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#TYPEFAIRIE. ind. priv. sel. writing blog for PROFESSOR AUGUSTINE SYCAMORE of game freak's POKEMON franchise. HEAVILY based in POKEMON LEGENDS : Z-A. headcanon based. as researched by SILAS ( they/them , 25 , est. ) heavily affiliated / linked with @paxtown. please read rules under the cut before interacting.
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waves. didn't mean to disappear off the face of the earth but sometimes u just gotta fuck off into the void for ur mental health. been going thru an eds flare from hell so i am in a LOT of pain. also tweaked my pinned bc i am going by they/them pronouns exclusively now.
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ngl the sheer amount of Real Life Stress has been severely harshing my vibes and i've been hanging out on other blogs for the time being. sometimes fucking off into the void is good for your mental health what can i say. anyways, i'll slowly be coming back to this blog and to paxton bc i love my fucked up little family.
posting this kinda all across my blogs but uh. i'm in a weird emotional state at the moment, trying to deal with grief bc a coworker recently passed unexpectedly (there's so few of us back in the pharmacy so we're all pretty close) so i'm. i'm not doing very well on top of getting really sick over christmas and i'm STILL sick in fact. this isn't really me saying i'm on a hiatus of any flavor, it's just. kind of me explaining why i may have dropped off the face of the earth ooc-wise. i'm trying my best to still keep up conversations but it's. really hard atm. as always you can find me on discord, i don't make any promises abt my ability to hold any Extremely Deep conversations rn bc i kind of have limited emotional bandwith, but i'll be there most of the time.
'mon amour, tarragon keeps headbutting you.' as if to prove augustine's point, the gogoat makes a small sound and bumps its head against him once more. 'he usually only does that when i get stressed. is something bothering you ??'
L holds affection for this gogoat. Truly, he does, but the way Tarragon has been going after him ever since he’d started showing up to see Augustine more often, he’s sure this is all on purpose. Tarragon seems intent on tripping him. Or knocking his knees out from under him. Whatever method he uses, this gogoat wants him on the floor, likely for the transgressions of years past.
“I, well.” He is stressed over this. He wants Augustine’s pokémon to like him. “I believe he may recall…”
How is he supposed to word this? ‘Remember when I broke your heart and sent you into catastrophic depression via my supposed death? Your gogoat sure does.’
That seems inappropriate. He lets the statement hang unfinished as he keeps his eyes trained on Tarragon.
a brief pause. augustine looks to tarragon , who only bleats as if annoyed. it starts slow , a smile crossing his face. then , a single huffed out laugh. before long , augustine is laughing fully as tarragon tilts his head in confusion. but augustine himself can't stop laughing for a moment.
his gogoat is holding a grudge.
❛ i'm sorry , i don't mean to laugh. it's just ... ❜
he knows what l won't say out loud. & yes , tarragon is holding a grudge , not that augustine can blame him. at his lowest , tarragon had been there to make sure him & paxton took care of themselves , to steady augustine when he felt adrift. it's no wonder his gogoat feels the need to protect him from another heartbreak even now.
❛ he means well. & he'll get over himself eventually. he's just a bit protective. he did like you once , i'm sure he'll like you again. ❜
augustine makes me so fucking sad like what do you MEAN his academic field is a phenomenon he believes himself to be incapable of (he is, it just wasn't time yet) and yet the children he entrusted with the pokedex to go out into the world have no problems achieving it. what do you MEAN his son is the strongest mega evolution user in kalos and augustine himself can't even experience mega evolution himself. what do you MEAN a younger augustine's only hope for the future was that he would eventually be at peace with the man he'd become, only for that innocent wish to haunt him for years because he hates himself so thoroughly. what do you MEAN his deepest insecurities and his own weakness can never be fully conquered because the price of those insecurities and that weakness was the loss of the love of his life what do you MEAN
me when i'm so totally normal about augustine and l
Our lives hangs heavy in the air to L. He doesn't say it out loud immediately, but his first thought is your life. He’s going to outlive Augustine, he's well aware — but here and now, he has him. And if he's able to spend all of this time with Augustine, loving him in the ways he couldn't before, then won't he carry that with him forever?
…Or for his next three thousand years, at least. The scale of that is still daunting.
“Not presumptive at all.” He says, “I would have offered to stay with you if you hadn't asked.”
He pulls himself closer to kiss him, just briefly — it's comforting how easy it is to do. And perhaps, selfishly, it's to give himself the courage to continue.
“I simply want you to understand that it will be your life, Augustine. And I will gladly stay beside you, as long as you want me to, but we won't…”
Deep breath. He doesn't hide how shaky his exhalation is. Rephrase this, he tells himself.
“When I was younger, I always thought it would be nice to grow old with you, even if we were just friends, but better if it were like this. I'm afraid that I won't get that, now. And I think it's best to get this question out of the way now.”
He's already this far. And he has to ask the heavy question, if only to save Augustine possible grief in the future — he'd rather leave him happy than prolong the inevitable.
“Are you going to be okay with this?”
augustine is all too happy to let himself be pulled in & kissed again , brief as it may be. never in his wildest dreams did he think something like this would ever be possible. so he listens when l speaks , intently so. it's why he catches the way his breath shakes when he exhales , why augustine's expression shifts when those words reach his ears.
it will be your life.
he blinks a few times , head tilted as augustine studies l's face , eyes looking for something he couldn't quite name. & yet , augustine can't make himself seem surprised by such information , & it shows on his face. somewhere , a small part of him is hurt , knowing that they'd both wanted nearly the same thing , & now it was entirely beyond their reach now. despite that , it's not surprising , not necessarily.
❛ ... then the rest of my life it is. ❜
a brief pause as augustine chuckles , but there's no mirth to the sound. it's not quite empty either ; he wouldn't really know how to describe it. but his smile returns after a moment , one hand moving to settle over one of l's , wanting to keep him as close as possible.
❛ though i fear that's still not enough time , mon amour. but it's much more than i thought we'd have. & that is more than enough for me. ❜
another beat of pause.
❛ i want you here. with me , like this , for however much time we have. i mean it. ❜
The protagonist of Legends ZA being Sycamore's kid is real TO ME
“i’ll meet your eyes, i mean this forever”
“There is something poetic about starting a new year like this, mm?” L asks, chin resting on Augustine's shoulder. “Do you know how many times I thought about inviting you to join the parties on the tower's observation deck, only to be too scared to ask?”
❛ probably about as many times as i thought about inviting you to spend the day with me & paxton. ❜
augustine wastes little time in leaning into l , humming quietly. these days , when memories of those missed chances surface , they just make him laugh at how foolish they'd both been. he's no longer bogged down by all the grief he'd carried with him , no longer burdened by the loneliness he'd felt either. instead , it's easy to let his eyes shut for a moment before looking out into the distance , eyes on prism tower , or at least what remains of it.
❛ i was never a big fan of parties like that , you know. not to mention that i don't dress nearly nice enough to get in the door. i can almost guarantee i would've made a terrible date , mon amour. ❜
he chuckles , shaking his head. honestly , he'd always had a much better time at home with his son , doing any number of things. he vastly preferred the quiet closeness rather than feeling like a show-ponyta at any event.
❛ though i suppose the observation deck is out of the question for the time being. even if the view is still pretty nice from up here. & it's nice & quiet. the best of both worlds , hm ?? ❜
augustine can't help but laugh leaning up to press a kiss to l's jaw. he cherishes moments like this , lingering in the closeness , the warmth that counters the bitter winter cold. it's almost nostalgic , & augustine's content to stay like this. the roof of hotel z isn't the worst place he's spent a new year's eve , after all.
❛ je t'aime. & i'm glad i get to start the year like this , with you. ❜
everyone knows you're the way to my heart
"You don't know me. I'm not the same person anymore."
"That's okay. I'll get to know you again."
sorry idk what happened i got posessed and drew my childhood crush i miss you professor sycamore 💔
There’s something so tragic about Augustine’s words — if he never came back, would he never have moved on? Would there be no closure, nowhere to set aside his grief? L kisses his palm again in a sort of apology, if only known to himself.
There are a myriad of things he wants to do with the time he’s been given, knowing now that he has so long to live. The lifetime he’s been given means he can take this chance wholly, spend some decades with Augustine. He’ll settle in and be comfortable, make him happy; it’s a fraction of the life he’ll live, and he knows he'll carry that love for him through time.
“I think you’ll find you have quite the grip on my heart, Augustine. I want nothing more than to stay with you.”
He tilts his head, fully taking in the image of him like this, his cheeks reddened and the smile — he’s going to put in the effort to ensure he sees that as often as possible. Thoughts drift back to the still somewhat-hazy earliest memories of working together, when Lysandre would have to stifle a reaction at seeing Augustine’s face light up at a discovery. The way his heart would race when they got a little too close to each other, knowing that if he’d been a little bolder…
“I don’t know when it first started, but I do know that I’ve loved you for quite some time. Made working alongside you quite the task. And now that my recent work is done,” the implication of Zygarde going quiet and no longer leading him around Lumiose’s streets is unsaid, “I’ll be here. With you, for as long as you want me around.”
Helping in his work, or simply … being there to love him. Whatever is asked of him.
his heart misses a beat in his chest when l's lips brush his palm once more , expression becoming painfully fond. augustine can't imagine loving someone else the same , not after carrying these feelings for so long. had l not returned to him , he's not sure they'd ever go away , if there would ever be anyone else. thankfully , that's not a thought augustine has to really entertain anymore , because l is here now. that's all that matters to him.
❛ would it be presumptive of me to ask for the rest of our lives ?? ❜
maybe it is , but that doesn't stop augustine from asking anyways. he wants to make it known that he's tired of waiting , of wanting , of stifling his feelings for so long. & now , knowing that if he'd been braver , if he'd been more honest with himself , perhaps things could've been different. but he can't afford to think like that right now , so that line of thought is quickly squashed.
❛ i've loved you for so long , i forgot what it felt like not to. i forgot exactly when it started , but ... i've always known that i wanted you here with me , that i want to be with you. ❜
there's a beat of pause as augustine's eyes close , allowing him to linger in the closeness.
❛ i just want you here. with me. for however long that may be. ❜
