#imperialshipping

[diachirin-0]

[twildflower]

[lunetic-pinecone]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

I posted two chapters today! my rarepair will see the light of day!

Summary:

A story of a stranger world. Gold's encounter with Arceus led to him being entrusted with a sacred task. The promise of eternal life. Reunite the shards. There unfolds the twisted fate of his seniors, a hidden world where Pokémon speak, and the secret of the Viridian Healers.

(A boy who grew up happily under the sun was pulled into the realm beyond its light. A bystander was pulled into a twisted fate by ancient eyes. And an idol of an era was bound to two halves of a piece by his blood. And more, and more, and more.)

[milqtea]

green: you're making me claustrophobic

gold: what does claustrophobic mean?

red: it means he's afraid of santa claus

green: no it doesn't!

gold: HO HO HO

red: stop it gold! you're scaring him!

[incorrect-pokespe-quotes]

Gold, flirtatiously: Have you ever been with a man?

Green: The only thing I’ve been with a man is annoyed.

[seniichi]

Rivals

Summary: Red and Gold like Green.That would be fine, Green thinks, if they didn’t constantly try to upstage each other in trying to woo him. He was too busy for this shit. Duo Nameless and Imperial/Inspirational as part of a gift montage for a certain @murdeirin.

Note: If you like my work, please consider donating to my Ko-Fi account - Seniichi.

Green doesn’t quite realize it at first. He chalks up Red’s mysterious return from the mountain as Gold’s doing, which isn’t entirely wrong... just, not the whole story. Gold had dragged his brother down, sure, that was all fine and dandy. But he started cottoning on a few months down the road, when the boys had started actively flirting with him.

(Yes. It took two months. He was usually quicker on the uptake, but really, his self-esteem could not have been lower right then, and he’d been busy with challengers.)

Silver had taken one look at them, snorted, and laughed at Green when his - protege? apprentice? Silver was no replacement, that was for sure. - his student had brought up the subject.

(He was only running on ten hours of sleep that week. Shut up.)

He thinks it’s cute. It’s probably a passing fad, Gold would turn his eyes onto someone more - ehhh. He couldn’t say achievable - Green wasn’t really the best he could get, after all - closer in his age. That was better. More socially acceptable, at least.

It didn’t, obviously. It started small. He’d find flowers on his desk - random shrubbery from Red, but actual flowers from Gold. He’d walk down from his catnap - or sixteen hour binge depending on what day of the week and how much his paperwork had spawned - from his office with actual food for lunch instead of ramen and/or whatever cereal he’d scrounged up for the day.

It started getting annoying when they began to fight each other over every little thing. He has more food than his fridge could hold, and he knew that they were gloating behind his back whenever he picked one of their special handmade bento, made just for him. Really, he should have put a stop to it, but it was kind of nice to have food in his fridge for once, rather than whatever quick-fix or takeout he ended up getting.

He really, really liked food.

But it got way out of hand when Green had to break up a fight between them that had Silver worried about property damage.

This was the kid who helped him build the damn place - if he was worried, so was Green.

“Okay.” Green says at last, pacing between two shame-faced idiots. “This has gone on long enough.” He glares at them both, and they have the grace look sheepish and apologetic. “It was almost cute when it started, but now? It’s getting annoying.“ He plants his hands on his hips, expression irritated as they shuffle guiltily in their seats.

“Sorry...” Gold sounds apologetic, but he knows without even looking that he’s glaring at Red.

“You should be,“ Green snaps, and they both flinch at his tone. “You took out power in the entire block - do you have any idea how much of a nightmare it could have been if the hospital wasn’t on a separate power grid?“ They look down even more, drooping in their seats. “This dick swinging contest is going to end.“ Both boys choke at his words, and he crosses his arms, expression brooking no argument. “I don’t want to hear it, you two nearly cost me my job.” Lance had not been happy to hear what had happened, and if Green hadn’t reassured his boss that he was going to deal with it, he would have been in so much more trouble.

“As much as I’d love to kick you out, you two are still going to fight over this unless I make a decision.” Both boys have the gall to look hopeful, and he remorselessly slaps it down, not even flinching at the droop of their shoulders. “I expect a date out of both of you. You’re going to book a day with my secretary, and you’re going to take me out for what you think I’d like. And whoever wins, wins. I want no arguing, no attempts to ‘win’ me over, nothing. I am not putting up with more property damage.”

Was he being petty, making both social disasters attempt a genuine social situation? Absolutely. Was it satisfying? Yes.

At least he would get two free meals out of it. Maybe.

It was hard to tell with these two.

[demetxri]

proud parents y/y? that is most definitely an eevee egg

[diachirin-0]

Some hibiguri doodles