#hiddcnwishes

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he’s out folks  @hiddcnwishes @aetherbeast

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Star Child

Closed continuation for @hiddcnwishes

“Well, comfortable is one way to put it, I generally just don’t let things bother me though I’m not entirely immune to such things either” the Gogoat replied with a soft smile before her ears flicked up, sensing the boy’s sudden unease though the cause of such a sudden panic attack was unknown to her.

Did the child suffer some form of trauma? Flashbacks maybe? Well whatever it may be it was happening and her need to protect was strong even if she didn’t entirely understand the threat. She peered back at him as she trudged through the mud, ears shifting around just in case he had sensed something she had not.

“Somewhere hidden? The most hidden place in the swamp is my home though that’s technically still in the woods, the swamp woods at least, I’m not extremely familiar with the lands outside of the swamp but I can try my best?” she said, tilting her head just a bit “I’m happy to give you shelter and protection, I can assure your safety so long as I’m here if you’re fearing for your safety. I may be able to do so better if I knew the threat you fear?”

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starter call for @hiddcnwishes

"Hey, down there! Catch!"

    They've managed to hoist themself up on top of a building that they're almost certainly not supposed to be on, a rather clunky looking knapsack dangling from their arms over the edge of the roof above the poor kid passing by. (At least they've waited for a response before dropping it.)

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      THERE’S A DREAM THAT WAITS LIKE A TIGER / an ember that grows to a fire / and we’re climbing to the greatest heights / the world can’t stop us now / they try to bring us down BUT WE JUST BURN BRIGHTER!

                                 POKEMON / TRAINER AU SIDEBLOGS                                              FEATURING MUSES FROM                  KUBO AND THE TWO STRINGS  & LE PETIT PRINCE

                 kcrtanakid                                                 hiddcnwishes                  penned by neon                                                  penned by laamb / morgan                       bio | guide                                                                    bio | guide           follows back at inkkspirit                                 follows back at childrenofspirit

                                                             lyrics from “run wild” by laney jones.

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     “ I’M STILL NOT SURE THIS’LL WORK ... ” Despite seeing a living, breathing ARCHEN play the trumpet and KABUTO swimming in a local AQUARUM? Still not convinced. Still he holds the SAIL FOSSIL proudly in his arms, raising up so that it might bask in Alola’s warmth. According to the salesman who had swayed him into purchasing the rock, there was a travelling man who currently had his trailer parked on ULA’ULA, restoring fossils to willing trainers. The fact that there was no apparent fee made that seem bogus.

     “ THIRTY YEARS AGO it costed a lot of money to get fossils restored, because they required tech we weren’t familiar with yet. You’d only find those pokemon in really big, expensive aquariums. Didju’ know that? I read that in an aquarium. ” // @hiddcnwishes

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 @hiddcnwishes​ // x

      HE HAD BEEN SLEEPING SOUNDLY for a while -- unbeknownst, with THUNDER resting under his arm. It was something completely involuntary -- Thunder made a habit of sneaking out of his pokeball to guard the child at night while he slept, and Kubo, while tossing in his sleep, would eventually hug his arm around the bug-type, not knowing who it was or what he was even doing.

      Flitting wings tickle his nose and disturb him. THUNDER was already awake -- by what, Kubo had yet to find out. He just feels his nose itch and realizes that there was something tucked beneath his arm. The vikavolt’s cover is blown -- but then again, this isn’t the first time Kubo has woken up to see his guardian in his face.

      The twelve year-old sits up, flashing a tiny glare at Thunder for waking him, and that’s when he hears the small sniffles and whimpers that had stirred the lightning beetle in the first place. In the bed next to his, the PRINCE was sobbing, crying out little snippets of words. 

    There is only one instance where he can recall this occurring with his mother -- when Kubo was seven years old, and he stumbled into his mother’s bedroom after awakening from a nightmare of his own to find her shaking, and mumbling desperate pleas in her sleep. They ended up comforting one another that night.

    LIKE SARIATU HAD DONE BEFORE, the Prince was dreaming. Probably having a nightmare, in fact. Kubo stares for a moment, blinking away the drowsiness before he realizes that, yes indeed, his friend was sobbing. “ Prince ... PRINCE! Wake up, you’re dreaming! ” He shoves away the covers of his own bed to rush to his companion’s side.

      THUNDER observes the scene from his place on Kubo’s bed, watching stoically.

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⭐ for hiddcnwishes~

𝗙𝗼𝗿 𝗲𝗮𝗰𝗵 “⭐️” 𝗜 𝗴𝗲𝘁, 𝗜’𝗹𝗹 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝗮 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗰𝗮𝗻𝗼𝗻 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗺𝘂𝘀𝗲𝘀. | accepting

    PRINCE IS THE BLUE ONI TO KUBO’S RED ONI. Kubo is prone to doing things on a whim, and his bravery balances between heroic and just plain reckless. He’s impulsive and witty, but doesn’t always think before getting into deep trouble ( Hence, he lands himself on the spot. )

     The Prince on the other hand, is the mom-friend™ of the duo. He’s calmer, and tries to think through situations and consider possible outcomes before he gets too deep into them. However, he usually is not the first person to take initiative in serious battles, leaving the combat and defense for Kubo to handle. He’s the latter’s impulse control. Also we can’t forget the fact that this kid is on it whenever someone in the squad™ is hurt. // @hiddcnwishes