#lvsamine

[gnzma]

@lvsamine

[ oh no ]

The rain seemed much more violent than usual. Maybe it was just his impression, maybe Tapu Bulu wanted to make his already awful mood much worse -- but, that day, Guzma barely noticed that. Heavy drops hit his head and back as he leaned on the wall outside Po Town, trying to keep his mind busy. He knew he shouldn't have accepted to meet with her, but he knew better. You can't say no to Miss Prez.

He. Can't say no to her. Even after all this time, even after what she made go through, even as their last encounter ended in a disaster. The fact that he managed to put his foot down and make her go to him ( a cheap way to feel a little safer, as if he truly believed that, if she took a step too far, he would've been able to just get inside and keep her out ) was already a miracle, considering that, once she finally showed up, he could barely find the right words for a few seconds.

Once again, the big bad wolf of Alola was turned into a shivering puppy, his voice insecure and almost forced, his eyes leaving the ground only when she admitted she just wanted to see him, widened in surprise. In pain.

No no no no. This isn't happening again. She isn't going to- He isn't going to fall for it again. Right?

...oh, but it's so hard to say no...

"...Is-"

He almost choked in his own voice. Scarred hands found their way to his pockets, his eyes once again lowered. Guzma was trying his best to seem relaxed.

He wasn't doing a good job at it.

"Is this why-- why you decided to help Ree?" a pause "...my- The young grunt. The blond one.

I... dont' get it, miss Prez. Really."

It was a trap. Obviously so. Last time they met, she called him disgusting -- he knows better than trusting her words, as sweet as they could be.

Yet he stands there. Tense. Obedient.

[mnstcrbnll]

"WHITE WOMAN JUMPSCARE"

[chounaifu]

@lvsamine continued from x

Alolan summer was impossibly brutal, much the same as the way the sun baked the streets of Saffron and Celadon back at home; it never prevented Proton from wearing that trendy Kantonian street wear, however, blacked out with that baggy, long sleeved jacket. Despite of the lack of Rocket’s official presence in the Alolan archipelago, there was no reason to risk being identified, and the irezumi inked into his arm was damning evidence.

He was here for work, after all, and intended on leaving the region with a body in a bag.

But, for the sake of appearing sane and contained, he’s extending general manners to the woman lingering nearby, those teal eyes glancing over as he nods with appreciation. Permission granted— albeit, he had intended on lighting up regardless of her blessing! It made for, oh, what was it, good manners to ask anyway.

“Eh?” Proton takes another glance as the flame licks the end of cigarette. He inhales, smoke curling out of nostrils on the exhale when he’s asked if he could spare just one. Why not. Proton’s lips turn up into a sly smirk, before those pointy teeth are revealed in a grin.

And so there he is, Rocket’s serpent of a man offering out the djarum black cigarette, lighter flicked once more to offer up the vice’s spark.

“Sure. I won’t get in trouble for loitering if both of us are smoking. 🎶 “ It’s a joke, and he snickers as he returns to leaning against the side of the building. “Second one’s gonna cost you though, isn’t cheap on this island, swear they’re charging me some kind of oxygen tax.”

[mothermeta]

@lvsamine hey bestie. 💕

[haematophiliac-moved]

@lvsamine​ appeared:

Was she really gonna do this? Lusamine had accepted his number, yes but that didn’t mean she was actually gonna text him... Or, so she thought. Here she was, with an unusually clear schedule, and just bored enough to actually go through with it.

No harm, right?

► Good evening, Jax. I trust that you’ve been well. Are you, perhaps, available sometime within the next few days? I have some spare time, and I thought I might take you up on your previous offer. [√]

► If you’re still interested, that is. [√]

     A long day wandering around without much to do had left Jax feeling rather weary and bored, finally enticing him into the king sized bed he had recently become so attached to. But the idea wasn’t to sleep. It was just to relax and let his aching bones get some rest. So, almost asleep for once, he was jolted awake by his phone buzzing on the nightstand. It was strange to get so relaxed he almost fell asleep and he has to rub his eyes several times before grabbing the phone.

     He opens the message from the unknown number, eyes scanning the contents and it easily clicks who it is.

     [Text ► Unknown number]: This is a nice surprise. My schedule is free for a week or so, and I cannot say my interest has passed. Do you have anything in mind other than a drink? A place you wish to go for such perhaps?

     [Text ► Lusamine]: And do not think I am letting you get away with paying for your own drinks. My treat.

[unimpressivethief]

@lvsamine continued from x

He couldn’t get her out of his mind.

It was a one night stand but yet there was just something about her that just drew him in.

What were the chances of them crossing paths again? She was clearly some high class lady and he was just some punk. Even still he wanted to touch her again. Be in her embrace. He didn’t even need the sex, he just wanted to learn about her. Be around her. Wishful thinking. She probably had men lining up for her. All worth more than him.

He was pulled out of his mopping by the sight of blonde hair.

No way…

No, no way....

It couldn’t be her!

He pushed through the crowd to get a good look at the mysterious woman just as she started heading into an alley. Shit. Isn’t that the alley guarded by Poochyena? She could get hurt! He was glad he chased after her because he was right. There was the wild Poochyena. He had just enough time to push her away before one clamped down on his arm. ❝ Fuck! ❞ At least he managed to shield himself from getting bit anywhere else. But the mutt was really shredding up his arm. He forgot how sharp their teeth were. His free hand was trying to tug the thing off, which wasn’t working so well. It just made the Pokemon clamp down harder. There was a nice bit of blood splatter under him. It wasn’t until the Bewere showed up that it finally let go and retreated with it’s pack.

He let out a breath, lowering himself to his knees as he gripped his arm. He really hoped this didn’t need stitches. His eyes lifted to meet emerald eyes. It really was her. For a moment the pain didn’t matter. ❝ I… Uh, I didn’t want you to get hurt. ❞ He finally answered, pulled out of his trance when she started pressing tissues on the wound. He still couldn’t pull his eyes off her. ❝ Man, you’re just as breathtakin’ as you were that night. ❞ He accidentally said out loud, his face turning a bit pink but it was the truth.

He just barely caught her words as she muttered them, ❝ No need… It was worth it to see you again. ❞

[renaissanceduroi-archive]

starter for @lvsamine

An afternoon immersed in the shopping district is such a pleasant reprieve from the stressors of life. And having someone on his arm as they explore makes it exponentially more enjoyable.

He knows Lusamine certainly isn't poor, but Lysandre wants to treat her nonetheless. He hope she isn't offended by it... no, he's sure she will revel in being spoiled.

"Where would you like to go, hm? Clothing? Jewelry? Shoes?" Lysandre gently rubs her arm with his fingers. "I want to spoil you with anything you can imagine."

[haematophiliac-a2]

⯈ Revenge?

@lvsamine​​

     "Quite harsh words from somebody who looks so... serene. Delicate even. Do not take these words as negative for one can get very far appearing as such. I would not think you the type to get back at anybody.” He says in such a casual manner, leaning against the wall and staring off into the distance. 

     “Who on earth would wrong you for them to make you upset, hypothetically speaking?”