales as he did with a small smile as he glanced at the lake where the moonlight reflected both of their images in the still and tranquil water and shone on their yellow and blue fur.

"That so? To be honest I was taking a small break from it. This is my first time at a Gala like this, let alone among legendary Pokemon. So, you could say I'm still trying to get used to it. I am a small mortal among Gods after all, but that doesn't mean I'm not enjoying it so far."

His words spoke true as he also admitted to what she said about him while turning his head to look at her, briefly noticing the red under the nicely kept golden fur but not paying much mind to it for the time being.

"Oh. Right. My name's Saisei. You can call me Sai though if you like, heh. What's your name if i may ask?" he asked carrying a cheerful, gentle tone that is common among young men who wants to know someone for the first time, even if it's someone like her.

[therebirthoflegends]

Crossing the secluded clearing to the large Ninetails, Kreilanna knelt down to return the egg in her arms to it’s siblings. The eggs warmed to greet each other before settling down as the long tails curled protectively over them once more. “I worry about them...” the Ninetails admitted softly, bringing a smile to Kreilanna’s face. It was a common phrase ever since the eggs came to be. “Don’t be, Mother” Kreilanna scolded as gently as she could, nestling her hand into the fur of the Ninetails’ shoulder. “They will be strong. Besides, they have great histories to live up to. They won’t let you down.” “The world needs them,” the gardevoir said with conviction, knowing in her heart the world needed their return. <<Mother Rhea now available for asks>>

[askblessedsouls]

Name: Giratina (Birth name unknown) Type: Ghost/Dragon (Currently in spirit form) Age: Unknown Gender/Breed: Male Giratina Height/Weight: 15’ - 1655lbs (Normal form) / 2’ - 20lbs (Spirit form) Nature/Characteristic: Adamant - A little quick tempered Ability: Levitate (Origin Forme) / Pressure (Altered Forme) Birthday: June 1st Preference: Asexual Moveset:

Shadow Force Earth Power Draco Meteor Hex

#giratina

[nyxs-dreamland-blog]

Haha whelp I’ve once again drowned myself on working on things that aren’t blog related. xD These two beauties are part of two Blind OTPs that belong to myself and @airanke Their info is below~ (Yes we chose to make two don’t question it xD)

Chika’sha Troll Shaman Themes: Daydreams/Snow Chika’sha has had a connection to the world around her ever since she was young, though due to her head always being in the clouds her training took longer than it should have. She was always ‘dreaming with her eyes open’ as her mother put it and happy as can be. It was often rumored when she was younger that her mother had bred with one of the Green Dragonflight, as there was no way a child could be that connected to dreams that she didn’t even need to sleep to see them. It didn’t help that she seemingly had no father to speak of. She hates warm weather, having been born in the dead of winter and loving the feel of the cold on her skin, thus leaving her to be one of those ‘shorts and sandals in the snow’ type of gal. According to her, the cold brings her closer to her dreams, as her dreams are almost always of a cold wasteland. Spells belonging to the ice element come to her almost as easy as breathing. Chika’sha is almost always in a quietly content state, though her eyes always look far away. It may be difficult to get her attention due to how deeply she sinks into her daydreams. Beyond that she cares deeply for her tribe and is always willing to lend and helping hand or spell. -x- Haruke Blood Elf Necromancer Themes: Death/Spirit Haruke is an extremely withdrawn individual, only really spending time with the small bone creatures she re-animates when she wants company. She was always fascinated with the aspects of life and death, even though she knew thinking of such things was appalling to those around her. So due to her itch for the knowledge of how to bring things back from the dead, Haruke eventually left the safety of her home to hunt down more knowledge. Her lust for knowledge drove her to fragmenting her very soul, putting a sliver here and there into her creations just to help them live longer. When she no longer wanted a companion she would rip the piece her soul back and watch the constructed body fall limp beside her. The blue glow of her eyes and her deathly pale skin unnerved other Blood Elves that came across her, thinking her to be one of the freed Death Knights. While she had not met a Death Knight personally, she did wish to. She knew the Lich King had already been torn from his frozen throne, and thus the only ones with the knowledge she craved were the ones freed from his service. She knew her love for necromancy and playing around with the fragments of her own soul would ring a sour note with any she told it to, she couldn’t help it. Death called to her in a way that the high-born life of the Blood Elves never could.

[askthedeities-blog1]

@thevaloroushearts {continued}

Kreilanna seemed to struggle with her thoughts for a moment, which she soon shook off so she could continue to reply. “I’ve never learned how to fight. I was raised pretty sheltered, leaving me with no means to protect my little brother or anyone around me. It’s amazing... thinking about you being able to protect your own brother and being on equal terms. I tend to end up in the way most times...” She shook her head, giving a weak smile to the other Gardevoir. “Aaa, sorry. I don’t mean to be so down. Thank you though, for explaining it to me. Gives me some things to think about.” “I’m Kreilanna, by the way. It was very nice to meet you.”

[eternalnight-dreams]

Today is a good day Tagging these beebs for their characters @airanke @a-drays-mind