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silentchampβ:
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βYou canβt get through here without a passport.β
βwha- wh- What do you mean a passport??? Like...a trainer ID????β
real sad boy hours is having so many ocs you want to rp but you canβt yet bc you havenβt finished their bios
one-liner starter call! feel free to like/reblog this post for a quick, short starter, please specify which muse or iβll pick randomlyΒ
Bro, what makes you blush.
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32. What makes you blush?
he opens his mouth, as if to say something, then closes it again. then opens - and closes. he stands there for about 10 minutes looking like a steaming, gaping fish, before he finally decides to speak up.
βbroβ¦..β he cups his own hands around his cheeks, blinking dumbly.Β ββ¦.redheadsβ¦.β
amazing input as usual, gold.
7 and 8 for the mlm questions @Gold?
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7. How do you like your coffee?
βconsiderinβ i donβt like coffee.....how βbout taking me out for milkshakes instead?β
8. Favorite fall color?
βred..! like the leaves...kinda reminds me of someone i like, yβakno?β
14 and 22 for gold
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14. Do you like boys taller or shorter than you?
taller or shorter boys?Β that was a good question - what exactly didΒ hibiki prefer?
βhmmm.β gold stretches his arms, intertwining his fingers behind his head. with a smug, lop-sided grin, all he manages is a shrug.
βsee, a taller guyβd lift me anβ iβd love to have a gorgeous guy with long, nice legs....but a shorterΒ guyβs cute. iβd be able to lift him, anβ itβd be cute to watchΒ βem try to lean up to reach me for a kiss. see my dilemma?β
...in other words, both. both is good.
22. Do you like sitting in a boys lap, or do you prefer when a boy sits in yours?
βin my lap!β
...well, he didnβt even have to thinkΒ about that one.
ended up deciding on a face claim for gold, i.e. shakudo takeru fromΒ shirayukihime to 7-nin no shuujin
he looks enough like a little bastard while also looking older than canon gold
consacroΒ replied to your post: βdoes anyone have any face claim suggestions for gold :?β
//Kuroo from Haikyuu.....LOL (I'm kidding)
YOU JEST BUT THATβD ACTUALLY WORK REALLY WELL IF HE DIDNβT LOOK SO TIREDΒ
does anyone have any face claim suggestions for gold :?
silentchampβ:
Heβs staring at the stranger for a good moment, blinking blanky. Meanwhile, his pikachu, who sat atop her perch, glared coldly, seemingly discontent at the idea of Red being oogledΒ at as though he were some free reference.
This was her trainer!! Let him eat his snack in peace!!
On the other hand, Red doesnβt look to bothered, if anything, he let it pass. So long as the blonde wasnβt going to eye him up like some kind of fangirl, the champion wasnβt too pressed over it.Β
Rather, he nods. Except, it doesnβt quite end there. With one hand scratching at Pikaβs neck softly - a means to calm her down, hopefullyΒ - the mocha brunette uses the other to gesture the artist closer.Β
Red was interested.Β
del would be stupidΒ to underestimate such a cute pokemon, being someone with two electric mouses of his own - with chisel and inky being as ...electrifying as they are, the pikachu glaring daggers at him is nothing that goes unnoticed or ignored. letting out a quietΒ βeepβ, he hopes her trainer isnβt as terrifyingly mad as she is.
until, red nods at him - and then, thenΒ he gestures him closer, and delβs entire expression shifts into one of both curiosity and relief alike.
thank the gods he hadnβt accidentally pissed off kantoβs golden star!
βyouβre not mad then..?β phew.Β sliding his pencil into his spiral notebookβs spine, he takes it in one hand and his coffee in the other and scooting closer.Β
βum..i take it youβd want to see, then -- iβm not exactly done, a-and i donβt want to disappoint you if it looks bad,Β βcause whenever people ask me to draw them i always warn them beforehand that iβm just drawing what iβm seeing and if they donβt like it...β the artist trails off, leaving the implication there.
βweβre talkinβ tats on asses?Β βcause i--β
kalei places a hand over aceβs mouth - though heβs had to stand on a stool to do so.
βdo us all a favor and shut up.β
consacroβ:
βI donβt have flies.β
Why was he here
she blinks once, twice, slowly. she just wanted to instill a little silly panic in gullible people but this -- this takes the cake.
β...i was...referring to ...pants. it was..it was a joke. because you donβt have zippers.β yoko pauses.Β β...so do people just have pet flies from where youβre from, or..?β
heβs been doodling the person directly in front of him at the cafe for a while now, purely for the aesthetic. he doesnβt seem to notice that theyβveΒ noticed, however, until heβs snapped out of his artistβs trance, and then --
βs -- sorry, i didnβt mean to stare! i shouldβve probably asked first -- itβs just - the way the sun was hitting your table made for a very interesting composition, so i just..β
taps the table in front of her silently, before sliding a note over to the person beside her.
all the note reads is,Β βyour fly is downβ.
was talking to aleks about this about yoko but
yoko has a form of detachment to life where sheβs a psychic that automatically perceives the spirits of the dead - and humans turned to ghost-type pokemon (phantrump, yamask) as their previous lives, but due to her detachment sees them asΒ βout-of-focus hologramsβ, like staring at the face of someone with your glasses off.
if she were to touch thatΒ βpersonβ, sheβd be able to tell theyβre not real, and the illusion would be broken. the problem is, sheβs often distant to others, and not-so-touchy. therefore, she often whisks through life thinking lavender town is a busy, full-of-life hometown, whereas itβs actually an underpopulated literal ghost town
scattered-pokemuseβ:
Erika couldnβt help but hide the light flustering in her expression when she heard what Yoko had to say again. It was nice to hear of course, that her voice sounded nice. It wouldnβt stop her from at least thinking she shouldnβt have wasted the otherβs time, but it was something good to hear in her opinion. Something she hadnβt really heard from people before.
βAhβ¦! Ehm, thank you-β she replied, trying to keep it short so she wouldnβt end up embarrassing herself about all this.Β βThatβsβ¦ Nice of you to say-β
Though, considering the comment about the dead, Erika could understand. This place was home to many spirits alike. She couldnβt quite tell where they would go instead, since it was really a toss up between places besides Lavender Town she supposed. There was always Celadon, but she wouldnβt want Yoko to have to walk such a long way every time they wanted to have a chat or something.
Though, an idea struck her on the idea of a meeting place. After all, it was right in the middle of where they both worked, so she believed it would be interesting to try going there.Β
βHmβ¦ How about this though? Maybe we could go to Saffron City for a first meeting? Itβs right in the middle of where we both live, so neither of us would have to go too far, you know?β she mentioned, seeming to run it through her head to make sure it made sense.Β
Though, whatever came of their meeting today, or when they might get together at another time, Erika was sure that she might have some fun, hanging around someone her age who she was already somewhat hitting it off with. It was a good feeling to have, even if the gym leader couldnβt quite explain what the feeling was.
erika is, yoko notices, quite cute.Β the flustered response she receives, paired with the mild stuttering and fidgeting, she can certainlyΒ see why so many people are so focused on her mannerisms and looks.
not that she supports it, at all, especially not with the way they go about it. she is a gym leader first and foremost, not some kind of eye-candy.
but...she finds a blush of her own, because she hadnβt thought her words would have had thatΒ effect, when she was simply telling the truth. tugging her hat downwards - leave it to her to pick up her idolβs mannerisms - she gives a quiet nod as she swallows hard.
β..saffron city..β itβs true,Β itβs not that far from lavender town, nor from celadon, and then they wouldnβt be bothered by lavender townβs atmosphere, but they wouldnβt deal with erika being pestered by her celadon admirers...
finally, she nods enthusiastically - or as enthusiastically as she can, in all honesty. itβs not very much, but itβs enough to show.
βi like that idea...i know a nice cafe there, too...itβll be my treat then, ok..?β
she pauses, as if to say something, but hesitates - her question is, how will they contact each other? and the obvious answer is, by rotomphone, obviously.
then that leads to another thing: yoko doesnβt have erikaβs number, and sheβs too shy to ask for it.
sheepishly rubbing at the back of her neck, lavender townβs gym leader shrugs her shoulders. instead of addressing thatΒ topic, she shyly leads onto another.Β β..when would you like to meet up..?β