#mentioned: fallen phxtxgrapher

[frozenambiguity]

dash comm.

«...» They used the WHAT for the what now...!?

N-nevermind. Consider his curiosity quenched. He shall proceed to go on with his life. These people surely have strange connections and dealings…

[fxdeawayyouth]

“...yanno...since Joel ain’ here ta stop me...imma go get in a fistfight with God.”

          Eyes down Shiba eyes down Shiba ey-

[skull-bxund]

Akala Island. Oh..oh how he always dreaded coming here. 

          It was late, he felt more at ease here around this time. No reasonable person was out at a time like this...and that was just fine for JC. The less likely he’d run into them the better.

          He found himself at the graveyard, seated in front of one of the headstones. The sole pillar of his childhood, probably the closest he ever got to a true, good parental figure in his life...he missed her a lot.

          So he set the bouquet down in front of the stone and just...started talking. About his trip out of the region with Joel, about his Ree and his other  siblings in Po Town, his boyfriend in Galar...just...anything and everything he could think of. 

         Everything he wished he could tell her in person. Back when he’d go running to her flower shop when things got scary at home, when she sat him at the counter with a mug of tapu cocoa and just...let him talk.

          He spoke of everything he’s been going through, that not too long ago he was genuinely on the edge of self destruction and the long, slow climb from rock bottom. So much has happened...so much he wished to tell her.

         He thinks he’s come a long way from who he used to be...he hopes he’s become somebody she’d be proud of.

[apo-theosxs]

@the-composer​​ :

"Hello, handsome... Aren't you a sight for sore eyes. I think I tripped into the wrong wormhole. Do you mind telling me where I am?" He intuitively knew this counterpart's inhabiting the UG. He doesn't sense Composer vibe, though... Curious.

“Hmmmm, likewise cutie~.”

            Another Kiryu, almost certainly a Composer considering those of their shared archetype. A cursory read of the other’s vibe confirmed that fact.

“You my dear, are in my Successor’s Shibuya. A rather unique one if you ask me...the fledgeling’s done a rather good job.”

[strawberista]

"Imported," Decaf replied. "The one who gave it to me, he used to get 'em from his hometown where that stuff is readily available. I didn't wanna skimp out on him and give 'im something he wouldn't like. I tried to make sure I made it as close to what he remembered, at first anyway. And since I've been working on the density and seasonings to make it as good as I could. Sweet without being overbearing, makes ya think'a autumn as soon as ya put your mouth around it. Trying to get the right balance of all the ingredients to make sure it was just right."

This was a good distraction. This was a good use of his time. And once it was all over, that would probably be when Api left. That would be the time he finally saw him off with his declaration.

❝  maybe, but my taste in things is pretty different than most'a us. ❞ primarly cause he couldn't really taste sweet things outside of honey. pumpkin should be fine but he wouldnt be able to tell until he tried it. that and it made his alternate excited so he didn't see a reason not to indulge. it wasn't like he was going to give him negative feedback. if he could competently make coffee, then donuts shouldn't be difficult.

while the other went to go get the treats, he was flipping through his phone and firing off a couple texts to his people before leisurely looking up to watch the other hanekoma. he could feel that there was something that the other wanted to say but he wasn't able to say it yet. that was fine, he'd wait until he had to head back.

when the other retured with the plate, he regarded the donuts before reaching for one and immediately broke it in half to check the density and if it was baked or fried. ❝  is it imported pumpkin or did you use kabocha? that can make a difference for texture. kabocha is fine for pumpkin soup, but for donuts it does matter. ❞

it was good to get this information ahead of time so he could judge properly. he'd be able to tell by taste. pumpkin wasn't something native to japan so often times pumpkin ended up being kabocha because it was close. he himself shilled out for the imported stuff because his composer was spoiled and wouldn't take substitutes.

[hopeful-hugz]

🤍 Moved from ask for @wcndcrcr​ 💫

It had been a while since Hope donned her disguise and had gone to any version of Teyvat, but she had promised she’d find something for her brother Joel and that led her on an adventure far different than her usual kind. One that just so happened to allow for the doctor to come across someone trapped and bound.

Of course there’s a small gasp given, before she’s running over and working on undoing the bindings, keeping an eye out for whoever would think to even do this to someone. “Quite the mess you’ve gotten yourself into- Hang on, I’ll get you outta here. You’re not hurt are you?”

[strawberista]

"Holy shit. What the fuck is wrong with my kids? Everything's on fire."

[pureposer]

"Bad Impressions, hm?"

"He did quite the Bang on Impression, I'll say!"

He's even Clapping!

[strawberista]

Hanekoma tilted his head as he thought over it, "Mmm, Muffins? Curry? Cake? One'a my kids recently gave me a pumpkin donut recipe recently, too, if you'd like to try those. I've been refining it and I think I got 'em just about perfect~ Would go damn good with some coffee. Oooor, if you're not feelin' up to pastries I could always make ya some bouillabaisse or some rice balls. Any'a that makin' your tummy rumble?"

istrawberry-barista​:

“Fair point,” Hanekoma purred, “but if you’re willing to try something out, I’ll make ya something up. I just didn’t wanna get started if ya got places to be. And don’t worry. I’ll take very good care'a this. The fact that you took such care in making it makes this a very special present to me. I won’t let anything happen to it. So whaddaya say? Wanna try some pancakes or something?”

     ❝ 𝑻𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒈𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒆𝒏, 𝑺𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒂𝒍. 𝑵𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒈𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝑰 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎. 𝑰’𝒎 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒇 𝒂 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓 𝒈𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔, ��𝒖𝒕 𝑰 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 1′𝒔 𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅. 𝑨𝒍𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕, 𝑰’𝒍𝒍 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒏 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐. 𝑰’𝒍𝒍 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒔 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉, 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎. 𝑯𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒆𝒍𝒔𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅? ❞

[tineacantus]

He has his Eyes on you, Beat.

[fxdeawayyouth]

“....”

“...what tha shit photo boy?”

“...I’ll call Hope.”

[skull-bxund]

@skullkxd​​ | galar champion starter call [ open ]

"...ey. ey, Ree...whaddya think of this...?”

          JC pushed a sketchbook over to them, the elder currently seated on the floor of Shady House. 

“...been tryna figure out what the hell I’m gonna do with my uniform cause right now shit’s borin’ as hell.”

          The jersey’s neckline was wider and lower than standard, the original shirt’s neckline driving him absolutely up the wall. An addition of a dark hoodie with his trainer number in a graffiti style across the back, matching the one on the back of his shirt. An overall darker colour palette and something that felt more...him. Somewhere between Galar’s gym uniforms and his and Team Skull’s style.

“...’s prolly a shit sketch but, long as it gets the point across. Cause I ain’ dealin with the stock uniform any longer than I have ta.”

          As he spoke, he kept his voice soft, being careful not to disturb the Mimikyu currently snuggled up to his side. Aspen wasn’t even his pokemon...at least not until recently. She had lost her trainer recently, leaving her and a Litwick, Ash in JC’s custody as all that remained of their trainer’s team.

          JC was...honestly reeling from Joel’s passing too but...he was trying to keep his head up about it. Especially since he was back in Alola for the time being, JC had been busying himself to keep what happened off his mind.

[apo-theosxs]

“...what happened to that one? That really is the question, isn’t it?”

          And perhaps it was high time someone informed Prime of exactly what happened to him three years ago. At least if that Producer wasn’t intending on spilling.

[sadistic-sakamaki]

fallen-phxtxgrapher has said:

// 👀👀 eyo, happy blog anniversary!

Ooc; Thank you so much, dear! Thank you for following in the first place and allowing me to be part of your experience. I have been noticing you in my notifs lately, and I'm definitely interested in reaching out to you soon! You look like a wonderful person, as well as a wonderful writer! Not to mention extraordinarily sweet for taking the time to send me your regards.~

[chaosiism]

                                                 Secrets meme {accepting}

@fallen-phxtxgrapher​​ said:🍏- For something they secretly wish didn’t exist (Leon perhaps?)

『👑』Now that was a question Leon didn’t have to think long for the answer. Currently there was just one thing he wished didn’t exist but he couldn’t stop it for now. The Champion’s usual cheery demeanor was now a serious one as he stares down at the other with his amber eyes

“ Don’t mention this to anyone.....But there’s somethin’ resting under Galar that I wish didn’t exist....I cannot mention more about it but it’s something that’s gonna change Galar’s future once it wakes up..... “

[hopeful-hugz]

@strawberry-barista​ replied: {Every time she gets around Espresso it just goes off the charts.}

🤍 OKAY OKY WE ARE RAMBLING MORE CAUSE COMPOSERS COMPOSERS COMPOSERS YES!!!

I like to think Hope learned her lesson VERY early on thanks to such an early exposure to Composers in multiple universes. 

Folks like Highness (kingsmedley), Aleph (fallen-phxtagrapher), Espresso, Requiem (abstractreign) and Nocturne (the-composer)? She ABSOLUTELY suppresses her aether half on purpose because she knows that’s a more powerful energy that she shouldn’t be purposely absorbing. It can have a HUGE effect on her otherwise.

I can imagine this applies to the angels as well.

Of course for all of these, how much she’s holding back depends on who exactly she’s around. Last thing she wants is for her hair and markings to start lighting up like a glowstick in front of other people after all.