#gildead

[aelirus]

excuse me, sir. i hope my horrible ugliness won't be a distraction to you.

"So long as you stay out of my way."

In times of confusion.... act like nothing's odd or out of place at all!

[heartbinders]

Jack Frost does not support girlypop science crimes @pastelprcdigy

[dayfourwmv]

why haven't you taken him on a date around clocktown yet

[skullkxd]

🔗

[thebananwithaplan]

@gildead asked:

🔗 gold and hana let's goooo

The Fusion Dancing Banana Hannah (Accepting)

A fairly normal-looking ghost-type trainer... as long as you don't pull up her large hair bang to reveal what's really under there...

[controlledhues]

🐤

[crueliste]

🐤

[sculsilvered]

"I'm the only one allowed to bully my rival around here, you old fuck."

[diabotsis]

'i swear--' didn't your mom ever tell you it's rude to swear?

"What of you and your mother? I don't suppose she ever told you not to speak with strangers, considering your predicament!"

[tumblestones]

@gildead said:

He stares up at his counterpart with empty sockets and a curious tilt of his head. "You're... me." He floats over and circles the other Gold, getting a good look at his counterpart. Eventually, he pauses in front of his older self and stares with a wistful expression. "I... wish I could've grown up." The white pupils in Gold's sockets widen. "Like you did."

He's seen a lot of strange things since he'd settled with the researchers in the ruins, but this... this is new. A dark shade of what could have been, maybe? Or he's losing his mind to his own paranoia. Hard to say.

"I wish you could have too." He slides to the floor of the cave. No one would come to check on him for a while, so they had time. "You wanna talk about it?"

[aelirus]

it's okay, mr. cyrus. you don't have to be fashionable as long as you feel comfortable!

"Yes, I know."

[heartbinders]

No one except for the paramore gang will get any context for this until I'm done writing

[pastelprcdigy]

My, my, my.

Now isn't that an interesting turn of events.

Perhaps she'll have to book a flight out earlier than expected.

[dayfourwmv]

Gold rests his head on Ben's shoulder as the two look out to the waters below. Entire packs of Dewgong, with several Seels along for the ride, travel at a leisurely pace downstream. The weather will be a lot warmer soon, meaning it's about time for their spring migration.

"Do you think we could stay like this?" Gold's voice is quiet, almost dreamlike, as he affixes his pupils onto Ben. His stare is so gentle that his sockets closely resemble Deerling doe eyes. "Forever?"

[[ Happy Valentine's Day :) ]]

Admittedly.

He found the whole idea a little dumb.

When pitched, it sounded like a BAD field trip — where you're still expected to do classwork, be it answering a sheet of questions or an writing an essay on your experience. BEN would've laughed were it not for Gold's wide, ever pleading sockets.

His sourness improved as the day grew close — but he still wondered what made the whole thing date worthy. An arcade, a movie ... anything other than watching Pokémon migrate.

Not even catching them? Really?

But day of, sleeve-in-hand, those bratty worries were silenced. Excitement beat a nonexistent heart to life in such a way, that by time they scaled the grassy hills he was tumbling down it to meet the water's edge.

BEN couldn't remember the last time he'd been so carefree, beckoning Gold closer, taking in the world around them. To think packs of Seel and Dewgong would be this exciting! His eyes could hardly keep up as they mixed with other Pokémon under the water. He crawled next to his boyfriend, wrapping a hesitant arm around Gold as he turns to him.

' Do you think we could stay like this, forever? '

[ I ... I hope so. ] They did have an eternity, as turbulent as it started. Somewhere down the line, these moments would stretch into forever. [ Even if we can't ... this moment right now, it's ... ]

BEN pulled the other into an embrace.

[ It's perfect. Thank you. ]

I love you.

[plumberpower]

     Right. Mean to his dad. Forgot about that. The Mario Bros. home was going to have a ghost problem for this one, wasn't it...

[callouscode]

The scarlet sun burns the back of his neck.

Fragments of what could have been a home distort, disappear and materialize elsewhere. Frantically putting itself together, only to shatter with every step.

There's only so much one can do when their world isn't stable.

And forever is a long time to fill.

Today, he finds himself wrestling with code — his own, and the city's. Through quiet determination and the help of his team, they managed to build what would be a facsimile of Prof. Oak's lab, lacking the walls and technology. On a garbled table, Chikorita, ホノオグマ  and クルス sit in a row.

They watch as he beckons two more Pokémon, placing one where Oak would be and the other —

... Escapes as RED jolts from being tugged.

@gildead asked: A sleeve tugs on Red's arm. Huh, isn't it usually the other way a-- Oh. It's just Gold. Okay, understandable. The moment Red turns to look at him, he wrings his sleeves and gives him the most autistic stare possible that someone without eyeballs can manage. Well, Rosie, you did tell me to have him approach. Please don't snap his ribs like tiny matchsticks again.

Only for the trainer to freeze when he realizes who has joined him.

There's a thought to snap Gold's ribs like tiny matchsticks again ... but it passes as ホノオグマ  nuzzles its head beneath PKMN Trainer RED's palm. The former champion scoops the cub in his arms before dismissing the rest of his actors.

❝ ... ❞

Ever the chatterbox, RED motioned for Gold to follow; trying not to think about how much the other saw. The flames of ホノオグマ's ears dance slowly, analyzing the boy its trainer wouldn't shut up about. The scrapped Pokémon makes a look as it peers into Gold's sockets, unsure of how a frail looking child could cause so much grief for RED.

They walked for eons ... before happening upon his backpack. Placing down his Pokémon, he rummaged through it ...

And offered Gold a can of lemonade.