#takatora.in

[hirearanseian]

@dokuhiime​ || spirit box

“There is not enough salt in the world for you to be turning that on right now.”

[hirearanseian]

@savageorchids​

“Ruolan-sama!” Takatora side-stepped through the throng of people, eager for a familiar face in the crowd of outsiders come to see the year’s changing leaves. That Ruolan was so close to Nōhime certainly bolstered those feelings. She was close with Takatora as well, for all that when they’d first met he’d been too shy to leave the safety of Nōhime’s shadow. “Did you have a pleasant trip?”

[hirearanseian]

Why don’tcha slide that Spiritomb on up north where it can be appreciated?

[hirearanseian]

@dokuhiime​

“Okay... You were after the Teddiursa, right?” At this point Takatora is sure both he and Hiina would be content with any prize, The Teddiursa was the one that drew Hiina’s eye, however, and by all the gods that was the one she was going to walk away with after so much grief and frustration.

Lampent followed the movements of his hand against the glass and phased into the machine. The doll rose as though suspended by its middle, limbs and head hanging down as it neared Takatora’s awaiting palm. It bumped against the glass.

In hindsight, he should have realized this would happen.

“...We could try one of your Pokémon?”

[hirearanseian]

Fun fact: if I say an npc’s name in the mirror three times they become a muse.