Replaying Pokemon Black And White Reminded Me Why I Love These Two So Much

Replaying Pokemon black and white reminded me why i love these two so much

"Why hello, hello, there, little godling."🌹

Steve, in a way, both did & did not expect Cesare's appearance, the way he always knew where to find him and the way at times, Steve did not want to be found. ━ Cesare was the eternal exception, & for as flighty a creature as Steve was, he would never run from him in sincerity. His presence was almost startling, perhaps, the way it always was, but in equal measures it was comforting to him. A sweet thing. He doesn't think anyone's ever called Cesare sweet, or if they have, nary as sincerely as he.

When Cesare seeks & finds him, short knees tucked in the driver's seat that jolts but quickly, effortlessly relaxes when he realizes who it is ( perhaps fast enough to miss, if Cesare was too occupied with his curiosity ), he'd be fiddling with a silvery contraption, composed of many spoons and forks. Steve pauses his fiddling to look over, eyes squinted slightly at the name he knew was his but was no less jarring, as Cesare talks.

There's a moment of thought, genuine as he taps his chin, as Billi & Penny chatter in the back of the truck. ( 'I mean.. I don't care about Steve having a boyfriend, but you know.. it'd be kind of nice if, uh, they like... removed the cannon from their truck. That's not like.. a weird ask, right..? like.... they have cannonballs.' 'oh yeah, very normal ask, but oh, I don't know, I kind of like it! Gives it a rascals charm, y'know! Ooh, maybe we could ask him to make it a confetti cannon instead! That'd be a good idea!' 'a. zombie themed confetti cannon...?' 'yeah!' )

"... do you know what an underwater kazoo sounds like?"

[ starter @quillheel's steve! ]

💀 — " Babygirl, " [ Cesare drops the name ( a bit too ) casually, emerging from the back of the truck. he plops down into the passenger's seat. ]

" If I went berserkus and had a taste for living flesh, and I tried to eat you, would you squeak like a dog toy? "

god. my favorite thing with my version of Ganondorf is his power not quite being a plague but rather a permanence.

his hands brushing reeds and it turns white as though shocking its color from its fiber, a field of silver left where he walks for generations that grows in on itself, out on itself, learning to live regardless. an insect swarm comes to him and leaves him with a violent coordination of those minds altered. punished or blessed beasts finding their eyes seeing a kind of sight they were not born with but given, rewired, cats given a dogs eyes, dogs given crows. he takes the quill and its ink and the ink writes itself into the essence of its parchment like an oath, an oath to stay, a promise on a future it is determined to stay in at his word, at his command. he may be corruption he may be ancient upon evil upon spite that does not die; that cannot die; but he is a memory you cannot get rid of, a history that aches in the bones of the land, a monument unmovable.

he is a bitter loathed selfish truth but you cannot make him pretty, you cannot make him gone. a lesson to keep learning. a person immortalized without body, without name. he inhales and you hold your breath. he speaks and you listen. he exhales and you see the world change. his personhood will never outlast him, who he is a footnote on a list of unimaginable enormities, but his single presence is a fact in a sea of shining lies. he is not pretty, but he has always been beautiful.

you who will not love him, but you who will know he was here. where you are. a hundred years ago. a hundred years ahead.

you tell him to apologize for his own birth, and he laughs, and says I was born, and you will be born knowing me, and you will die knowing me. the way gods are legend. the way he is history.

@tenebriism ━ x

"Ah. ...Thank you for admitting to your mistake, Yusuke." ( IT KEEPS GETTING WORSE. )

"Your habit," Akechi stresses with a polite ━ friendly ━ but outspoken tilt of his head "is not one to apologize for. If anything, in my opinion it is only right to follow such an... intricate, sincere nature as yours."

"That is a high compliment from you, Yusuke, thank you. Even if I lack your expertise, I would return the sentiment to you as well."

" There is no need to apologize. I am largely at fault for not being outright with it and . . . refraining from practicing my usual habit of being too wordy. However, it is . . . good to know that my opinion of you is not poorly received. I do truly find you to be a work of art. "