A3 omfg
Who’s going to tell her…?
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A3 omfg
Who’s going to tell her…?
'um, excuse me,' her voice is soft and lilting as she approaches the stranger, sweet smile already in place upon sugar spun lips. 'do you mind if i join you?' she asks, even though she's already taking a seat on the empty side of the bench he's sitting on. 'um, if you don't mind me saying so, you look a little down. i went and got myself a little strawberry shortcake, but it looks like it's too much for me- if you'd like, how about we split it? it's a perfect pick me up, i promise!'
“You’re already --” his gaze had lifted to the girl when she spoke, only to find she was already settling in. Proton sighed; he was too tired to be cross with her for it. It bothered him that it was so obvious something was weighing on him - and he supposed he was down. He pinched the bridge of his nose, and breathed another sigh. “... do what you want.”
He had just lowered his head when she spoke again. He tried to scowl, wondering if she was pitying him, only to sigh again when he saw her face. If sunshine could take human form... this girl had to come pretty close. “Fine.” Grumpily, he picked up a fork and stabbed the damned, fluffy cake and took an aggressive bite. Since she was offering, he may as well.
... It sure was good, though. Now that he was thinking about it, he wasn’t certain he’d ever tried cake before. “Well... thanks,” he muttered.
Love >:3c
Put a word in my inbox and I will define it in terms of my muse. ll Not accepting
Love
(n) Baby don’t hurt me
(n) Don’t hurt me
(n) No more
be more careful, he thinks to himself, helping her up with both hands clasped onto hers. these monsters didn’t travel in army sized hordes, a handful at a time possibly, but that didn’t mean they were any less CAPABLE of killing someone. especially when they ambush like cowards, jumping out at their targets from behind for a free hit. it’s infuriating.
but, they’re gone, for now. until that moon rises & brings their claws & fangs back for more terror & bloodshed. no matter how many times they’ll come back, he’ll strike them down.
....for now, though, he’s helping luka back onto her horse. it’s no less than a miracle she hadn’t gotten too injured when the steed was SPOOKED by the enemies, thrown off into a bunch of bushes, leaving him to jump off his own & strike them down. the warrior offers her a gentle smile, his expression practically screaming out concern.
@rebursting ♥’d !
hey fuck u for putting this pineapple shit on my dash
How about some anchovies instead?
@rebursting
“... Luka,” he said, careful not to sound reprimanding, “That’s -- that’s not how you treat a cleffa.”
The cleffa, was in fact, neither of their pokémon. It belonged to a researcher, who had lent it in the name of ... producing a future generation of trainers that ... something something he didn’t remember, because researchers spoke too much, too fast.
Luka didn’t strike him as future generation, though. She was his age, wasn’t she?
“They’re hardier than togepi, but that doesn’t mean you should squeeze them if they’re upset.”
starter call - @rebursting
★ ❝ Pardon me... But could I offer you a free sample from my berry shop? This Valentines Day I made special treats for Pokemon in the shape of a heart...❞
“ they’re called ultra beasts -- monsters from other dimensions ... i was asked to find & catch them before i left alola. “ they remember them all being scared to a degree, & they don’t fault them for that in the least, having experienced their own time in a different dimension. “ xurkitree, an electric type. “ / @rebursting ♥’d