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@skullkxd / unprompted they’re here to feed the cats. They’re trying to be really sneaky about it too, looks like — avoiding the common areas that nanu is usually in. Their hands are still wrapped in bandages.

Leaning on the doorframe, out of their field of view, Nanu observes them. Sneaky, yes, but not enough. He's far too used to kids sneaking around his cats - which in a sense he thanks for, especially after the hospital.

He smirks. He wonders how long it will take Ree to notice him, actually.

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@coeurlxss / unprompted Once again in Alola, but not out of free will. Looks like interpol needed someone to check on Nanu while he was in the hospital to not raise suspects, and it was his turn. "Everything seems back to normal" he chirps, checking the Kahuna's papers. Pretending to be a doctor was easy, nobody questioned anything when he kept waltzing in, labcoat and all "Guess the toxins have been expelled at last. We took care of a few rogue Ultra Beasts yesterday, they should stay away for a few days, you can go home and we can stop meeting for a while!" He sits then, crossing his legs. "I still wonder" he comments, unable to keep a smirk "why all of those arrived at the same time. I know Ghetsis was around, back then, but as far as I'm aware he had nothing to do with that"

It's been so long since he's been out of the hospital. This time the toxins really took their time to get out of his system. The contact was indeed longer, his physic definitely weaker than ten years ago. Even when he managed to move by himself and his thoughts returned to be completely his own, the doctors thought better to keep an eye on him, just a little longer. The doctors, and Interpol. So afraid of him having another mental breakdown, probably. It wouldn't be a wrong thought.

But he wants to go home. Return to his life. It's been so many months. Just let him go...

His eyes hatch as Colress begins to speak, his tone so happy and delighted, a sharp contrast with Nanu. The Kahuna is lying on his side in bed, arms crossed; gaze suspicious at those words. He's so used to his check going "good, but not enough yet", hearing something else comes as a surprise he's not sure to believe. Especially when it comes from him.

And indeed, there it comes. A question. It can never be just a job for him, he had to satiate his curiosity somehow. Gods, he can't stand him. Never could.

« You sound like you're trying to imply something. » he replies at first, apathy slightly coloured by a note of irritation. Talking to him has always caused that feeling in him, even when his emotions grew so numb. « They were in my head, not the opposite. I have no clue. Are you done now? Can I pack my bag? »

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@gnzma

"By the way reporting for duty in alien crap. Hau's a faller now I think? Uhhh ree got hit by one. I'm pretty sure i killed one. Yeag"

He's saying that soooo chill but he'a undeniably tired

He listens silently, as he so often does, the cup of coffee stirring very slowly in his hand. Thoughts as black as the liquid inside lost and drowning into it. He could be feeling so much, at the list - guilt, perhaps, the best candidate. But he can't feel very much at all. Come on, old man. You just returned. Back to the old habits. Hide it all.

« I can't leave you alone for five minutes. » Good. Like that.

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« Uh-huh. »

@gnzma vc yo youre still alive thought the cats ate ya

« Oh, you're still alive too. I thought you fell down your roof or something. »

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okay, since so long has passed, i'd say all threads are dropped and i emptied the inbox. if you want to send in something and/or plot something new be my guest! also i've rewritten the rules, if you could give them a quick read i would appreciate it - but the most important one, and maybe weird one, is under the cut:

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@gnzma vc yo youre still alive thought the cats ate ya

« Oh, you're still alive too. I thought you fell down your roof or something. »

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hello.

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a low activity, 18+ canon divergent nanu from pokémon sun & moon. loved by ghost / harbour, 29 y/o, italian, any pronouns. sideblog of ghostories.

this blog will contain triggering content, such as discussion and graphic depiction of violence, discussion of death, survivor's guilt and c-ptsd, and occasional guns mention. reader discretion is adviced.

rules / public vs. non-public infos

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rules. ( i don't require a password, but please do throw an eye at them! )

i. mun & activity. hello! i go by ghost, 29 years old, any pronouns. i'm italian, and english is my second language, hence you might see mistakes or weird phrases in my turns! i can get pretty busy and lately i worked to take the habit of staying as little as possible at the computer, which means that sometimes i can't get to it for days or even weeks. because of this, this blog, as all my blogs are, is permanent low activity! it might take a while for me to reply, but eventually always will! this blog is a sideblog of ghostories!

ii. no follow back. i know how weird it might sound, but for personal reasons i'd rather avoid following back pokémon blogs. to roleplay with you i don't require us to be mutuals, and i won't force you to make an exception for me if you're mutuals only, but have this heads up! if i don't follow you back it's not a sign i don't want to roleplay with you, i just prefer to avoid it. do feel free to send in anything you like even if you don't see me in your followers list!

iii. adult content and tagging system. due to my interpretation of nanu, mature themes will be present very often. because of this, this blog is 18+. everytime a trigger appears in my turns, i will tag it with the name of the trigger, followed by "//" - for example, blood //. if i forget or don't think about tagging something, never hesitate to tell me!

iv. shipping, suggestive and smut. i'd rather avoid romantic shipping with nanu, and smut makes me extremely uncomfortable so i will avoid it altogether.

v. starting threads and prompts lists. anything works for me to start a thread - prompts from lists or original ones, or plotting, anything! i just really enjoy writing, and love receiving things that give me new excuses to write even more. send anything anytime you like! i do my best to send often prompts as well, but i might always be a little late for prompts lists or for particular events for the aforementioned low activity. if you want to reblog a prompt list i reblogged, please go to the source and don’t reblog directly from me, unless the source itself is broken.

vi. dropping threads. if you don’t feel inspired anymore for a thread of ours, don’t be afraid to drop it! no need to tell me, and i promise i won’t get mad, it’s alright! due to my constant low activity, i know inspiration can simply disappear after a while. don’t be afraid to drop it and move on - we can always start something new!

vii. mun's drawings. i like to draw little things that might involve my muses as much as my writing partners’, and sometimes i like to post them. if the drawing is posted on the rp blog and i specify that only certain people can reblog, please do not reblog them unless you have permission. if i post them here instead than my art blog, it is because i’d rather keep them in a smaller circle.

viii. muses' thoughts. mun =/= muse! what he does or think is not necessarily what i would do or think. don’t compare me to him.

ix. fixing and rewriting turns. if you can’t understand something i wrote, don’t be afraid to ask me for clarifications! as aforementioned, english is my second language: while i do my best, mistakes might not be that uncommon in my turns. furthermore, i might misunderstand your turn as well - if it happens, or if more in general i need to change anything in my turn for any reason ( be it also that i might have written you into a corner or you don’t know how to continue! ), don’t hesitate to tell me! i have no problems at all in fixing my turns, or even rewrite them entirely if necessary!

x. turns length. i tend to write A LOT, especially when i’m very inspired by a thread. please remember, you don’t need to match my length in your reply! don’t feel pressured to write more than you wish, write as much as you want.

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𝐖𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖 𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐏𝐒 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐒 𝐊𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐔𝐒. 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐏𝐒, 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐒 𝐊𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐔𝐒.

18+ | selective | canon divergent 𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐔 from 𝐏𝐎𝐊𝐄'𝐌𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐔𝐍 & 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍. 𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐓, 27 y/o, italian, any pronouns. sideblog of soultoken

𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬, 𝐨𝐟 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐬. 𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐬.

this blog will contain triggering content, such as discussion and graphic depiction of violence, discussion of death, survivor's guilt and ptsd, and occasional guns mention. reader discretion is adviced.

RULES UNDER THE CUT 𝐏𝐔𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐂 𝐯𝐬 𝐍𝐎𝐍-𝐏𝐔𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐂 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐎 | 𝐆𝐃𝐎𝐂 | 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐘 | 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 | 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐎 | 𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐒

𝐨𝟏. » i'm a generally slow roleplayer with not much time and the attention span of a goldfish, that loves to write a lot and jump constantly between muses: as such, all my blogs have fluctuating activity, almost constantly on the lower side. anything you will send i will reply to, it might just take some time! all the prompts i reblog never expire, so you can send one whenever you like.

𝐨𝟐. » i love all types of interactions and love improvising on prompts, so never fear to send me something, both from a list or completely original. i always love receiving them! if you are willing to, i'm always open for plotting, as certainly plotted threads keep my attention span longer. also, feel always free to drop threads with me if you have lost inspiration, i promise i won't get offended! we're here to write and have fun - if we're stuck, we can simply drop it and begin something else!

𝐨𝟑. » while talking about love is an aspect that would be interesting for me to explore with nanu, i'm not really interested in a romantic relationship for him at the moment. i think he's a little too closed for it and i'm interested in other topics, but this is not a 100% no: let's plot it in case! while i don't assure it will work, we can still talk about it and explore the possibility!

tumblr ims work when they want, and am not very present on the site through the day; if we're mutuals, you can always ask me for my discord!

» 𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐒. header and avatar are from 灰汁; all other art used in the icons are from shrimposaurus. all edited by me.

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@gnzma

Not exactly a hug either. He just. Kind of flops on Nanu? Head on top of the Kahuna, tiredly looking down at whatever he's doing.

enjoy the sight, guzma, he's reading. some kind of police story novel, one pencil beating slowly and rhythmically on the pages, with which he's taking annotations on it —— mostly making fun of it. it's a really bad police story.

« you're heavy. » he comments at some point. « hold yourself up a bit, will you. i'm not a chair. » / @gnzma

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“This was my fault.”

nanu glances briefly over hau, then back at the police station —— at the absolute mess that is inside. granted, it rarely is all tidy: living with way too many cats does that do your house. but now it is way worse than before, all things thrown around and hanged stuff now on the floor. he can't but take a long, looong sigh.

« nice try. » he comments, the usual apathy making his tone as even as it always is. « but i recognize the signature of those rascals of my cats. it wasn't your fault. ». he glances again at hau. « come on, spill the beans. where are they? »

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lusamine's kindness ( if so can be called ) is heavily contrasted by nanu's glance to her when he lowers the newspaper. behind the usual tired look, even more remarked now after the multiple hospital visits, there is just... emptiness, underlying pure suspect that, it is clear, he isn't even attempting to hide. he stares at her for a handful of moments, her words commenting on his meowths and not on her reasons to be there; just for a second, then, he glances at the entrance of po town. making sure guzma isn't there, before returning to his newspaper, now the perfect excuse to avoid looking directly at her.

« yeah. apparently. ». short comment, hallow in tone, before getting to the real question. « what are you doing here, prez? doubt you're just enjoying the sight. »

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“ my, what an adorable sight! ” being able to witness a hearty clowder of meowth lazily napping and yawning under the warm embrace of the sun feels … blissful. ethereal, even. it reminds her why the aether paradise exists in the first place, after all. too bad lusamine’s at the police station for duty rather than pleasure – those pokémon will have to enjoy their little siesta for her, too.

“ so it is true; wherever officer nanu goes, meowth are bound to follow. ” she teases wearing a genuine smile on her face, the scene from before drastically improved her mood.

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typical nanu behavior, to just leave, isn't it? he's sure that got a sad reaction out of ree, but, well. his duty is over, and he always left people to their parties (or their thoughts, in case of loss) pretty quickly after them. more often than not, he's just let go anyway.

he half expected ree to not be one of those, and actually stop him. but it still surprises him, despite not showing any sign of it as he turns to face them again.

« ... are you sure you want me there? » he can't but ask. « the anti-fun cop, potentially stopping the party because you're violating some law, one way or another? »

he thinks for a moment, glancing at his meowths. they're looking back at him with their sly, smug faces, already preparing themselves to not let him in, and forcing him to join the skulls for this one time. little sly bastards. it would be good for his mood, though, he's pretty sure.

turning again towards ree, he surprises himself with a shrug. « i do like cake, though. » he comments with a smirk.

— ah.

And just like that, the switch is flipped, and he’s going again — Ree knows they shouldn’t be surprised, but somehow, they are. And it’s … well. It’s disappointing, but …

<< hey. Hold on, old man. >>

They manage to straighten themself up. Smile, however wobbly.

<< … do you wanna come with? I know it’s not your style, an’ I know … you an’ boss are dicey, sometimes, but … there’s a piece of cake for you if you want it. Nanu. >>

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guzma apologizing all of a sudden is… kind of unexpected, he'll admit. of all the things he thought would have happened today, receiving a sorry (an actual, sincere one, nonetheless) wasn't on the list. nanu listens silently, observing the skull's face as he pronounces those words, thinking of how hard it must be for him to say that.

and then, he sighs. a half tired, half fakely annoyed sigh.

« yeah. you are very bad at listening. » he murmurs, his voice strained and low through the dry throat. he coughs, taking a moment before continuing. « i remember clearly i told you ultrabeasts follow the trail left by their toxins. it's not something you can control. and i went through ultraportals far more times than you, meaning that- ». a cough. « … meaning that they came here for me, not for you. then they noticed you and thought why not go for him too, i guess. »

he glances at the other for a moment, pausing on the tattoo of the skulls on his arms. he remembers terribly little of the attack, but he does remember the nihilegos entering po town with him, and the screams. he can't recall if it was only the two of them screaming, or if everyone was.

« how are the other kids? » he asks, almost lost in thoughts, tension sounding in his voice. « are they okay? have you counted them? make sure they're all there...? »

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he smirks as well at those words —— weakly, but it’s still somewhat a smile, one that gets noticed by the nurse keeping an eye on them from the corridor. nanu sees her vaguely relieved, but taking a note anyway, probably writing down to check if his reaction to guzma is genuine or an effect of the toxins. understandable doubt, after all: up to a few days prior, they wouldn’t be staying in the same room this calmly.

a few nods to aknowledge what he’s telling him about the meowths, his eyes glancing briefly at the tapu cocoa on the table and finding himself thinking that… it’s such a nice gesture. it doesn’t matter that it’s “only” a cup of cocoa; from guzma it means a lot. he didn’t think he’d see the day where the relationship with guzma would be defined by a cup of tapu cocoa awkwardly placed on his table. it’s… funny, in a way.

when the question comes, his eyes had already moved to guzma, and the faintest of smiles appears again on his lips, if only briefly. if he feels any better…? he hesitates, just for a moment, before simply shaking his head. no. honestly, no.

« i can go to the bathroom by myself, though. that’s something. » he adds after a moment, only half joking. « … the toxins are just being nasty on me this time. nastier. it will pass. »

It’s a surprise for both of them, actually, for many, many reasons. Nanu is a Kahuna. He’s a cop. He’s generally anti-fun, and no doubt someone who probably should’ve left Guzma to become Nihilego food, considering the  Skull’s reaction. And instead, here we are. With the Big Bad Skull Boss offering some hot chocolate to the man who almost died trying to protect his ungrateful ass.

To the older’s answer, Guzma just… sighs. Looks away, moving a hand on the back of his neck. He gets it. He gets it. He remembers how his own wounds, especially the ones he left untreated after the whole Ultra Wormhole bullshit, kept hurting for weeks. Even the brand new one still stung every now and then, a painful reminder that he fucked up once again.

That he almost fucked up one of the few people outside Skulls who, at the end of the day, turned out to care enough to almost give up his own life for him.

God, Guzma. What is wrong with you…?

“Sorry.”

That single words leaves his lips before he could realize it. Maybe it’s not the right thing to say, but. He should’ve said it long ago. Better late than never.

“For… all this shit.

For sending you to the hospital twice in a row, for– for bringing the Ultra Beasts back, for not listening, for… this. All of this.

I’m sorry.”

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ree takes the crystal, and nanu's hand returns down his side, as if useless now that the small weight has been taken away from it. seeing ree so happy and proud of themselves is a nice sight, one that makes his smile linger on his lips just a moment longer as he says: « yeah, don't worry. i know you won't. »

then, just like that, a yawn resets his expression to the usual apathetic one. he waves a hand dismissively, while the other covers the mouth until the yawn is over.

« okay, done here, go to your party or whatever you want to do now. » he says, turning to return inside the station where all his meowths are jumping and meowing, happy with the battle they just saw. « bye kid. »

They’re a little woozy, after such an intense battle — and they grip hard at their cane as their Gengar hops out of her ball and moves to help balance them. Ree looks up at Nanu as he approaches, and they can’t help the sob that leaps from their throat.

they did it. They deserve this.

A rush of emotions always comes to them when they win. Ree sniffs, and wipes their eyes with a shaky hand.

<< th—thanks, old man, I — I promise I… >> they’re struggling to catch their breath, but they reach out to take the Crystal, holding it carefully between their fingers as they bring their hand to their chest.

<< I won’t let you down. >>