#gavin post

[robbintheknob]

//Hmmmn Its not very good But its some ventish art Cause im in a really bad spot right now. So i will give you all a little bit of an emotional gavin thing.

Gavin relies on others to pick hin back up, he cant handle his own emotions very well and it leads him to be very lonely. This clashes with the fact he trusts little to no one, and the ones he does trust, he trusts way to much. To the point where the other person might feel uncomfortable.

[wolfiessys]

Gay people.

[flareonfluffranch]

Night Life [OPEN RP]

Gavin ran a hand through his neon green hair and huffed. So, maybe he was little lost. Okay, more than a little lost. Lumiose was bigger than he had thought. And he had no clue where the hell the night life was at, where the clubs were, or anything of the sort. He glanced down beside him at the little candle happily following along. At least Whickly was having a good time. Gavin didn't blame the little Litwick. After all, it had been a rough move, having been stuck in a Pokeball the entire time.

Gavin shook his half shaved head and heaved a sigh. Lost. Really really lost. He'd never get back to the Ranch at this rate, and most of the good hours of the night had already passed him by. What a lame drag this move was turning out to be. No clubs, no partying, no social life. Just nagging country bumpkin siblings and getting lost in cities. Brilliant. He knew Whickly would be gathering that Gavin was in a rather foul mood, but he wasn't going to try to even pass it off. It was the Litwicks urgent noises that turned Gavin's attention to a new comer who had been behind them long enough to set Whickly off.

"Can I help?" he asked. He should be asking if the person could help him, but as far as he was concerned, he'd rather not admit it right off the bat.

[flareonfluffranch]

From Ranch to Ranch [Drabble]

"Maybelle, stop your insistent...ugh!" A disgruntled green haired man pushed his way past his strawberry haired sister who stared after him looking confused and slightly hurt. Maybelle sighed, and looked to her other brother who was toting in a suitcase. He placed it down and fixed the white hat that sat atop his blond head. He raised an eyebrow to her and she sighed. "Gavin's not bein' of the nice variety." she spoke, a southern accent pronounced in her speech. 

"He's been hankerin' to git his arse settled in ta git out there in the city life. Ain't gonna do well ta be worryin' over him. He'll be outta yer hair sooner than later, Belle." He slipped his hat off, letting it hang just off his back as he fixed the scarf around his neck. "I'm gonna get me a room, holler if ya need some help Belle." with that he was off, in the direction Gavin had gone in. Maybelle sighed and went to drag the suitcase he had abandoned across the floor with her.

"Get your own room CJ." Was what Gavin greeted his brother with when CJ appeared in the door the the room Gavin had chosen. The angry flush that appeared on CJ's face amused Gavin to no ends. "DAMNIT I TOLD YA IT'S CHASE. CHASE JACK IF YA FEEL YA GOTTA YA NO GOOD DOWN LOW DIRTY NASTY--" "Varmit. I know." Gavin cut Chase off, grinning widely. Chase gaped at him angrily from the doorway, and ended up stalking off down the hall to pick a new room. One that was 'varmit free'. Gavin chuckled, unpacking his items in the room he chose. Of course he chose the largest room. Being oldest, he had privilege. And if his family was going to force him to live here with his sibblings on a damn Ranch, he'd better be damn comfy.

Chase settled with what he saw as the second biggest room, albeit grumpily. He complained loudly and often in the next few hours over being stuck unfairly with the room he had. Maybelle kept her mouth shut, despite not really getting any of a pick. She was more happy with the fact they finally had their own place. And she even got to name it! Only because their father snapped at the boys bickering and allowed her to chose the name. Flareon Fluff Ranch. She of course named it that because of her very own Flareon whom she'd had since she was a little girl. That was the first Pokemon she ever hatched. She even had picked the egg she wanted to take care of. Her Eevee had chosen a fire stone when presented the choice, and Maybelle made sure her Flareon knew that it made a wonderful choice, and would have even if it hadn't chose fire.

Of course Maybelle had to set up the Ranch and get her two bickering siblings to help her put items away and make sure the land on the Ranch was good. They spent the afternoon out in the fields making sure everything was in order and receiving equipment their parents had sent out to them. Maybelle was at home with the little house off from the main one that was suited with it's own little fenced in yard that was absolutely perfect for breeding and raising Pokemon. She'd make sure that Chase tended to the land as much as he did to chasing his cowboy fantasies. Perhaps she'd even make him give out self defense lessons, he was damn good at hand to hand thanks to playing cowboy all his life.

Gavin on the other hand... She'd be lucky if she ever got a glimpse of him in the daylight after the next few days. Nightlife with the more brightly colored people who weren't in any way in tune with the country. He was born country, but his heart yearned for the city. Maybelle could understand and look a little past that fact. Chase never really could. probably because Gavin teased the ever loving bejesus out of him. Maybelle knew she'd have her hands full. She was always a soft spoken and kind hearted girl, and with two headstrong older brothers... Well. This was sure to be an adventure all it's own. 

All she knew right now, as she watched the sun slip low down past the horizon, was that everything was moved in and set up. She had all her Pokemon ready, including new arrivals on the way. She smiled as she sat by her window, staring out as night slowly crept over their lovely new Ranch. Soon she'd be meeting people and giving out the new babies that were surely to arrive the next morning. She'd have Chase go out and find some new Pokemon for her to add into her breeding. But right just then, she was tired. She closed her window and walked over to her bed, flopping down on it with a smile. She patted it and her Flareon jumped up on it and proceeded to curl up by the pink haired girl. Maybelle pet the little Flareon gently before letting herself slip off to sleep. It was a big day, and tomorrow promised even more big things...