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THIS BLOG IS BEING ARCHIVED AND MOVED INTO A MULTIMUSE BLOG.

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          He’s never going to bork again.

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rainbowguardicn:

“It takes time…But just little steps can go a long way….”

    He looked at the sky for a moment,shifting in position slightly.He extended his hand to the Marshadow to shake.

“Here,my name’s Neoma.If you want you can help me pick berries.But if you feel too uneased you can hide in my shadow okay?”

   He just has alot of sympathy for the fellow Marshadow.Both are reclusive but atleast for him he has Arata.He may hide in shadows just as much as the other but it was his duty.Not out of fear of interactions compared to the other.And that’s what separates the two.

          He really wasn’t sure hot to feel about it at first. He was right that it took time, but sometimes he wondered how long it will be ‘till the good stuff comes.’

          Honestly, it was more of an internal battle he just couldn’t find it within himself to win. Still, it helped to have people around that actually wanted to help him push through that. People like Starla, and now it looks like Neoma... What a nice name.

          He’s tentative to reach out for the hand at first because he’s still not quite used to the other Marshadow’s humanoid shape, but he takes it after some consideration and offers a little shake before nodding softly at his words.

          “W--well.. I don’t mind picking berries, s--so long as we’re not, u-uh.. being watched by a bunch of people..”

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lanilunne:

     ❝ Oh…it’s strange really. I personally don’t think of myself as a god, but…a lot of humans and pokemon do for some reason. ❞

Starla sort of knew why they did, but in her eyes, it wasn’t needed. There was also the whole factor of how she was worshipped in the past…she surely understood that less, but it was much more spiritual back then compared to the current days. She…sort of missed it, but at the same time, she didn’t.

She was happy to see that Flamma appeared to be calming down slightly. He looked so cute, all nestled against her.

     ❝ I suppose…they either appreciate what I try to do for the world, or they’re afraid of me “smiting” them. ❞ She snorted.

     ❝ I really don’t know. But I am grateful for the offerings…they always brighten my day, however small or large the gifts are. Especially during these times…my days have been rather dark… ❞

She muttered the last sentence, more to herself than to Flamma.

          Flamma remembers the old days too, but unlike Starla, he barely had any sort of fondness towards it. His entire existence almost seems cursed sometimes, with how lonely he feels and how nervous he is to actually meet people.. it’s people that Starla that give him any hope in having a relationship past merely stalking someone.

          ... Well, sure he stalked Starla at some point, but that was in the past now, right? Now he knew he had a friend lingering about once more, and that in and of itself was the most reassuring thing he’s felt in a while.

          Her quip about smiting almost made him giggle. The very thought of Starla acting like an unruly god seemed amusing, and little cartoon pictures of an angry moon bat throwing weird moon-shaped stones at people was honestly a pretty funny concept.

          Though, her last few words are what really get him curious. ‘Her days have been rather dark?’ What was that implying? He didn’t really understand at first, but he tried to nonetheless.

          “W--well, if your days feel darker, m--maybe knowing I’m still around w--will make you feel a little better, y-yeah?”

          His friendship was re-assuring, because heavens knew he needed her friendship more than anything else right now. He’s grown quite used to holding down the negative vibes that normally taint his cursed spirit.

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rainbowguardicn:

   They only talked about one friend…Well it’s not like he was any better.He constantly watched over his Master’s side so he can’t say he has a long list of friends as well.Walking closer to them he pat their head gently before talking.

“You aren’t a bother.Really…I don’t think your friend considers you as such.”

   The marshadow moved away to sit on the floor.Relaxing as his formed shifted.He felt abit uneased to keep his true form with another present.Especially when they were in public.Doneing his human guise he leaned forward to reply to the fellow gloomdweller.

“Look,watching people may help you relax but it wont rid your loneliness Trust me…Wouldn’t it be better to hang out with someone rather then hide around?”

          Flamma watched curiously as the other Marshadow took on a mucn more.. humanoid form. It was interesting to watch, honestly, and it provided them with a larger amount of shade to hide under in case... well... something happened.

       Melting slightly into the other’s shadow, Flamma huffed softly before moving to rub the sides of his face in a show of exhaustion. He knew  he was right, but...

          “M-maybe if I wasn’t so nervous all the time..”

          Social interaction scared him. Even being spotted once by a random passerby would cause Flamma to flee into the nearest still shadow to hide within. He wasn’t very skilled with conversation with anything other than ghost types or his special friend. Either way, he was so easy to frighten and it showed in the way he carried himself.

          “I just c-constantly f--feel like a bother, and... and I’m not very good a-at.. uh, talking with people..”

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rainbowguardicn:

“I see…You don’t have any friends?”

          “I do, but.. I don’t want to bother her so much. I kind of just.. w--watch other people do things. It helps me relax as long a--as I’m not noticed..”

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rainbowguardicn:

“…More like surprised than mad…Can I ask why you were watching me for that long?”

          “... I--I was lonely..?”

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rainbowguardicn:

“Why???”

          “I--I thought you would be mad if you found out...”

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rainbowguardicn:

“…How long were you hiding there?”

          “ . . . At least fourteen hours...”

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overcomeadversity:

“OH NO YOU DON’T FLAMME!!! GET OUT HERE”! He is punching into the ground now to get him to come out. 

“Show me your fighting will!”

          Flamma grasps his arm as he meekly punches the ground, and aims to literally toss him OVER a nearby tree and away from him to try to get the crazy angry human to stop punching his shadow!

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          “AAAAAAAAA I-I’M S-SORRY I DIDN’T M-MEAN TO I J--JUST--”

          HIDES IN HIS SHADOW AGAIN.

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“D-Did you just punch me…?” 

He scraps his right cheek…he was bleeding! HE...HE WAS BLEEDING!!!!

“YOU PUNCHED ME!!! OH MY GOD YOU CAN FIGHT AFTER ALL! DO IT AGAIN!”

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          ... Paps their face?

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“…..”

    Gently paps their face.

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GOES TO STRANGLE HIS OWN SHADOW?!?!?!?! HOW IS HE DOING THIS?!

PANICS AND STRIKES HIM WITH A SHADOW PUNCH!!