#resonatsu

[craniumaniac-moved]

【 @resonatsu . 】✘

          ❛❛ YO, GIRL!  Is that a fuckin’ VOLCARONA?! ❜❜ This girl has the Skull Boss’ dream Pokemon...

[solaafide-blog]

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      “    no, that was my fault. i’m in a rush, i didn’t realize i dropped it. so   ...   thanks.    “ somewhat awkwardly, a bit gingerly would he extend a hand, an unspoken apology somewhere on the tip of his tongue but it died out as quickly as it came. instead, he’ll settle for a nod and a feeling that she would pick the apology up without words needing to be said. ( though further investigation needed to be done, and he had places to be   ---   a worried glance was cast behind his shoulder in thought. )

[binarycolours]

@resonatsu

A map lay spread on the table between them. A red circle marked a portion of the western forest, with various pins stuck in the paper leading towards the highlighted destination. A collection of notes sat on the left, while a blurry photo of a large furry bipedal creature in motion glancing over its shoulder at the photographer sat on the right.

“What do you mean this is a waste of my time?”

[casteliart]

% woaho

gimme a sec, my phone is buzzing ( accepting. )

% for a curious text

[cardcaptis-blog]

                   ❝ i think i dropped kero - chan sometime awhile back and i haven’t                                        found him ... what if someone else picked him up ! ❞

                                                              @resonatsu ：sc !

[aspearbarry]

@resonatsu

Pokemon center cafeterias were a lot like school ones. No one really knew where to sit unless they’d been there for awhile, the food served was never as good as you thought it would be, but it always had something a brown bag lunch didn’t that you wanted. 

Today that was a brownie. A sweet, gooey, made with love brownie....

“Hey, um.” Barry started, holding a tad too tight to his Lunchable. “If I gave you both my cookies, you think I could get your brownie? Or even half?”

[crimtale-blog]

[ in retrospect, he should’ve known that this was a bad idea. he’s in unova of all places where the language is predominantly english -- a mistake in itself considering he hardly knows a lick to get him by conversation wise. reading was fine so long as it kept to the basics, but it was still poor just along with his writing. just when was he get himself in gear to actually learn? he can’t be a researcher who travels region to region, only to be stopped by language barriers.

so here he is in a library ( nacrene city if he remembers correctly? ), eyes on the spines of some of the books. a sigh leaves him, soft and subtle as he gently pulls the book back by a gloved finger to free it from the others lined up in the shelf, eyebrows knitting as he pops the book open. of course he’s able to only pick up only a few words -- not enough to get a grasp on the overall idea due to the complex sentence structure.

fuck. were there any other simpler books to navigate through? 

his silver eyes are downcast in a sense of loss before he lifts them to flicker upon the few souls that were in there, only to land upon someone that seems to know her way around here. would he even be able to communicate with her? 

guess there’s only one way to find out. he shuts the book closed before he walks over to her in few steps, body language completely awkward as he opens his mouth -- ]

help. i need... help. [ the words tumble heavy with an accent, hoping she was able to be able to understand that bit. ]

@resonatsu !

[luminaclipse-blog]

          scuba divers  &&  swimmers aren’t rare sights in the region, in fact they’re practically everywhere if you even so much as glance at the water. one to keep their attention off the abundance of people they come across, turning their back to the water after recalling lapras is more than expected, the canine zygarde free to run around the sandy beach freely again. 

          ... today, is turning out to not be their day. as the canine cell creation begins to bark  &&  bark,  &&  bark out at the water. begrudgingly, they turn, soon met with the realization that what - who - its barking to isn’t anything dangerous  ( as they would choose over this )  but just a person.    /    @resonatsu