#spookyu

[yachas]

[solarlity-blog]

stares @ u.

            soft cries from his feet has gaze shifting down  /  past makeshift features  &  dirtied rags,  eyes specks within folds of muted yellow.   it’s reminiscence of children’s scrawls  &  back room musk,  eyes boring holes below rag doll head lolled at its side            OH !   what a sight,  fickle creature playing tricks on the eyes !   yet,  in that forsaken place,  it was truly alone ;   &  this too shares the same fate,   masquerading as something that brings love,  in hope.

            sneakers scuff against concrete dusted  &  legs crouch low,  lips quirked up into something welcome.   nothing deserves to be alone.

            ❛  hey there,  little fella.  ❜

[nulledheart-blog]

@spookyu Its 5am and I'm actually crying over these two already

[nulledheart-blog]

  @spookyu

   familiarity--- looking down at the creature he held, it brought a sense of something he knew far too well. loneliness. how long had this creature been left like this? afraid and alone, left to fend for itself in a world that deemed it unfit? mimikyu’s were a rarity, to see one was to encounter a curse, to behold a monster unlike Alola had ever witnessed. Alola had never met his mother...a woman so foul she made even the scariest of beings seem tame. to be cursed by such a beast would be a blessing on its part.                  ‘ you can talk?              hmph, you’ve got more surprises in you than i thought.               if it’s not bothersome, i’d like you to come with me. ‘  Null needed a friend that wasn’t just him, and he himself needed more companionship.   something familiar would do quite well. they would wreak havoc on those that dared to tower before them.                         ‘ what do you say? ‘