sighs, heavily, 'fore letting himself slowly uncurl and lay on @gruusha's lap. " hope this seat's not taken. " not in enough pain today that his humor had been sapped.
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sighs, heavily, 'fore letting himself slowly uncurl and lay on @gruusha's lap. " hope this seat's not taken. " not in enough pain today that his humor had been sapped.
"Boys, gender neutral, can you all just relax for five minutes?"
f is for free time / drabble for @gruusha
in a way, they were complete opposites: one had only recently ascended sinnoh's throne, and the other had seen their stardom dim with an abrupt cruelty. one was increasingly juggling a region's agendas, initiatives, and issues, and the other's only goal was to hold on and focus on getting better.
and yet, when grusha called cynthia regarding a much-needed 'change in scenery,' the newly-minted champ didn't hesitate for a second in offering her floaroma residence as a place to rehabilitate. the thread connecting them, first spun in the depths of the snowpoint temple long ago, held fast despite distance, tragedy, and time. (some fortunate friendships, like theirs, were just built to last.)
"stay as long as you like," cynthia had insisted, as her garchomp ripped up the entryway's stairs to mold an accessible ramp out of earth. she was younger then, more reckless and overbearing, but grusha's treatment by the media and the church was no secret. (later, cynthia will say how this arrangement had been equally helpful for her own growth as the region's paragon.)
cynthia apologized for seldomly being available ("sinnoh tricked me into winning that champion battle," she'd joke wryly), but grusha understood--of course--and never seemed to mind. even when they were co-living, on the rare moments that their schedules aligned, there was no drama at all.
"To be fair, leather has a nice texture..."
HER STRUGGLE HAD BEEN DANGEROUS AT MOST, embarrassing at best. Even it was from the frosty reaches of the mountainside, Mari still felt it pretty humbling to have to be plucked from the snow by another. She and the cold were bitter enemies, made worse by the fact that she hailed from the shores of a tropical island.
. . . Unfortunately, being stranded in another world by her lonesome meant she had no monstie to carry her across the terrain. Unfortunately, the slopes of Glaseado were hardly forgiving to a novice such as herself. The only thing that had kept her from freezing to death after so long was a superhuman durability harkening back to the ancient dragonslayer bloodline . . . as well as pure unbridled spite.
But, she was here now—retrieved from the ice and carried to the far reaches of the mountain's summit where a Gym was conveniently placed. Despite her protests and claims that she was fine, her rescuers said nothing and ignored her . . . probably for the better. At least her pokemon had remained safe and warm in their pokeballs . . .
Mari was huddled amongst the seats lined by the receptionist's desk. Arms awkwardly crossed over her chest, the teen looked sheepish for having found herself in this mess. At her side was Pua—loyal and true. The little fuecoco had come out after she deemed it safe to do so, feeling that she could probably use his warmth right about now.
"Oh, woof." She could see someone coming, and Mari reluctantly released an exhale. Where to begin? To say thanks, to explain herself? To hold her breath and wait for the awaiting lecture she was certain was coming?
@gruusha liked for a starter!
so when dai falls into the pokemon world via painting, while he spends time there what kinds of Pokémon would be his fwiend 🩵
@gruusha
if canon dai went into pokemon he'd be so impressed by the sheer amount of Critters around. i think he'd be a little intimidated by them though (just as they might still be intimidated of him like they are in his poke v--?! maybe?!) though. anyways he'd probably get to pet a city pokemon or two!! i can imagine him passing by or petting some residential dogs like yamper or lillipup and maybe getting to know some stray kitty cat pokemon if they're plodding around. he's also hanging out in way too many shady/abandoned places for him NOT to get mischievously antagonized a bit by ghost types. i think he'd really like the "inanimate" ones; banette for being a thrown away doll, sinistea, chandelure, etc... he'd think they felt sort of different and therefore a little more 'special' than the others, tbh. if he's in someplace like galar for example too then the fairy types hanging around in the big creepy woods would probably end up interacting with him too. it'd be a formative experience for him to get to listen to the clefairy line sing under the moon. he doesn't even have to be a part of it, it's a marvel enough for him to just get to watch. he probably wouldn't dare to take any pokemon home with him either unless one really ended up clinging to him or something, so it really is a friendship only run for his default. niwa daisuke will try to make fwiends with literally anything, it's just a question of what kinds of pokemon would be willing to be friends with HIM!!
@gruusha replied: "in my experience, no -"
"...Not even with like, Pokémon safe spray paint?"