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[first meeting]
A cause for celebration
“...She’s going to be a Queen soon. She has much more important people to dance with than her bodyguard. His suitors, for example” Lillie pouts as she hears her brother’s answer, rolling her eyes at his obliviousness. “That’s what you say, but it doesn’t look like she has any interest in dancing with her ‘suitors’. She pauses on their stroll, grabbing his chin with her free hand and forcing him to turn around in Selene’s direction. “If you ask me, it looks like she’s waiting for a particular someone to ask her out” “Well Lord Illima almost convinced her last ti-” “I meant you, brother” Lillie finally states with annoyance “She’s already rejected every other man at this party, yet she’s still looking in the dancefloor’s direction with a longing smile…”
Lonashipping week Day 4: Celebration
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Lonashipping week Day 3: Only Friends
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Pokemon Sun and Moon | Gladion x Moon | T rated | Whump, Angst, Hurt & Comfort
Summary: It’s been a week since Moon vanished into the Ultra Wormhole. Three days since Lunala returned without her. Far too long since they'd last talked.
And in the shadows, the dangers that lurk are not just monsters, but also the feelings they had cast aside.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Pokemon Sun and Moon | Gladion x Moon | T rated | Whump, Angst, Hurt & Comfort
Summary: It’s been a week since Moon vanished into the Ultra Wormhole. Three days since Lunala returned without her. Far too long since they'd last talked.
And in the shadows, the dangers that lurk are not just monsters, but also the feelings they had cast aside.
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It’s just like any other day.
The setting sun shines from his window, the last vestiges of light sinking underneath the ocean. The Pikipek and Wingull chirp loudly as they fly through the air. The sea breeze carries the scent of the salt, lingering on his tongue. The sound of waves is rhythmic as they crash against the shore.
It’s just like any other day, bright and happy and safe in beautiful Alola.
But Moon hasn’t come home.
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Pokemon Sun and Moon | Gladion x Moon | T rated | Whump, Angst, Hurt & Comfort
Summary: It’s been a week since Moon vanished into the Ultra Wormhole. Three days since Lunala returned without her. Far too long since they'd last talked.
And in the shadows, the dangers that lurk are not just monsters, but also the feelings they had cast aside.
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The days are different with Moon by his side.
It’s as if the whole world is brighter. More alive.
When Gladion wakes up, he smiles at the sight of dark hair next to him. Of pale arms, winding through the sheets. The sound of her calm breathing, no longer haunted by nightmares, lulling him out of slumber.
He kisses her sometimes, featherlight so as not to disturb her rest. His heart warms when he sees the blissful smile curling on her face, hears her happy little sighs. He lingers until she wakes, when gray eyes open and fall on him with unrestrained adoration.
And when he takes her hand in the evenings, when he hears Moon ramble on about her day, he treasures every moment of it. Her lilting laughter, her bright grin. The warm trust in her eyes when she squeezes his hand.
The nightmares fade. The scars heal.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Pokemon Sun and Moon | Gladion x Moon | T rated | Whump, Angst, Hurt & Comfort
Summary: It’s been a week since Moon vanished into the Ultra Wormhole. Three days since Lunala returned without her. Far too long since they'd last talked.
And in the shadows, the dangers that lurk are not just monsters, but also the feelings they had cast aside.
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Moon suspects , but she doesn’t want to push. Doesn’t want to scare him even further than he already is, with his hands shaking every time he touches her. Yet he reaches out to her more and more these days, as if to make sure she’s really there.
And she is, most of the time. Enjoying the way the sunlight warms her face, the salty breeze brushing against her skin. Soaking in the warmth of Alola; the people and the land she loves so much. It buoys her heart, made fonder by their absence when she was under the Nihilego’s thrall.
But sometimes, when it’s night out and the shadows are longer, darker, she feels the slide of tendrils against scarred skin, the jolt of poison that lingers in her thoughts. The shiver of that blissful dark, where she was nothing and felt everything at the same time. And it’s those nightmares that keep her awake at night until Decidueye snuggles at her side, warm wings wrapping her up safe.
Gladion knows. He reaches for her hand when the shivers start, presses a steady palm against her shoulder when she jumps at the shadows. He stays with her from the dusk til the deep night, when he walks her back from Lanakila to her mother’s house and doesn’t leave until she’s safely ensconced inside.
And every time he leaves, his smile is faintly sad. His shoulders slump as he backs away, unaware she watches from her window. He doesn’t run away.
Only Friends
“I’m not as strong as everyone thinks I am” She pauses to wipe the last tear that comes out of the corner of her eyes, and it’s only then that Gladion realizes she’s wearing eyeliner (or was at least, since her tears have already smudged most of the thin black line on the rim of her eyelids.) “Is it wrong for me to want to be called pretty?” She continues, curling her hands over her legs “It’s always ‘strong’ and ‘smart’ and ‘tenacious’ which is fine, I swear, I don’t have a problem with those compliments but sometimes-”
“You are pretty, Moon”
Her eyes open wide as her brain processes the words that came out of the blond’s mouth, and she instantly turns around to look at him, staring into his emerald eyes without finding a single hint of hesitation.
Not finding a single sign that he was joking.
Lonashipping week Day 3: Change
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Lonashipping week Day 2: Kiss me goodbye
Kiss me goodbye
“So you did come to see me leave” The blond speaks as soon as she’s close enough to hear it, and as soon as she hears his voice she swears her stomach fills with a million butterfrees “And for a moment there I thought you’d forgotten about-”
“I would never!”
Of course she would never.
How could she forget… When she had also planned for this to be the day she finally confessed her feelings to him?
Lonashipping week Day 2: Confidence
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