gladionsgrownup

[gladionsgrownup]

Announcement

Hey, long time no talk, logged on to give a somewhat unfriendly PSA;

Yes, I aged Gladion up.

I did NOT do it for smut purposes despite the resurgence of insistence that I have that’s been brought to my attention today. I did it because when I started this account for-fucking-ever ago, I was an adult and I wasn’t comfortable writing Gladion as a teenager because I wasn’t a teenager.

This does NOT make my ship partners of past and present fucking pedophiles and everyone jumping on this fucking purity culture train needs to go touch some fucking grass. My Gladion is an ADULT. A CONSENTING GROWN ASS ADULT. SO HE’S GOING TO BE SHIPPED WITH OTHER CONSENTING GROWN ASS ADULTS. And if you have a PROBLEM with it, kindly direct your cross clutching ass to ME instead of fucking harassing and THREATENING my god damn ship partners like a pearl holding suburban Christian middle aged white mom.

If you’re a minor, consider going and coloring some coloring book pages instead. Because I, as an ADULT, don’t have time to deal with literal children trying to BULLY people. And if you’re an ADULT, how does it feel to finally have the false power trip you always dreamed of having in high school? You having fun? Consider going and paying your bills instead.

Love and Regards,

Alistaire ( Alice )

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i don’t know where this anger came from 

             it boils all the same 

       sometimes it escapes 

                bruised knuckles 

                      or a scream that burns

i try to hide it.         i try to pretend its not there

but, i’ve found 

    a fire still has a way of blazing,           still eats you alive,                  even if you aren’t looking

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Reblog if your muse is made of  ANGER  and  BAD DECISIONS

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BUCK(Silvally) Sketch

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i keep waiting for it to get easier

    but the memories still come

                                  they still chase me back into the shadows 

                                 still keep me from trusting, believing, living…  

i keep waiting for it to get easier

      but the fear still comes 

                                          it still freezes me in place 

                                             still tells me not to risk

i keep waiting for it to get easier

why isn’t it getting easier? 

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                     Why does  t r a g e d y  exist? 

                            Because you are full of rage. 

                                     Why are you full of rage? 

                                             Because you are full of grief.

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                        i survived because i had to 

                                     there was nothing    ||  B R A V E  ||    about it 

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         i know better than to ask for help 

                   i learned that the hard way 

                         when i reached out 

                   and my hand was ground 

                       beneath the boot of 

                 one who was supposed to 

                             protect  me 

             i didn’t have to be  ‘ taught ‘  twice 

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            my mind is a home,  h a u n t e d 

&&  the spirits in the walls  whisper  each night

  there, they  ( cower )  behind boards, half rotted 

     from a past too cruel, too wretched to face

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                       how, in the same breath, 

                                 do you love me and hurt me… ?

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          my  TRAUMA  is not a plaything… not a joke… 

                                   not for your fucking entertainment. 

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           independent . selective . pokemon multi-muse.

                                                adored by retto.

                                                        ( ♥ )

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When the hell did he...?

He clicks his tongue and turns his attention back to his paperwork.

"No offense, but I’m not gonna have a heart to heart with you just because you happen to be an alternate version of me.” He replied calmly. “I don’t have anything to talk about. I’m fine.”

He pauses in his work, staring down at the paperwork in front of him for just a moment before he stands up quietly, walks over to a free wall, and slams his fist against it, cracking not only the wall, but also his hand. Pain jolts through it, but he simply ignores it, moving back over to his desk and pile of papers, grabbing his cup of coffee with his uninjured hand to sip it, then goes back to work, scribbling away.

He would cover the hole later.

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He pauses in his work, staring down at the paperwork in front of him for just a moment before he stands up quietly, walks over to a free wall, and slams his fist against it, cracking not only the wall, but also his hand. Pain jolts through it, but he simply ignores it, moving back over to his desk and pile of papers, grabbing his cup of coffee with his uninjured hand to sip it, then goes back to work, scribbling away.

He would cover the hole later.