#〔 ask . 〕 ❅ embracing its starlit fate as we wait in the night .

[brumahielo-a]

@rockheadcd​ asked : “ what are you doing out here by yourself? ”  he's confused by the entire setup of this area. it's so... lonely. isn't grusha lonely...? ( roark )

questions / accepting.

“I’m managing my gym. Isn’t that obvious?” What else would he be doing, other than following through with his duty as gym leader? ( other than keep up with the one thing he has left? the one thing he can still believe belongs to him? ) “Besides, someone has to keep an eye on the people stupid enough to wander around the mountain and get lost up here. Less dead people that way.” It felt so normal to him— this was the only thing he had left, so why not embrace it, right?

( he just refused to admit to his own desperation. to how he couldn’t stand anymore to hear the pity and feel the gazes burning holes into his back. to be reminded of everything he had lost. )

“There’s not really anything else up here, so I guess you’re wasting your time up here. Don’t know why you’d even bother, unless you got lost. By the way, Montenevera’s that way—” and he points in the general direction, too nonchalant for someone avoiding his own loneliness. “—if you want to see something actually interesting up here in Glaseado. If you start moving now you’ll get there before it’s too late. Or just leave the mountain and go to an actual city, there’s time for that too.” Just another way to say he wants to be alone, no matter how much he refuses to admit how painful it can be to be left with nothing but his own thoughts that not even his team can snap him out of at times.

“I’m fine here, okay? This is where I live, anyways.”

( and yet it hurts, to think of being alone, as much as he seeks to poison himself with it and freeze his heart over until nothing else remains. what a pitiful existence he’s leading. )

[eternalstarlitwonderland]

Shine Brilliant

The stars are aligned, and our fates are aligned as well

I guess it is truly written in the stars, there's no doubt about it

It's truly brilliantly written

We can't escape from it

No matter how we try to outrun it

Our paths will take us on a journey to the North Star

No matter where we are

We'll never be far from one another

We are always be there in each other's hearts

And lastly, don't forget about all of the memories that we have together

Underneath the sparkle of the starlit skies, gazing from afar, knowing that our destinies are going to be interwoven

Gradually embrace the one-sided admiration through millennia

A mind filled with fascination as you depart from the collective

As you began to descend from the starlit glint

Carrying the warmness of being loved and treasured, You were never alone

The melody soothes your uncertainty

A gentle breeze blows over your sad memories

Now, My shimmery little star… SHINE BRILLIANT, Like A Star

Starlight gradually sneaks its way in

The phosphorescence illuminates me

Watches the newly formed hour setting itself in

The night blooms softly illuminating the entire balcony

As it basks in the brilliant starlight

The luminescence becomes more brilliant than ever before

Starlight, Star Bright, The first star I see tonight...

Catching wind of a shooting star

Capturing a glimpse of it

While looking through the lens of the telescope

Being in awe by its twinkly glimmer

Seeing the dazzling glow caught my attention

I ask myself "What does it convey?"

Is this a glimmer of romance? Or is it a beckon of love?

Who knows...

I am just fascinated by it

One star will stay, and Another will fall and find its path...

Your twinkling presence caught my eye

As you descend from the starlit glint Blinding the North as you pass by...

At this moment I want to see you

Even if it was a brief second

I just want to see your face again

Just smiling at me once more

I want to catch a glimpse of you shine brilliantly once more

My shimmery little star… SHINE BRILLIANT, Like A Star

My heart suddenly began to throb in anticipation

As I patiently wait for your dazzly arrival

The only sound I hear is my heart furiously beating

My senses are tingling with excitement

My mind is racing

Thoughts are over the place

Now I'm entering the fight-or-flight mode

My body is on autopilot

Star shine, Star glow, The first star I clasped tonight...

Heading towards that luminous glow

With each step I took

The closer I got, the glow turned into a flare

Overwhelming me with its bright light

Losing track of time, Getting lost in the brilliance of it

Everything seems to be in stagnation

It's so surreal…

Once again, We meet at the North Star

Facing you in the brilliant light of Orion

You embraced me in your enlightenment

Your warm presence ameliorates my loneliness

Knowing that it was only simply my fleeting dream

But damn it feels so good not to be an ephemeral

Feeling your warm lips on mine

I couldn't help but melt in your soothing touch

Your warm touches hit all the right places

To silence all of the suspicions and mistrusts that I have

I want to be in your arms for eternity

Unfortunately, we have eventually to go our separate ways

Always cherish the memories, My shimmery little star…

Now, My shimmery little star... SHINE BRILLIANT, Like A Star

[cupsofsuga]

𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄 ━ 𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐁𝐓𝐒 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍 *:·。.

{ ⚠️} WARNING - This is a yandere au, meaning the following may be triggering to some viewers.  I am not trying to discriminate the boys in any way, this is for entertainment purposes. Viewer discretion is advised!!!

{ ☕️} NOTE - this is in the order of the member’s obtained! thanks for the request, daisy! also, creds for idea goes to @bangtans-apollo​!!!

{ 💐} ANON ASKED - ❝ Headcanons on how the fanclub discovered each other and reacted to each other’s obsession for YN? ❞

━━━ 𝐊𝐈𝐌 𝐒𝐄𝐎𝐊𝐉𝐈𝐍

ah, the melancholic suffering of a lovelorn teenager

how he holds nothing but an eternity in the crevices of his heart

the serene sunlight, words dripped in saccharine, cloyed gestures

nothing hurts more than praying to whatever god truly exists that you’ll return the adoration but finding the fatal fate of no response

and that leaves jin now, seething with envy that could intimidate a pack of wolves

how dare the teacher not pair you up with your soulmate!? it’s just blasphemy!

someone gets to soak in the glitter of your presence, they get to bathe in the rain after a century in sunlight

all while he has to waste precious hours of his time with some plastic nobody

he has to waste time with bland, boring kim taehyung

he’s a dull star amongst a million planets, a saturated wasteland amongst an oasis of color

and how jin’s blood burns seeing that you flash that summer smile to someone who most certainly doesn’t deserve it

ditching the dinner date with his soulmate, jin is forced to work on this godforsaken project with the loner

if only you two had run away when you got the chance, relishing in each other’s warmth as he holds the privilege of looking into your eyes, which he finds resemble dewdrops held upon spider’s silk

that is the honeyed heaven he so badly craves to taste

and as he stumbles around taehyung’s adobe, the curiosity held within jin get’s the best of him as he stumbles into his bedroom

and oh god, what secrets did he uncover

your face, his lover’s face plastered all over the walls and ceiling

some even had his face punctured out of them, some taken without your consent, one’s that jin even took himself

and there’s that one sweater you once ranted to jin how you swore it vanished into thin air, and how he teased that ghost in your attic probably snatched it

if it was physically possible, there’d be steam seeping out of jin’s ears

he clutches his fists so tight, there would most likely be blood drawn; he clenches his teeth so tightly, he fears they might crack under the pressure

but, before jin turns tail, he then sees taehyung as fear swims in his irises

and then jin feels it,

a revelation, an act of generosity

❝ i think you could be useful… ❞

━━━ 𝐊𝐈𝐌 𝐓𝐀𝐄𝐇𝐘𝐔𝐍𝐆

with every breath he takes, there lies humiliation

shame, a ruthless emotion he swore he’d never live to see the depths of

the summer amongst the dark clouds, all lied on a silver platter for your supposed boyfriend to see

but there is kindness in jin’s eyes, a sliver of evil dripped with every word he speaks

and therein, we have witnessed the blooming of the “writing club,” whose only members were lovelorn kids who’ve infatuation got the best of them

with some sugar-laced words, jin had managed to maintain a room for their meetings after school, taehyung quickly ditching his art club for these fleeting moments spent with the man closest to his love

no, taehyung had never been fond of jin, but, holds undying respect for him, anyways

his heaven lies in his words, his sunlight is seen in his eyes, the fate he craves so desperately is clutched in his hands

and it’s only so long before his grip weakens, and taehyung can rob jin of his pleasures in his moment of vulnerability

but, that future must wait as it frolics in the back of taehyung’s head

he must gain the trust of your childhood best friend before he catches his infinity like a firefly in a jar

but, with that being said, taehyung doesn’t mind all the hours he spent huddled in the tree outside your house, hiding behind a canopy of leaves as he admires the dream before him

he’ll sketch your face (which he can now draw from memory) in his notepad, ethereal poetry and doodles held around your sparkling face

he’ll snap a few photos, catching the fireworks and shooting stars in the purity of the fleeting moment

to simply have the privilege to love you silently holds the light of a million stars

oh, how he loves you…

how the earth bruises your cheeks, the moon litters your skin, the stars possess your eyes and the rings of saturn held in your touch

there’s pure bliss within every heartbeat lept

and there’s only so much time before he has you all to himself

he just hopes no burden will stop him from such…

━━━ 𝐉𝐄𝐎𝐍 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐊𝐎𝐎𝐊

the student’s that litter around these halls resemble parasites

all feeding off the others, annoying them with their deafening disunity, and all trailing behind others like burdens

but, there’s always been that one, that one that stands out like a sore thumb

bland, boring kim taehyung

a boy capable of summoning enough envy and rage within jungkook to crumble planets to nothing but ashes floating throughout the galaxy

how he denies his infatuation for you with red cheeks, but anyone with eyes can see those “adorable” dimples puncture his cheeks whenever he sees you in the halls

how he isn’t burdened by the overwhelming fate of unrequited love, drowning in his jealousy when you simply look at someone else

how he stalks in class you like a hawk would to prey, probably undressing you with his eyes like the freak he is!

how he simply exists, and how it makes jungkook churn with rage

and that leaves him now, dodging students as the race out of the school, hot on the tail of his rival

he must end him before he could potentially hold your heart in his hands

that single idea makes jungkook gag…

he hears taehyung’s voice, shoving a scoff back down his throat that could potentially jeopardize his identity

there’s another voice, too, but, jungkook assumes it’s another one of those art freaks who’s also pretentious with coincidences

then there’s your name, and it would’ve sounded like it was dripped in gold if it didn’t leave the mouth of his sworn enemy

and then he hears of this writing club, and jungkook seethes

these lowlifes get to breathe in the fragrance of those fleeting moments, which is a fate jungkook whose he is well-deserving of, not them

to simply touch the crevices of your soul carved in silk for just a mere second is a privilege

and letting these cretins possess that opportunity is simply unholy

despite holding a burning hatred for the rest of the memories, for you, jungkook would drag himself through the depths of hell

he just prays that the club members don’t pray too far under his skin

he doesn’t know if he can control himself.

━━━ 𝐊𝐈𝐌 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐉𝐎𝐎𝐍

oh, y/n l/n…

an angel in the purest form, a humid june afternoon

they are a touch softer than autumn’s breeze, their word’s sharper than winter’s embrace, eyes starlit like the dreamy land of springtime, their presence like the bliss of summer and the melancholic longing after it’s demise

they hold within them the entire galaxy and namjoon can’t help but stare

but, there’s another pair of eyes

and they are burning bullet wounds into his soul with a craving to mutilate him swimming in their irises

as the bell rings its tumultuous song and deadbeat kids begin to litter the halls, namjoon is suddenly shoved against the locker by no other than the modern-day jeffrey dahmer

jeon jungkook, dust amongst a field of flowers

his sadistic pleasures and his lust for blood, the holy scent of iron that smoothes out all the creases

❝ if i catch you staring at my Y/N like that again, i’ll tear you apart limb from limb. ‘got it, dipshit? ❞

he is in all means terrifying, but, is nothing but a little boy to namjoon

time has passed, a damn near million tabs are held upon the screen all containing the history of namjoon and his family’s wealth

jin, who had been reported the incident by a fuming jungkook had found an opportunity in the depths of his teenage angst

he’ll feed into namjoon’s desire to touch you across hundreds of separating years

he’ll pray into his craving to kiss you as the naked moon sets for the final time

he’ll reach into his heart and use namjoon for his benefit

and how the rest of the members all fed off of his wealth like parasites

anything their little heart desired, they’d hold in their possession

as much as namjoon longs to deny them pleasure, he had been threatened to lose his place in the club and every inkling of access he has to you if he dared disobey

and namjoon would rather die than lose his love to the eternal night

the strange and enigmatic masterpiece, the ancient moon across a sea of stars

his violet lover has been sawed through by nostalgia, and his infatuation glows harder than a summer sunset

although jin’s intentions have a mile or two to run before they stab him in the back, namjoon still has a clear vision of his goal

and there shall be no burden before he meets his longed fate.

━━━ 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐎𝐊

you, a flower itself, flood his brains like a tsunami to a pitiful city

you, a strawberry in winter, hold sly ways of slithering your way into the recesses of his heart once more

that leaves jung hoseok here, letting the teacher’s words fade to white noise as he doodles your name adorned with hearts on flowers in his notebook

there is distant gossip and whispers that echo from afar, which hoseok picks up due to his childlike curiosity

it begun with useless chitter-chatter, then dissolving to the melodic sound of your name which tumbles from their lips

he listens as the two boys curse the teacher for giving you a D on your exam, them mentioning this supposed ‘club’ that circled everything around you

hoseok was smart, he could raise your grade!

oh, how hoseok would just die to help you with your studies!

with a paradise sparkling in his eyes, he sparks up a conversation with the group, also known as kim namjoon and jeon jungkook

but, the doe-eyed teenager hisses at him, barking at him to ‘keep his fucking mouth shut’

he takes the hint, leaving the conversation with a silent ocean welling up in his eyes

but, this is the embodiment of hope that sits in this dull classroom

he’ll crawl around the corners of his soul till he’s enervate to retrieve what he has longed for

and that leads us up to now, as hoseok stalks to the two from a safe distance, watching as they disappear to the writing club

and just before the door closes, hoseok peeks through the crack of the door and finds the identity of kim seokjin, a boy he’s seen accompany you multiple times

the following day, while the students all stare in confusion for the small boy walking through the halls, hoseok finds him and confronts him

by the look of purified fear, this ‘writing club’ was a hushed secret, and him knowing of this secret was dangerous enough, as it is

after negotiating about how he’d contribute to your satisfaction, jin had no choice but to accept his offer

he doesn’t want this loud-mouthed kid to run up and down the halls preaching about their sins, anyways

the rest of the club members didn’t favor his arrival, all shooting looks of envy and hatred

but, there was no other choice

their fate is written in the stars and complimented with a wax steal upon an envelope.

━━━ 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐉𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐍

opening his locker, jimin finds a taste of eden’s garden as he finds your face strung upon the wall

there’s irises, rivers, fairies, and peaches within the single picture cutout from the yearbook as he sighs dreamily at the sight

his daydream of honeyed days is quickly disrupted as his best friend, hoseok interrupts his thoughts with stars circling in his eyes

before he can find the words to scold him, hoseok begins rambling about this ‘club’ at a rate to fast for jimin to decipher

he hears tales of his dreams, a chance to taste your beauty

this most definitely sparked his undying interest, ushering his best friend to continue with his intentions to get the boy warped in this world

thus, we are taken to the night where the clock reads 3:38 AM in it’s bright, neon hues

the boys would never dream of staying up this late, especially on a tuesday night as the fear for the scolding of their parents’ echos, but, the adrenaline that seeps through their veins serves as a protection

because of the prophecy of this new club, they are rebelling

and as a new day rises and the sun shimmers in all of its celestial beauty, the boys have come up with a plan

every club needs a mission manager!

and who else would be perfect for this job no other than park jimin…? right?

well, let’s just say, despite his unreasonable, childish, and almost dangerous plans, the rest of the boys weren’t happy upon his arrival

the sighs of annoyance to his careless nature, the scoffs of envy when he speaks words of poetry about everything as little as when you made eye contact that one time 2 months ago

jimin’s contribution isn’t favored, but, if it’s for you, all 6 boys are willing to drag themselves through hell and back

every member holds an undying love for the god/goddess themself, all possessing a wild heart that they’d bled dry if you asked

and jimin is just one branch of the group who also holds an intense infatuation

the water to his parched heart, the flowering spring in a winter haze

he has found the sun as it shimmers against the snow

and nothing is as holy as this.

━━━ 𝐌𝐈𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐈

another dull day at the café, yoongi listens to his longing for spring’s voice

his hatred for this place burns bright and softly, as he dwells in the anger held within his small body

the college kids, the early morning joggers, all possessing ways of churning yoongi’s anger, one-by-one

obligated to put on a plastic smile for their sake has wars prancing through his head

but then, there’s you

oh, and those lively eyes he craves to gaze into for eternity and the soft furrow in your brow when you stare at the menu

he is mesmerized and listens to the songs of summer as he drowns in your stare

you haven’t taken notice to the hearts that swirl within his eyes as you order, unfortunately, and therefore leave a boy longing for a taste of the sun

during this fit of a daydream, 6 boys stumble in, all conversing at abnormally obnoxious levels

yoongi has to shove a scoff back down his throat and bring a halt to the urge to roll his eyes and dresses himself in the facade

as they all order and then continue their chatter elsewhere, yoongi can resume his illusions about your sparkled presence

whilst in the process of finishing a cappuccino, he hears the sugary melody of your name

he freezes, then concludes he must be hallucinating, resuming the process of the drink in his hands

after all, spending hours upon hours in this sacred place causes his mind to go hazy at times

the lilied waters of your eyes, skin like roses in the evening

you are so, so very loved by the boy at the café

starting up the hot chocolate with “extra sugar,” he hears it once more

does he need to stretch out his sleeping schedule or was this real?

were they truly speaking of you, or has he truly gone insane in the late afternoon?

peeking over his shoulder, that’s when yoongi sees it

your face was drawn upon a notepad, all fluttered hearts and empty petals around your face

the soul of the planets, the green pigment of the gardens, all held in this stranger’s arms

with determination, yoongi is required to learn more of this guest who spoke hushed tales of you

he’d do anything to know more about the star who enlightens his grey days

and now, the club is complete.

[rxptor]

tag dump.

( && OOC. ⇢ ❛ I will hide myself below ❜ ) ( && MUN THINGS. ⇢ ❛ I'll be what you wanted ❜ ) ( && REF. ⇢ ❛ kept inside I won't let go ❜ ) ( && PSA. ⇢ ❛ ‘till I burn beyond control ❜ ) ( && DINO SHIT. ⇢ ❛ who are you to change this world? ❜ ) ( && DASH COM. ⇢ ❛ no one needs to hear your words ❜ )

( && VISUAL. ⇢ ❛ all my life they let me know ❜ ) ( && VERBAL. ⇢ ❛ how far I would not go ❜ ) ( && AUDIO. ⇢ ❛ but inside the beast still grows ❜ ) ( && AESTHETIC. ⇢ ❛ chewing through the ropes ❜ ) ( && SAVED. ⇢ ❛ even a well lit place, can hide salvation ❜ ) ( && HEADCANONS. ⇢ ❛ a map to a one man maze that never sees the sun ❜ ) ( && WISHLIST. ⇢ ❛ where the lost are the heroes ❜ ) ( && MUSINGS. ⇢ ❛ and the thieves are left to drown ❜ ) ( && ISMS. ⇢ ❛ fairy tales are not found ❜ ) ( && PROMO. ⇢ ❛ they're written in the walls ❜ ) ( && ASKS. ⇢ ❛ down in the dirt with a landslide approaching ❜ ) ( && MEMES. ⇢ ❛ but nothing could ever stop us ❜ ) ( && SELF PROMO. ⇢ ❛ stealing our own place in the sun ❜ ) ( && MISC. ⇢ ❛ we will face the odds against us ❜ ) ( && CRACK. ⇢ ❛ and run into the fear we run from ❜ )

( && v. PRE. ⇢ ❛ into the dark below ❜ ) ( && v. DURING. ⇢ ❛ blind in a rabbit's hole ❜ ) ( && v. POST. ⇢ ❛ we fall beneath the earth ❜ ) ( && v. PJO. ⇢ ❛ and watch the shell come unraveled ❜ ) ( && v. FATE. ⇢ ❛ embracing its starlit fate as we wait in the night ❜ )

( && QUEUE. ⇢ ❛ it's written in the walls ❜ )

( && OWEN. ⇢ ❛ mayday ! mayday ! the ship is slowly sinking ❜ ) ( && SISTERS. ⇢ ❛ they think I'm crazy but they don't know the feeling ❜ )

[fanthem]

30

Thanks for the ask ❤ @ostorian -  30: A song that reminds you of yourself

The answer to this one…. ever changing…. right now I’m going to say:

It Has Begun by Starset

“It Has Begun”Even a well-lit place can hide salvationA map to a one-man maze that never sees the sunWhere the lost are the heroesAnd the thieves are left to drownBut everyone knows by nowFairy tales are not foundThey’re written in the wallsAs we walk in a straight lineDown in the dirt with a landslide approachingBut nothing could ever stop usFrom stealing our own place in the sunWe will face the odds against usAnd run into the fear we run fromIt has begunInto the dark belowEvading shadowsBlind in a rabbit’s holeWe fall beneath the earthAnd watch the shell come unraveledAs the seed begins to riseEmbracing its starlit fate as we wait in the nightIt’s written in the wallsAs we walk in a straight lineDown in the dirt with a landslide approachingBut nothing could ever stop usFrom stealing our own place in the sunWe will face the odds against usAnd run into the fear we run from

[brumahielo-a]

@rockheadcd​ asked : "Ah, it looks like Spheal wants to stay here. Maybe he likes the slopes here more than the coves. I can't blame him." An idle comment, suit-clad clothing barely suitable for this environment even with a trench coat and beanie—aptly colored for a steel type master. Spheal himself looks between the two trainers, who probably look like cousins to most 'mons that couldn't tell people apart to such granularity.

And then he just sits there and claps his little flippers at Grusha, happy noises and all. Steven can't help a smile as he reaches under his coat to his belt, where 'mons are secured, and he procured a dive ball in a gloved hand, handing it to Grusha by placing it right firmly into his mittened hand. "He doesn't have a name, but I think he wants to stay here. Who are we to say no, huh? So, shall we have a battle to keep warm?"

Grusha only really hums along in answer at first, busier just watching Spheal roll around and entertaining the little guy to even really pay attention to his visitor. And could anyone blame him, really? He’d hardly ever gotten to see these ‘mons on those rare trips outside of Paldea, let alone interacted with one for long enough to get to know them. It’s only fair, he’s the local ice type specialist! ( that’s all an excuse, he’d kill for any spheal without hesitation no questions asked. it’s the least they deserve. )

“Mh?” He’s distracted enough by the happy little thing, a flipper gently held in his hand, that it takes him a moment to really process what he just heard, finally looking up— is that correct? Is he hearing this right, really? And sure enough, before he can really think of an answer there it is, the dive ball right there in his hand without even having the chance to protest or politely reject the offer. ( this isn’t even a habitat spheals are originary from, can he really take care of him and what if he misses his actual home down the line— )

... Damn it. He can’t say no to that happy little face, can he.

“... Fine— I guess I got no choice here, then.” As if he isn’t happy to keep the round little fucker there forever. Everyone else in the team better get used to how spoiled this Speal is going to be. Well, for now he can put the new pokeball away, safely tucked into his own pockets to reach for his team instead, just glacing at Spheal for a moment to watch the little guy roll out of the way and right at his side, a little safer than the middle of a soon to be battlefield.

Might as well indulge a little in a battle without restrains, for once, right?

“Alright then, guess a battle is the least I owe you now. Just don’t get frostbite out of this.” 

[brumahielo-a]

@settamaroon4​ asked : A small, wild child appeared, seemingly cold and underdressed, accompanied by a few ghost pokemon trailing after him, one rockruff, and a Nacli held in his arms.

Maroon was surprised to meet anyone here, but quickly put on a bright smile on red cheeks and greeted the person before him, even if it came out with a stutter from the cold.

It is unusual to see people ever try to leave the cozy comfort of Montenevera when they decide to venture into the mountains of the region. Why would they, when everything they could ask for was either in that village tucked away in the safest parts of Glaseado, or elsewhere entirely? And so Grusha doesn’t ever really expect to either get visitors, or spot anyone in his surroundings. There occasionally were some daring enough people to want to try their hand at sports that only the mountains and snow could offer, maybe a few trainers brave enough to try and catch some of the more elusive ice types. And yet that was mostly it, really.

So yes— Grusha hardly ever expected to see anyone out there in the open between snow and wind when he decided to wander and check on the local wild population he specialized in. It was better that way, too— less people to bother him and less people possibly putting themselves in danger for no good reason.

And then he just finds a child out here in the middle of the freezing cold. ‘mons tagging along or not, it’s still a child and he looks severely underdressed for this kind of weather and— oh arceus what is going on, Grusha is not prepared to take care of children where did he even come from.

“W-what— what are you doing here?! How did you—” Wait no, that’s not important right now, care first, questions later. ( seriously, how did this happen— ) “Nevermind, just— come here.” He’s absolutely going to regret this later, but it’s still better than a child freezing to death in the middle of nowhere. He can live without a layer for a few minutes, heaviest one or not, opting to take off his heavy winter jacket to wrap around the kid’s shoulders, heavier sigh as he pulls his scarf a bit closer now that he’s going to need it even more. “Come on, the gym is warmer than here.” 

... Right, and there’s still the whole load of ‘mons trailing after him. Well, hopefully everyone else would make space for them and not get into any sort of disagreement.

“... You guys come too.” At least he’s gone grocery shopping recently. ( what a long day this is going to be. )

[brumahielo-a]

@scorchamp​ asked : “ did you want to be alone? ”  

questions / accepting.

“What makes you think that?” Blunt and cold, almost blurting out the first thing to come to mind, an instictive reaction to such question. He knows the answer is yes— he’s never really seeked out company when his own presence feels so out of place, wrong even, at times. ( everyone else has something, after all. everyone else has a place to belong, has their own dreams and ambitions and hope still intact and flourising. everyone else has something to look forward to. he is not everyone else. )

Still, he huffs, scarf adjusted around his neck, warm fabric pulled a little closer even when he doesn’t need to fix it.

“It probably doesn’t look like it to you, or anyone else, really— but it’s nice being up here, believe it or not... even with the cold. Besides, people don’t really want to come all the way up here, less so with how dangerous the mountain can be— less of a hassle for me, honestly. Less people to have to remind how bad the weather can get before it’s too late.” He’s always been a loner, anyways, hasn’t he? ( no, not before coming here, before leaving snowpoint, but there is no reason to remember that— )

And then, Grusha allows a sigh to escape, a little shake of his head as he pushes his hands once again into warmer pockets.

“Sorry, getting carried away here... so, are you a challenger? That’s usually what people come all the way up here for.”

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@paldeology​ asked : ❛ hey grusha- ❜ a pause to catch his breath amidst the mountainous heights, ❛ i appreciate your help surveying ice pokemon, but please remember- ❜ another pause between heavy breaths ❛ i'm not used to this cold... or these heights... ❜

“Mh?” Ah, right, not many would be as prepared for the harshness and bitterness the mountain had to offer. Unfortunate, yet understandable— he did have to commend the poor man’s resolution to carry on his studies.

... Studies that would hardly be of any use to anyone if the man passed away of hypothermia so soon, though. Sigh.

“I did warn you that the weather would be pretty hard up here.” Without thinking much, he does adjust his scarf, pulls it a bit closer to himself. It is not as if he’s completely immune to such temperatures himself— merely accustomed and experienced enough to know what to do and how to prepare. Though Jacq did seem to heed his words— it would not be the first time someone thought to be prepared enough by mistake. It would be hard to fully realize it, for someone far from used to this, wouldn’t it?

“Hey, don’t die on me, I’m not gonna go back to the academy and explain that. Here—” and with a bit of a tired sigh he finally pulls out another pokeball, letting the massive mamoswine out. “Come on, Fjord will carry you. At least get on his back yourself, I can’t help you up.” Not without throwing out his knee in the process.

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// here’s the tags

[eternalstarlitwonderland]

Wrestling With Lust In Mind (Luke x Ryu)

Chapter Five

Tonight is the night, The sounds of cheering spectators echoed throughout the arena. 

Chanting the two main competitors' names and monikers, Amid the roaring cheers of the spectators around the stadium.

As the atmosphere of the arena is booming with excitement and anticipation, outside of the lively and boisterous arena.

"LUKE! LUKE! LUKE! LUKE! LUKE! LUKE!"

Chanting his name and addressing him as the shining star.

"SHINING STAR! SHINING STAR! SHINING STAR! SHINING STAR!"

"RYU! RYU! RYU! RYU! RYU! RYU! RYU! RYU!"

Chanting his and addressing him as the moonlit blossom.

"MOONLIT BLOSSOM! MOONLIT BLOSSOM! MOONLIT BLOSSOM! MOONLIT BLOSSOM!"

Inside the quiet and silent locker room, Luke is sitting on the bench listening to music through his blue wireless earbuds.

The song he is listening to is "Shine Brilliant" by Peyton Harrington which is one of his favorite songs.

*Music Playing*

*Humming*

🎶 The stars are aligned, and our fates are aligned as well

I guess it is truly written in the stars, it's no doubt about it

It's truly brilliantly written

We can't escape from it

No matter how we try to outrun it

Our paths will take us on a journey to the North Star

No matter where we are

We'll never be far from one another

We are always there be in each other's hearts

And lastly, don't forget about all of the memories that we have together

Underneath the sparkle of the starlit skies, gazing from afar, knowing that our destinies are going to be interwoven

Gradually embrace the one-sided admiration through millennia

A mind filled with fascination as you depart from the collective

As you began to descend from the starlit glint

Carrying the warmness of being loved and treasured, You were never alone

The melody soothes your uncertainty

A gentle breeze blows over your sad memories

Now, My shimmery little star… SHINE BRILLIANT, Like A Star

Starlight comes gradually sneaks its way in

The phosphorescence illuminates me

Watches the newly formed hour setting itself in

The night blooms softly illuminating the entire balcony

As it basks in the brilliant starlight

The luminescence becomes more brilliant than ever before

Starlight, Star Bright, The first star I see tonight...

Catching wind of a shooting star

Capturing a glimpse of it

While looking through the lens of the telescope

Being in awe by its twinkly glimmer

Seeing the dazzling glow caught my attention

I ask myself "What does it convey?"

Is this a glimmer of romance? Or is it a beckon of love?

Who knows...

I am just fascinated by it

One star will stay, and Another will fall and find its path...

Your twinkling presence caught my eye

As you descend from the starlit glint

Blinding the North as you pass by...

At this moment I want to see you

Even if it was a brief second

I just want to see your face again

Just smiling at me once more

I want to catch a glimpse of you shine brilliantly once more

My shimmery little star… SHINE BRILLIANT, Like A Star🎶

Before he was summoned to the arena, he mouthed out those particular words of the song, As the song reached its climax.

🎶 My heart suddenly began to throb in anticipation

As I patiently wait for your dazzly arrival

The only sound I hear is my heart furiously beating

My senses are tingling with excitement

My mind is racing

Thoughts are over the place

Now I'm entering the fight-or-flight mode

My body is on autopilot

Star shine, Star glow, The first star I clasped tonight...

Heading towards that luminous glow

With each step I took

The closer I got, the glow turns into a flare

Overwhelming me with its bright light

Losing track of time, Getting lost in the brilliance of it

Everything seems to be in a stagnation

It's so surreal…

Once again, We meet at the North Star

Facing you in the brilliant light of Orion

You embraced me in your enlightenment

Your warm presence ameliorates my loneliness

Knowing that it was only simply my fleeting dream

But damn it feels so good not to be an ephemeral

Feeling your warm lips on mine

I couldn't help but be melted in your soothing touch

Your warm touches hit all the right places

To silence all of the suspicions and mistrusts that I have

I want to be in your arms for eternity

Unfortunately, we have eventually to go on our separate ways

Always cherish the memories, My shimmery little star…

Now, My shimmery little star... SHINE BRILLIANT, Like A Star 🎶

"Now, My shimmery little star... SHINE BRILLIANT, Like A Star"

*Door Knocking*

"Come in"

"Hey, Luke Sullivan you're on!"

*Luke nodded in an agreement*

"Thanks"

*He put his wireless earbuds back in its case*

*CLICK*

Luke excitedly sauntered out of the locker room and saw the roaring crowd waving a banter with his name and moniker written on it, and saw Ryu quietly meditating in the center of the ring.

*Footsteps Approaching*

"Wow, I'm truly facing the legendary Ryu"

"And I have to admit, he is super handsome"

He approached the ring with a fierce determination to defeat the legendary champion, going through the ropes and walking towards Ryu.

*Footsteps Approaching*

Luke introduced himself to Ryu as the challenger to take the championship title from him, at first glance, Ryu didn't respond to him instead he sharply exhaled and stared directly at him with a serious expression on his face.

"Hey I'm Luke "Shining Star" Sullivan"

"OK, Not much of a talker huh?"

Ryu didn't respond once again, instead merely coldly glaring at him.

He knew that he was going to be tested by the young hotshot, Luke was getting annoyed with Ryu's silence.

The lingering tension between them is so thick, they could cut it with a knife.

Eventually, Ryu introduced himself to the young hotshot and the challenger.

Being taken aback by Ryu's introduction, Luke asked him if he was into girls or guys.

Ryu was taken aback by Luke's question about his sexuality but he sincerely answered honestly.

"Hello I'm Ryu"

"Ryu, are you into girls or guys?"

"Excuse me?"

"Let me ask you again, are you into guys or girls?"

*Ryu sighs*

"Yes, I'm into guys"

"Wait, You're into guys"

"Yes, I'm into guys but it doesn't mean I'm going to be easy on you"

"Hey, I don't need you to be easy on me I just want a good entertaining match"

"You kind of remind me of Ken a little bit"

"Really?"

"Yes really"

The sound of the bell rings for the match, as the two strategize for each other's weak spots and points that they can export for an advantage. 

*Bell Rings*

"Wow, this match between Ryu and Luke is going to be amazing"

"The two competitors are intensely focusing on each other"

Ryu grabbed Luke by his right arm put him in an armbar, and stretched out of Luke's right arm causing him to yell loudly.

"I have you!"

*Ryu clutched Luke's right arm*

"Huh?, Ugh!"

*Being grabbed*

*Sound of Struggling*

As Luke struggles to get out of Ryu's hold, utilizing his long legs to escape from the armbar by putting it on the bottom rope.

"Wow, Luke is utilizing his long legs to escape the hold"

"That's a pretty good move for Luke utilizing his tall height to escape the hold that Ryu has him in"

"That's a brilliant strategy for Luke to escape it"

"Luke got to the bottom rope"

The referee stopped Ryu from furthering his hold on the right arm, Luke got up from the mat and encircled the ring.

"Let's go"

"This is amazing Luke is testing Ryu from the first round"

"Ryu is getting annoyed but he is ready for it"

"Of course, He gets annoyed because Luke is replacing him"

"Seriously I think Ryu is a legend and he can't be replaced by the Shining Star"

"They begin their dance"

Ryu and Luke clasped each other's hands and engaged in a test of strength, Their hold on one another is tightening and yet feeling so intimate.

"Hey Ryu, do you want to engage in a test of strength?"

"Fine I will engage with you"

"Alright then let's do it"

"Are you eager to win"

"Trust me I will beat you and take the belt"

"Don't make me laugh"

Luke gives him a sweet smile which catches Ryu off-guard and reminds him of his first-ever match against Ken, Ryu smiles back at Luke.

"He just gave me a sweet smile, it reminded me of Ken"

"Damn, I felt like I'm fighting Ken all over again"

"Hey you're smiling it's kind of cute"

"Don't act like I'm going to be easy on you"

"Oh you're mad huh it's kind of cute"

Ryu stops the test of strength by putting him in an armbar once again, furthering his hold on Luke's right arm and causing further pain for Luke.

"Ryu going for the right arm of Luke"

"Luke is feeling the pain"

Luke utilizes the armbar as a cover against Ryu, physically pinning him to the mat.

"Wait a minute he's utilizing the arm bar as a cover"

"Wow, this is an amazing turnaround for Luke"

"Now, Ryu is feeling the pain of the upcoming defeat"

The referee sees the cover goes to where Luke and Ryu are, and starts to pinfall count.

{POUND!}

"1…"

{POUND!}

"2…"

"Ryu kicked out at two"

"Wow, this is a close one"

"Luke is fierce and determined to be the victor"

"Ryu needs to watch out for Luke"

Luke lifted Ryu up from the mat and turned him around, and he wrapped his arms around Ryu's waist from behind.

Luke performed a German suplex on Ryu, locking him in place for the pinfall.

When the referee saw the cover, he quickly went over to count.

{POUND!}

"1…"

{POUND!}

"2…"

Ryu doesn't want to accept that he is going to be beaten by Luke Sullivan, but eventually, he has to accept it because he cannot be champion forever, and besides that, he's getting older and the title is weighing him down.

As the cheers got louder and louder, The referee finally said three and the bell rang.

{POUND!}

"3..."

*Ring Ring Ring*

"The winner is Luke Sullivan!"

Wow, a beautiful ending to this awesome match!"

"Phew!, that was a close one"

Ryu and Luke having a conversation about relationships and life with a tinge of flirtatious overtones.

*Breathing Heavily*

"Hey that was a great match, Ryu"

"Thanks for pushing me to my limits"

*Breathing Heavily*

"Hey no problem there"

*Breathing Heavily*

"I'm going to retire after this"

"Wait what, you're going to retire! Why?!"

"Well, I need to relax with Ken and live a simple life"

"Hey, do you want to go out with me someday?"

"Perhaps, If I have the time"

"Hey, Luke do you want to make out with me?"

"Sure why, I always wanted to make out with a legend like you"

"Don't hesitate"

*Kisses*

Ryu pulled Luke into a kiss, wrapping his arms around the younger man's waist. 

Having a passionate making-out session with one another, being unaware of everybody else, noticed that something was going on between them. 

When they finished making out they noticed that they had some romantic attraction to each other.

"Wow you're a great kisser Luke"

"You're not bad, Ryu"

"Here's my number, If you want to contact me"

"Hey Ryu, let me give you my number to contact me as well"