#truesthue

[exherited-blog]

◎ do you love venice? if so, why?

One of the only things I’ll gladly admit tae is that I do indeed love Venice – she’s always there fer me when I need ‘er and even when I dinnae think I need anyone around she always makes things better. And she’s saved me life countless times… the only reason this ‘eart’s still beatin’ is cause o’ her.

[drakkarmins-blog]

when astryd meets inga for the first time she's so starstruck she just kinda mumbles and mutters words tho she always keeps her cool BUT THEN the first time she meets lily she's like so overjoyed and happy and just RLY RLY ecstatic that she wants to cry but she doesn't because of her tough af reputation and nix kinda just wonders what happened to the tough girl

Post the CUTEST Headcanons you can think for my muse. If they’re adorable enough, I’ll make them canon!

Y E S. nixon is a perpetually confused dad daddy-ing through life. #i will never understand women or girls 

[dearbacchus-blog]

GAGGING ENDLESSLY, FLIRTING FROM JANS TO ASTRYD

Send ღ for my muse to flirt with yours.

“Do you know what you sound like when you put your foot in your mouth?” Astryd unabashedly interrogates, head canting curiously as she nurses a mug of coffee gone lukewarm. “Do you ever hear yourself, Jans Joakim?”

He takes a strung-out draw from his cigarette, indulging her with a silence that invites her to continue. His other hand guards the rims of a scotch glass as a goalkeeper would the perimeters of  his net. Defeated, she settles back against her seat, reading clear indifference in his body language. Jans caring for once would have been a real sight to behold — and now doesn’t seem to be that pivotal moment in history.

“Among everyone I know, nobody speaks their mind the way you do. But when they do,” she clicks a well-manicured nail against the wooden table to push her point. “They expect consequences, afraid they’ll give themselves away.”

Clearing his throat as though to center her attention on him, he dangles his smoke above a ceramic ashtray, tapping out the ashes. “Not exactly everyone you know.”

“Clearly,” she murmurs in return, before gathering herself and reclining against her chair coolly, catching a thumbnail between her teeth. Something about the gesture tells Jans she doesn’t entirely appreciate the prompt, lopsided smirk that accompanies his quiet chuckle to follow.

“Why? Afraid you’ll give yourself away just from being kissed up to a little?” He returns purely, shrouding himself in a thick puff of smoke. “You’re easy on the eyes. Not exactly the first time you’ve taken it from me. Look, you’re acting meek, like you don’t hear that from everyone all the time. Can’t fool my memory, even if we weren’t on the best of terms as kids.”

“This, coming from the one who claims he isn’t ‘everyone I know’?” She fights back, perhaps a little too hastily to defend her own position. “Easy, boy. Getting a little tipsy, aren’t we? See here. You’re extremely lucky it’s me sitting before you, and not some starstruck admirer of yours. But you’ve got another thing coming, if you assume I’ll take responsibility for your impaired thinking.”

“Touché,” Jans surrenders victoriously. “There’s my girl.”

[fossilfueledroark]

truesthue replied to your post: "It just slipped out."

OMG ROARK MARRY ME ACTUALLY

“A marriage confession?! Aha-- That should show them. Who’s the most eligible bachelor in Sinnoh? Not that blondie Volkner or Riley or that one bookworm. It was me all along yeah!” 

[exherited-blog]

OH GOD MY FIRST IMPRESSION OF IRL!EJ U SHALL NOT BE FOUND OUT BUT MY FIRST IMPRESSION OF RP!EJ IS THAT WOW???? EJ IS SO AMAZING?? SO TALENTED AND DEVOTED?? HOW DO SCOTTISH???/ srsly u take on his character so so well and with the lil details u put like his accent and u NAIL IT every single time

(( AYE THANKYE!!! That means a lot to me... All these compliments :’) ))

[porcelainpsychic]

kitty, to me, from the very start felt very motherly?? idk why, maybe because of age or maturity but kitty always made me feel all soft and cuddly and made me want to nestle up against somth soft and lay there and kitty's always been cute and sweet and so nice to everyone!!!! ily <3

asdfghjkl; jesus mary and joseph Tassy! I’m hella flattered and just thank you so much! :’D you hella cutie youuu. Ily2<3

[exherited-blog]

♀☎

♀ – Alexandra, Jamie, Juniper

☎ – (( to the Virbank City Council, to complain about the horde of Murkrow that keep coming back and sitting on his phone line so he can’t make any calls. That same Murkrow horde cut off the call just as they were about to take Skippy off hold – what a travesty. ))

[exherited-blog]

♫ for von von venice

Django Django // Life We Know

Catch a glimpse of your face in the mirrorDon’t recognize, but I know we were closer thanThe life we knowThe life we knowTake the views from a place unfamiliarAnd visualize everything even better thanThe life we knowThe life we know

The bus rattles and shakes, spitting grey exhaust out of its pipes as it remains stalled at the busy traffic intersection. The windows are dirty enough for Skippy to view his own reflection in the panes. The image is blurry and out of focus, but in the bigger scheme of things, he likes what he sees. The blue-haired head leaning on his shoulder reminds him that leaving everything behind in Virbank City had been worth it – anything was worth it if it meant being able to live a life with her. As Venice continues to sleep soundly, Skippy allows himself a small smile and settles back into the threadbare cushions, letting his mind drift away and carry him slowly into the realm of dreamless sleep.

Struck a chord and we tried to rememberWhen we were far overseas finding shelter fromThe life we knowAnd the views that we found last foreverJust like the memories that brought us together inThe life we knowThe life we know

It had been a long time since they’d first met, but it had taken them this long to truly find each other. They had had encounter after encounter on one mission or another, whether it was Venice on an assignment for Team Magma or Skippy scoping out locations for his own gang. But somehow, their paths had never truly crossed until that one fateful night, when she’d found him hanging on to life by a thread in a dark alleyway. And Skippy believes he speaks for both of them when he says that saving him there and then could have been the best thing that happened to both of them.

Draw the outline of your past lifeSketching visions with your dark eyesAll decisions that we’re takingHave consequences still replayingPremonitions of the next lifeIf you don’t like it we can rewindThere’s a rip in time, continue going through itAnd leads us all into oblivion

Skippy knows that running away from his old life won’t simply delete his past. There are still numerous loose ends that he has yet to tie up, although there were many, many more when he’d first started preparing to leave. But his mind is already looking to the future. I’ll deal with the past when it comes back for me, he thinks. I’ll be ready for it. I’ve got everything I’ve ever wanted now – nothing and nobody can get in my way now, not if they tried.

The bus jerks to a halt, and Skippy gently shakes Venice awake. They step off the shaking vehicle onto smooth grey-blue tiles of shale. The air smells of sea salt as a cool ocean breeze blows. Distant cries of Wingull and Pelipper are just audible over the crash of waves on the shore and the voices of marketplace vendors selling their wares. Skippy puts an arm around Venice as they make their way into Slateport City together, as ready as they’ll ever be to start anew. Even though this is foreign territory to Skippy, and the region itself is uncharted territory, he can’t help but feel that he is home at last.