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Family Matters || Gladion & Lusamine

He hadn’t liked the way their phone call had gone.

Maybe Gladion shouldn’t be thinking of his own mother in these terms, but as things stood, he had to keep her in the ‘danger’ and ‘security threat’ piles. He may not have wanted this organization in his hands, but he would be damned if she got it back from him so easily before proving herself better.

Fuck, how on earth was he supposed to keep her from the Type:Nulls if she wanted to get her hands on one? Lusamine always got her way. Except when it came to him...but for some reason he doubted the response to not getting what she wanted this time wouldn’t simply be ignoring his existence. 

Being away from the Aether Foundation made him antsy now. It felt like he was the only one capable of protecting it. But being there all the time made him feel so unbearably trapped. 

Just a quick visit to Poni. He’d be back in two hours’ time. He’d done everything in his power to make security as tight as possible. 

And if she managed to break in during this time, well, there would never have been any stopping her anyways. 

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((So, Sparrow again, only recently introduced my Scientist Rhett but here comes my second lol. I’ve already got a few things lined up for the edgelord here, but if you’d like to get something started, like this to let me know! And lemme know if you’d like to do something with Rhett, as well! I’m easiest to reach on discord, and will give it upon request.))

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My muse has a black eye but refuses to talk about it, how does your muse react?

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synthesis | moon && gladion

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mizukix:

Of course— with Lillie and Ultraspace and Lusamine fusing with Nihilego… The contents of Secret Lab B had taken precedence over Moon’s thoughts, though she feels remiss now for having let the ‘beast killers’ slip her mind for longer than the Ultraspace fiasco had taken to resolve itself. Out of sight, out of mind, she supposes— though that sort of thinking musn’t make for very good champion. It’ll be something she still has to work on.

It’s not so much the responsibility that catches her off guard, that makes an entirely fresh set of objections want to bubble out of her, but the trust— the certainty and understanding. But she wants to help, to actually do something for once, for the first time in a long time. Sudden emotion floods her chest and it’s all she can do to nod once, a little bit jerkily, and murmur “Thank you,” as she accepts the pokéball Gladion offers her.

She makes nothing of the fact that her hand trembles before clasping around the smooth familiarity of the pokéball. Turning it over in her palm once, twice, Moon takes a breath before calling it out of its ball for the first time.

Type: Null is larger than Moon remembers, even without the mane of silver Moon remembers seeing on Gladion’s Silvally. Of its own accord, Rotomdex chimes, leaping from the inner fold of Moon’s travel bag to register Type: Null (she suspects Rotomdex has been looking forward to this for a long time). Perhaps tactfully, Rotom doesn’t deign to offer any of its typical commentary. Moon scans the newly generated entry:

Due to the danger that this synthetic Pokémon may go on a rampage, it wears a control mask to restrain its power.

She can only just make out eyes peering out from under the control helmet, something like reproach already seething in its gaze. Moon can’t say she’s not the slightest bit wary.

“Is there anything I should know in particular? To care for it properly?” Because she’ll be damned if she lets herself half-ass this job. Moon’s not above admitting she doesn’t know the first thing about the practical logistics of caring for a pokémon like this.

Gladion watches her carefully, nodding in response to her word of thanks and waiting for her next move. When she releases the second Type: Null into the room, he only narrowly avoids a sharp inhale of breath, reminding himself to remain calm or matters might go worse than hoped. 

Seeing the creature, so wary in the hands of a new trainer, hauls back memories he’d rather forget. Memories of his first attempts caring for his own Type: Null once they’d escaped. Silvally now, Gladion’s chosen companion had been unwilling to trust for some time. It took time for that bond to build. The pair had grown strong together, despite the difficulties. But those first few days... 

Well. It was a little different for them, wasn’t it? His Type: Null had been aware of Gladion peering through the vents, a presence in its life even before freedom. He wasn’t sure if that had helped or hindered matters. The point was, Moon was a complete stranger to this Type: Null. He wasn’t sure how things would go. 

“You have to show Type: Null that you’re not like the other humans it’s met,” Gladion begins haltingly. “You have to...give it reason to trust you. It won’t--it won’t do so easily. It’ll take a lot of time, before it can consider you not only an ally but a friend.” 

He sighs, bringing his arm up to cover part of his face. “I don’t really know what advice to give you. It’s something...you and Type: Null will have to figure out for yourself. But maybe start by letting it get to know your other Pokemon. That might do something to help.” Surely Moon’s team would encourage the Type: Null that she was trustworthy. Right? 

Hopefully.

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“Coach tried to get me to vandalize a police station again.”

“Well...we do have enough spraypaint left over from the last time...”

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“Aren’t you that guy who drowned a kid? And burned down that building?”

“Wow, okay. I know my fashion choices indicate ‘delinquent,’ but isn’t all that a bit much?”

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“WHAT’S UP SLUTS?! GUESS WHO JUST GOT OUT OF PRISON?!”

Gladion stared at his little sister for a moment, taking a minute to realize that she was probably trying to make a joke. By then, of course, his heart rate had spiked at her words. 

“I-it’s, uh... I’m happy you’re home now, Lillie.”

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“You can’t have sex with your neighbor’s backyard above-ground pool.”

“Let me help you out of that swimsuit– POOL.”

“I sure hope we become best friends! But I don’t hope we have a falling out, leading us to have a tense, emotion-heavy, dramatic, competitive, love/hate relationship later on.”

“So, anyways, I regain consciousness, there’s cops everywhere, (name) is covered in blood, got an ice-pick– haha, it was kind of a weird Tuesday.”

“We’re gonna be late for anime school!”

“I’m just saying, is it illegal if I’m in my OWN pool?”

“WHAT’S UP SLUTS?! GUESS WHO JUST GOT OUT OF PRISON?!”

“(name) WAS A BITCH-ASS POSER.”

“Oh no, he’s hot when he’s sad!”

“This reminds me of prison. This reminds me of prison. This DEFINITELY reminds me of prison.”

“Look at that little pimp. He’s gonna grow up to be a prison ass mothafucka.”

“Let’s skip all the fluff and get to the part where we’re shirtless.”

“Homeboy looks like shark week, I ain’t messin’ with that.”

“It wasn’t a dream! We got arrested for trespassing! We went to JAIL!”

“Nah, man, we went to holding. There’s a big difference.”

“Yeah now we owe Easter Dave a favor– that is NOT a position you wanna be in.”

“Wouldn’t we have seen him around by now? I mean he is a bipedal shark-person.”

“I’VE GOT MACE!”

“Was macing us really necessary AFTER you remembered who we were?!”

“You took the fall for me and I said thank you.”

“I went to jail!”

“I spent 6 months at a correctional facility!”

“I stabbed a girl in the yard!”

“I think that guard you killed had a family!”

“Look at that majestic ass mothafucka. Like a dolphin or some shit. A dolphin with legs… and arms… and a jet pack.”

“BITCH GET IN THE POOL!”

“That’s how they do it in Australia.”

“20 bucks on jabber jaws.”

“Hey, man did you TiVo Glee last night?”

“I’m not allowed to watch Glee, my dad says it might turn me into something bad. A musical theater major.”

“Neither one of them even died!”

“They won’t let me back into sewing club because apparently when I threaten someone with sewing needles it’s deemed ‘inappropriate’ and I ‘have to leave’.”

“I have to tumblr this!”

“A guy with emotional issues who swims away his problems? Lady, that’s the whole team, you’re gonna have to be more specific.”

“I ship them! And them!”

“They hate each other, but they also fuck each other!“

“Hey, we try not to get this part of the gym wet so whatever you’re doing is gonna have to stop.”

“So do you wanna come back to my place, listen to some Dave Matthews, and talk about my work out routine?”

“I wonder if that stuff I hid is still here? … Nah, cops probably took it.”

“Do you know? Do you know for sure? Because I don’t need another incident.”

“If I get out of this chair, I guarantee you’ll end up in one with wheels.”

“Okay. I’ll admit, I’m a little threatened.”

“‘Sup bitches!~”

“Aren’t you that guy who drowned a kid? And burned down that building?”

“Get back to it before you learn a lesson in post-war, urban torture practices.”

“Remember, snitches get stitches!”

“Shut up, you’re high as balls!”

“You’re just mad because mom and dad thought you were a girl for the first year of your life.”

“Right, son. And speaking of crushing disappointments—”

“Coach tried to get me to vandalize a police station again.”

“Good thing I wore my Heelies.”

“He’s so hot but so crazy! Which makes him even MORE hot!”

“Come on, let me get those digits baby!”

“It should be illegal to be that fine!”

“Oh, just basic addition and subtraction. He was subtracting from my profits so I’m going to add a few extra holes in him.”

“This doesn’t seem like the time for polka-renditions of Ke$ha songs.”

“I hate it when you leave but I love watching you go.”

“Yeah, I’ve seen him. He’s in my scrapbook class. He cuts the eyes out of magazine photos.”

“Your arrest record is extensive… and amateur.”

“The fact that you continue to avoid indefinite incarceration is insanity AND THE FACT THAT OUR LAW ENFORCEMENT CAN’T PUT AWAY SOMEONE WITH SUCH BLATANT DISREGARD FOR CONVENTIONAL CRIMINAL FUNCTION BAFFLES THE MIND.”

“I want that boy to be my bride!”

“Pilates will do that, man, works your core.”

“What are we waiting for? Let’s go bro! Let’s g’bro!”

“Wow, you sure said that.“

“WOOP! WOOP! Hold it, I’m gonna have to pull you over for exceeding recommended hotness.”

“One time, we went camping in the woods, I just left 'em there. Nobody found them for like 5 days. I don’t even think their families cared, kinda sad, really.”

“So, what you’re saying is, if they disappeared, no one would notice?”

“Well I’ve gotta go not talk to you anymore.”

“I learned how to swim the old fashioned way. When I was five my dad took me out to a lake and tossed me right in the water.”

“I’m so happy right now! — And it’s not just ‘cause I get to see you in a bunch of different swimsuits. Okay, I lied, I’m sorry, that’s mostly the reason.”

“SHE’S A WITCH! PUSH HER IN THE POOL!”

“Hey, I know you! You helped me smuggle some stuff out of the country! How’ve you been, kid?”

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The air is electric. Cold. Crystal formations with impossible geometry surround you. You can't quite pin their true color -- not that it's important. What's important is the noticeably alien figure, multiple limbed, light flickering off her body like flame, hunched above the quivering forms of Moon and Lillie. They can't move. And neither can you.

Ultra Space. 

It had to be. 

Gladion had never gone himself, but he had heard enough about it to know what it must look like. The setting was only a fraction of the problem, though. It was that, that thing, the thing that had consumed his mother, was his mother, it was--

It had hurt them. And he couldn’t help. Silvally, where was--his partner in all things, the very creature designed to fight these Beasts--where? He was frozen, couldn’t even turn his head to look and see if his friend was in this cavern with him. 

Couldn’t move. Couldn’t speak. Only his eyes could dart around, but even then within moments they were locked on the thing that could only maybe be called his mother as she drew closer to him, floating over the prone forms of his sister and her friend on a path leading directly to him. 

And then Silvally nudged him, and his eyes burst open, and he stifled a scream, because even there in the dark of his room, all he could see was the grin that graced Nihilego-her’s twisted face. 

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She's Coming For You

Who Is She. 

In all seriousness, any nightmare Gladion had re: his mother (I am assuming you mean Lusamine) would have less to do with her coming for him and more to do with her potentially stealing the final Type:Null. Or something. 

Ha.

Send my muse a nightmare. Make my muse scream and wake up in a sweat.

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rwby au ? for any of your muses

YESSS I only saw the first two seasons of that show, but the concept is really interesting I think so I’d love to explore it with pretty much all of them, they’d all fit in different ways I’m sure!

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Pop punk band au

He’d be even more broody than he is right now omfg.

But yeah I’d try it! lol

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Send 📎 and an AU you'd like to see my muse in, and I'll say if I'd do it!

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Bad Business || Gladion & Red [PMD AU Event]

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He was an Absol on a mission. Head of Mago Conservation Society, Lusamine, had tasked him with visiting an abandoned mega stone mine. He wasn’t too eager to explore the place alone, though, so he went to the people who did that sort of thing for a living: the Explorer’s Guild. 

He didn’t really need an entire team to escort him; just one other Pokemon would be good to have for backup. One could never be too sure of what was to be found in a mystery dungeon, after all. 

So, supplies and orders in a bad slung across his back, he waited outside the entrance for his escort to appear. Lusamine had given some instructions that didn’t make all that much sense to him, but he was sure he’d figure out why when he got there. He tossed fur out of his eyes, shifting about and eager to get going.