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[lightoftheunderground]

"Imagine being Tapu Bulu's favorite."

"I don't have to because I am."

[volotheism]

[ MACC THE CHEESE ]

"Mighty Giratina, I thank you for this meal."

[valeofthevees]

In the depths of the club, Valeandra towered over them with an unamused expression on her face. She raised a brow before offering her hand to the soul in front of her, "you can yell at me later. just let me help you."

[byhuenii]

⊱☆⊰ i like your…facade

shuntaro chishiya x fem!reader

synopsis in which chishiya likes to get under the skin of ryoheiarisu’s protective twin sister and, maybe he likes it when your annoyed at him even if it comes off as rude.

warnings annoying!chishiya twin!reader fluff?? crack NOT PROOFREAD i think chishiya is into people degrading him?

a/n i miss my silly little man and had the sudden urge to write about him 😘

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“so. how do i know i could trust you?” yn leaned on a wall arms crossed near her stomach, her eyes bright big boba like though that was contradictory to her demeanor.

chishiya whom yawned scratched his head titling it to the side, “you don’t trust me?” a sarcastic pout formed his chapped lips, rolling your eyes you licked your bottom lip while pressing them together. “i don’t owe you a reason chishiya, i just want to get out of here with my brother.”

“i’m trustworthy enough for you and your brother join kuina and i!…and usagi can join too sure” chishiya maintained your eye contact sticking his hand out for you to shake it. you looked at his hand glancing back to his eyes giving him an annoyed look. “i don’t trust you once again so no. but since you saved my brother,” you heaved a sigh “i’ll join.” you shook his hand before pulling it away giving him a flat smile.

arisu seemed nervous yet ecstatic he didn’t know how much longer he could last at this so called beach, usagi just wanted to go home no surprise. “ig we’ll meet you at your room tomorrow and discuss plans” usagi smiled at kuina and chishiya before turning around on her heels walking closer to you.

kuina and chishiya watched as the three of you walked away, telling from your body language it’ll take him a lot more to earn you and your trust. he liked that for some reason, what kind of issues did you have? why did he like that? something is definitely wrong with him.

“well that went whats the word..Fabulous!” kuina empathized the Fab in a sarcastic tone. chishiya stuffed his hands in his pockets giving small nods. “i’m going to play a game tonight, i’m running low on time.” he walked ahead of kuina, kuina furrowed hee brows in confusion he just did a game yesterday..

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that game was dreadful annoying and muscle inducing. for a spades game that felt like so much work—the card you guys already had so it was pointless. frustrated you harshly run your hands through your hair groaning outloud, god you just wanted to leave this damn hell hole. “you know what my little ladybug!” a low cheery voice rumbled the empty lobby.

rolling your eyes you had already knew who it was and you didn’t even want to deal with him right now, just the cherry on top of a beautiful ice cream sundae, “what do you want fleabag.”

“i think you put up this whole facade.” his hands were stuffed in his pocket. the hood of his hoodie rested on his head as his hair rested out, an earnest scoff left your lips. the scoffed turned into a laugh.

chishiya felt his stomach do a little tingle, it felt like butterflies were flying all over the place, how could he find a laugh so attractive? “you’ve never been so wrong in your life fleabag. i don’t put on no facade.” your voice was a sweet but harshly bitter,

chishiya just had a lipped smirk. he knew he somewhat got under your skin and it was kinda hot. “this “facade” you say i’m having is just me, it’s me only caring for my brother and i getting out of the jail.” you put your fingers up in air quotes.

“so if you excuse me i would enjoy my rest before i have to deal with those stupid speeches you executives have to tell us.” you finally took a deep breath, you turned on your heels to leave but you kicked your dry lips facing back towards the hooded man.

you had almost forgot about the card in your hand, 5 of spades. it was useless, “i forgot i had this. here yours stupid card” you gave him the crumbled up card. huffing you walked back to your empty room.

chishiya had been smiling like a mad man, he doesn’t think you realized. well he didn’t care. his heart was thumping, he felt his ears get hot. the slightest touch from you sent his body into this trance, and hell it wasn’t even a hug it was graze of the fingertips because she was mad and handed him the card.

it’s safe to say chishiya went to kuina’s room to tell her and recap the whole conversation with you, if you could even call it a conversation. his ears were still tainted red. maybe he was into you.

[lightoftheunderground]

Don't set all the flowers on fire... don't do it resist the urge. Of but he wants to.... so bad. Ingo isn't looking--

[lightoftheunderground]

👉I want to consume Santa's life energy.👈

[lightoftheunderground]

RAT POINTING AT ALL THE HUMANS WHO HAVE TURNED INTO POKEMON!

[lightoftheunderground]

@meteormashed​ X

A gentle pat to her back before he goes back to ‘braiding her hair’. A way of telling her to be patient. Next time was definitely going to happen! He'd show Emma how to do it, teach the Litwick all his skills. Carine wouldn't say no to that, right? Not that he thought she would tell him not to do this again.

Another minute of basically tying her hair into multiple mangled knots before he stopped, leaning around her and giving a thumbs up. The Pokémon looked like it wanted to be praised for its efforts. He even offered over the mirror so she could get a better look.

She was going to look so nice for her date with Ingo. Yep!

[lightoftheunderground]

On his way to Pasio to ruin Lear's life.

[lightoftheunderground]

daphne vibecheck! a strange one. the outer appearance of almost-human but the unmistakable scent of a pokémon. she wants to hunt him down for sport. and perhaps she will, very soon.

He's somewhat oblivious for the most part. That is until he turns to see the Pokémon lurking in the shadows, just watching him. Even a human could tell that she was looking at him like he was prey. Fight or flight instincts kicking in, even if the voice in the back of his mind told him not to run. Running would cause her to want to chase him down even more.

Too late he's already taking a few steps back, a sheepish smile crossing his features. Run. Run. Run. Run.

And there he went, turning and bolting in the opposite direction.

[lightoftheunderground]

Making fun of Proton from a distance.

[lightoftheunderground]

he's standing there roasting a marshmallow on the ghost flame

Tilts his head back to see the skewered marshmallow slowly cooking away above his head.

!!! He wants one too! Emmet better be planning on sharing with him, if not he's going to make sure they are all burned to a crisp.

[volotheism]

blonde hair and mental illness. oh. it seems i may have a type.

"Has someone cursed you, sir? That doesn't sound like a convenient situation for you. But it's your lucky day, because I probably sell JUST the thing you need to cope with that."

You can purchase a cup of black coffee and two ibuprofen for ¥ 1000

[volotheism]

“I’ve never seen a togekiss as big as mine before.”

they’re looking in wonder at Volo’s big beauty. They’re not even questioning why it Looks Like That.

"As big as yours, did I hear that correctly?" Volo asks, turning around to look over his shoulder. He'd been sitting and assisting with his dragon's preening process, feathers and shed underbelly littering the ground everywhere. None of this debris would be left behind, out of concern that opportunists would believe that there was something worthy of being poached in the wilderness.

"She's lovely, isn't she? Isn't that right?" He hums, smiling to Togekiss and rubbing her under her chin. Several sounds that could only be described as draconic can be heard coming from the strigidae, eyes wide and reflective as she takes a look at their company.

[volotheism]

Your taste in dragon deities to be loyal to is rancid. Why pray to the nebulous and out of reach? Preach to the terrestrial dracon god of JUNGLE LAW, EAT OR BE EATEN, TOP OF THE FOOD CHAIN, MODERNISM IS A DISEASE and EYE FOR AN EYE.

Simple 👍.

"I have every reason to believe that you're more interested in turning me into an opportunistic meal than anything else, but that's just your nature. Every monster needs to eat, after all. Nevertheless, I wonder why such a territorial beast would want loyalty in the first place? Seems a little odd to me."

Boops his nose. ♥

[volotheism]

what can i have fur free. i have meat and nu muney.

His lips upturn, and Volo huffs through his nostrils in amusement.

"If you're willing to trade some of your meat for something, you won't have to worry about your money problem," Volo explains. "Always happy to barter with an interested customer! What are you looking for?"