strongest there is

In this vast world, there are many kinds of Pokémon. They come in many types. Should you raise different types? Or will you only raise Pokémon of a certain type you like? I wonder what you think, as a Pokémon Trainer?

[lovestruckmoon]

i made this google doc with as many resources i could find relating to the BLM movement if anyone wants to use it! feel free to edit and add your own additions <3

[tm51]

i know that, but, honey, are you safe?

                                   when wallace called steven that night, steven was falling asleep, but woke up at the chance to talk to wallace. he’d been away for a few days and had missed wallace since he left. he was excitedly talking to wallace about everything he’d found while excavating, even stuff he’d already told him. he only stopped when wallace interrupted him.

                                    “ --- oh, sorry, right, yes, i’m fine. ” he stopped himself, blushing a bit as he’d been caught in his habit of rambling. steven smiled softly, though, getting more comfortable in bed. it was nice to hear wallace’s voice ( wallace always spoke to him with so much love ). if he closed his eyes, he could imagine wallace was in bed with him. “ what about you? you should go to bed soon. i can read you a bedtime story. ”

[tm51]

welcome home.

                                    ever since steven returned home from his soul-searching journey, even steven’s archaeological expeditions were never that long. steven couldn’t bare to be away from wallace for long anymore. in his journey for inner strength and to see the world, a journey he thought he had to take alone, he found that he didn’t want to do it alone. he wanted to do it with wallace.

                                    he cut his latest venture short because he missed wallace. there was so much left he could’ve explored, and a few years ago he would’ve stayed, but his heart was calling him to his love. steven couldn’t say that out loud, though. he’d sooner die of embarrassment.

                                    “ i’m home. ” steven grinned, puffing out his chest a bit. “ did you miss me? ”

[yuneu]

i see a lot of my black mutuals in pain and struggling mentally lately so if any of you need it here's a post of mental health resources made by a black woman specifically for black people struggling right now... i love you all so much please take care of yourselves

[tm51]

you’re shaking. let me get you a glass of water.

                                     the last time steven had had a panic attack was when he was a child. he was in class and the other kids were being loud, and that day steven just couldn’t focus at all, his mind everywhere at once and the teacher kept trying to get everyone to pay attention but they just kept talking, and steven ended up at the nurse’s office, with only vague memories of what happened. his dad took him to a counselor after that, and steven learned how to cope when his feelings and surroundings became too much for him. steven had felt twinges come up before, hints of the anxiety that always lingered in him, but he hadn’t had a real panic attack in years. 

                                      he could identify that this was a panic attack, but he didn’t know what to do. he couldn’t even begin think about what to do, could only think about those moments where he was helpless as hoenn was about to come to its end, the only thing the champion of the hoenn region could do was watch and keep his face as calm as possible as a child took on an adult’s responsibility. his responsibility. he couldn’t do anything, he was a witness to the world’s end and he couldn’t do anything. haruka could’ve died. she was only twelve. wallace could’ve died. his father was counting on him, and he would’ve had to hear that his only son died, that’s if his father would’ve survived at all--

                                       “ -- wh - what? ” his voice was shaky and cracked as he replied. he couldn’t even control his tone. steven didn’t even process what wallace said. all he could see was wallace’s back starting to move away from him, and he stumbled, reaching a shaky hand out --- “ no, don’t go --- ”

[bunchamemes]

THE GOSPEL OF WINTER | STARTERS send a prompt or send ✉ for a random starter. triggers apply.

i know that, but, honey, are you safe?

we all need a little looking after once in a while.

i’m taking you home.

you’re shaking. let me get you a glass of water.

are you in a lot of pain?

just please take care of yourself.

it’s not a big deal.

i’m so proud of you. 

nobody wants to feel abandoned.

what happened? i heard a crash.

you can tell me what happened, honey.

this is what’s best for you.

i’m just fucked up. okay? 

you scared the hell out of me.

protect yourself.

how are you holding up?

i need your help.

you can sleep here tonight.   

i want you to search deep in your heart and ask yourself if you want to hurt anyone.

are you saying you care about me?

please don’t make me leave.

you know that. you know that better than anyone.    

welcome home.

shut up. stop talking.

fuck that.

i’m a mess, man.

you knew and kept it a secret from us?

please stop bothering me.

i am about to tell you a story that is going to hurt.

just stay put here today. got it?

i want to be left alone.

don’t speak to anybody.

it’s freezing out here.

we should get you to the hospital right now.

come on. it can’t be that bad.

you missed a lot.

why do i have to talk about anything?

[tm51]

well...i hope that you, wallace, will be behind me to lend a hand.

i bow to the whims of the pampered heir. i, wallace, will do this thing you wish.

wallace + steven from pokemon oras -- written by theo and sky

-- art credit

[milotinite-blog]

@tm51​ said: [ dance ]

nonverbal memes / ACCEPTING!

wallace loved to dance with steven. he loved to do anything with him, really. they didn’t even need music. they danced despite the silence, and moved in perfect sync with one another. “you’re not stepping on my feet this time. i’m proud of you, darling.” they teased him, a sly smile on their lips. steven only messed up one time in the past, but wallace would always poke fun at him for it. it was hard not to. but he knew his husband was a good dancer otherwise.

the longer they danced, the more it devolved into them just swaying. by that point, wallace had his head resting on steven’s shoulder. he could stay like this forever.

[tm51]

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[megatiaras]

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