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                            𝚒'𝚖 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢, 𝚒 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢.

private multiseries multimuse ft. muses from n/aruto, d/emon s/layer, p/okemon, & my h/ero a/cademia. unaffiliated with any of the listed fandoms. written & adored by garchomp.  please  ♡  or preferably  ↻  !! *   do not tag as p/romo.

ah, ALOLA. wandering the foggy route leading up to PO TOWN, the young dark-type gym leader & LEADER of TEAM YELL walks — parasol in hand — to find her recently met yet still closest companion. unprompted   //   always acc.     —— @ninsixty.

gladion  has  no  reason  to  be  here,  but  he’d  felt  he  needed  to  be,  somehow.  po  town  means  nothing  to  him,  it  never  has.  a  hand  strokes  the  firm  fur  of  his  synthetic  companion  before  hearing  the  sound  of  steps  approaching  from  down  the  route.  the  blond  turns,  eyes  catching  his  dramatic-looking    [  friend?  is  she  his  friend?  ]    as  she  enters  the  scene  with  the  energy  of  about  one  dying  lightbulb.  he  likes  it.  she’s  not  loud,  or  overwhelming,  &  it’s  nice  to  have  someone  like  that  around.  he  catches  himself  smiling,  only  a  bit,  but  he’d  never  admit  it.

❛  marnie——  what  are  you  doing  here?  you  should—  ❜    but  he  can’t  even  get  the  words  out  before  silvally  has  interrupted  him  to  start  trying  to  lick  the  girl’s  face.  it’s  always  the  biggest  dogs  that  are  the  most  bold,  huh?

self-knowledge questionnaire.

tenderness.           you are not afraid of the sufferings and sorrows of other people, even when they are acted out in unappealing ways. beneath even defensiveness and self-righteous behaviour, you know that deep down people need nurturing and consolation. one danger is being naive about people’s dark sides. but at your best you know you can be mean yourself, which helps you to sympathise. you bring strength and forgiveness where other people might panic.

neediness.           being affirmed and nurtured by others is a central requirement for you to feel safe. this means you can be slow to warm up to other people, which is difficult because what you most need from them is their warmth. yet you know how to be vulnerable: to let down your defences and accept that you need another person. this lack of pretence is a valuable trait, and ultimately more endearing than the macho efforts others make to deny their childlike sides.

reverence.           one part of you dreams of giving yourself up – perhaps just for a while – to a hero or mentor. in the right circumstances you can flourish by letting go of your ego. in your inner life, reverence plays out as a willing submission to your own conscience. in the outside world, you might get frustrated searching for something worth believing in – a country, a person, a company – but you will always be open to feeling respect, admiration and wonder.

independence.           you don’t set out to be different for its own sake; you are more easily guided by what interests and moves you. you are more concerned about what is right for you than about the pressure to fit in. you know the value of selective irresponsibility, of forgetting occasionally about being ‘good’.

i apparently lied about doing things so heres a plotting call for the soul

His breath exhaled soft and warm upon the back of Gaara's neck, lightly skimming the reddened bruise upon the skin. One corner of his mouth quirked into a smirk as he admired his handiwork. "Mm. Do you know what seeing that does to me?" Lips pressed firmly over the mark he'd left, hands skimming down Gaara's sides to settle on his hips. Gaara knows, that he is very certain of. horny dog??????   //   ??????     —— @daybreakrising.

the  closeness  is  addicting.  kiba’s  looming  presence  weighs  heavy  on  his  back,  &  it’s  a  weight  he  adores.  gaara  hums  at  the  teasing  breath,  face  slowly  becoming  flushed.  the  brunet’s  voice  alone  makes  his  chest  tighten,  let  alone  the  lips  pressed  to  bruised  &  sensitive  skin.  he  shouldn’t  be  so  affected  anymore,  but  every  time  he  becomes  familiar  with  kiba’s  affections  the  inuzuka  only  pushes  it  further.  it’s  always  something  new,  &  these  past  few  nights  were  certainly  new.  perhaps  just  a  side  effect  of  not  seeing  each  other  in  so  long.  eagerness,  neediness,  desperation.    [  …  ]    kiba’s  hands  resting  on  his  hips  bring  an  almost  guilty  amount  of  comfort.  his  hands  are  warm.

now,  he  is  off  guard,  but  not  quite  timid  any  longer.

❛  am  i  to  blame?  it  is  your  doing,  you  know,  ❜    playing  innocent.  pretending  that  he  had  simply  “forgotten”  to  fully  hide  the  evidence.  pretending  he  didn’t  know  his  partner  would  enjoy  it  quite  as  much  as  he  does.  

&  gaara’s  voice  lowers,  not  quite  a  whisper,  more  of  a  taunt  ——    ❛  now,  are  you  planning  on  doing  something  about  it?  since  you’ve  already  disrupted  my  work.  ❜

if i had the attention span to write more than 3 paragraphs max per ask/reply id appreciate iiiiiiit