#and is totally unfazed by all the serious injuries he takes

[poorlittleyaoyao]

back on my bullshit (wondering how and when the characters who are not part of cultivation society became cultivators to begin with)

[pikapeppa]

Felassan/Lavellan modern AU: Bitterness

Several chapters of Inadvisable (Professor Solas modern AU) have been posted on AO3 and I didn’t crosspost them here, OHP. (Honestly, Tumblr’s blocking of external links is pissing me the fuck off, so I got tired and stopped posting. But I will try to get back into the habit when I’m in the mood. 😂)

ANYWAY, catch up here on AO3, and here is some Tamaris Lavellan POV from the most recent chapter! ~6100 words in total.

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- TAMARIS -

Tamaris was cleaning up after her last client of the day when she sensed a pair of eyes on the back of her neck.

She looked up to find Athera staring at her from the doorway. She raised an eyebrow and continued sterilizing the table. “What? What’s up?”

“I have something for you,” Athera said.

Tamaris looked up once more. Athera’s voice sounded calm, but her eyes were huge and excited, and she was practically vibrating. 

Tamaris gave her a funny look. “Something for me? Like a gift?”

“Not exactly,” she said.

“So what is it?” Tamaris said, slightly nonplussed now. “Did I get a package or something? I didn’t order anything.”

“No, no package,” Athera said. “It’s, um…” She bit her lips as though to hide a smile. “Are you almost finished there?”

Tamaris wilted slightly. Athera’s antics would usually amuse her, but her fuse had been particularly short this week. “Yeah, I’ll be done in a minute,” she said. “Can you make me some coffee?”

“Of course!” Athera hurried away to the kitchen, and Tamaris exhaled and finished up her cleaning routine a little more quickly.

She wandered into the kitchen to find Athera stirring sugar into her coffee. Athera handed her the cup, and she took a fortifying sip before raising her eyebrows. “Okay. What’s this mystery thing you have for me?”

Athera made a face that was somewhere between a smile and a nervous grimace, then took a folded piece of paper out of her pocket and held it out. 

Tamaris took it. “What’s…” She trailed off with a gut-punch of shock. 

Avise. She gaped at the paper for a second, then looked up at Athera. “Where — how the fuck—?” 

“Felassan works in my lab,” Athera blurted. 

“What?” Tamaris said blankly. “He — when did – how…?”

Athera did a little hop. “I know, I know, we were surprised too! He was putting away a laptop when I was getting ready to leave for the day and I mentioned you and he was all surprised, so–”

“Wait,” Tamaris interrupted. “He works in your lab? He — he works at the Ancient Elvhen Studies lab?”

“Yes!” she said brightly. “He teaches classes for Solas and Abelas.”

Tamaris didn’t reply. She didn’t know Felassan worked at the university. He hadn’t told her he worked at the university. All he’d mentioned was his concept art job. Why hadn’t he told her that he worked at U of O?

She scowled at the paper in her hand, then held it out to Athera. “What is this?”

Athera shrugged. “I don’t know. I didn’t read it.”

“He didn’t tell you what it says?” Tamaris demanded.

“He said—” She broke off with a giggle, then bit her lips and made an apologetic face. “I asked him if it was a love letter, and he said it was the most loving love letter in all of Thedas. Or something like that.”

Tamaris’s heart twisted. She scoffed. “He’s so fucking full of shit.”

“That’s what I said you would say!” Athera laughed, then cleared her throat when Tamaris didn’t smile. “For what it’s worth, I don’t think it’s really a love letter. It only took him about ten seconds to write.”

Tamaris stared at the paper, feeling totally wrong-footed. She’d spent the better part of this week trying to forget about Felassan, ignoring his texts and distracting herself with TV or by coming up with tattoo designs for her online portfolio whenever her thoughts strayed to his cheeky fucking smile and his pretty amethyst eyes. And now, without warning, he’d inserted himself into her life. 

Without warning, here he was: a tangible piece of him in her hands. A piece of paper that his elegant hand had written on — that he’d written that fucking endearment on, to add insult to injury. 

“Well?” Athera said. “Aren’t you going to read it?”

Tamaris shot her a dirty look. “Are you going to keep staring at me until I do?”

“Probably,” Athera said. Her expression was oddly serious now. “I mean, I could pretend I don’t want to know what he wrote, and you definitely don’t have to tell me what it says, but I really think you should read it.”

“Why?” Tamaris said.

“Because…” Athera winced. “Look, no offense, but you’ve been kind of horrible all week, and I think he has something to do with it.”

Tamaris recoiled, scalded by her words. “If you think he has something to do with it, why are you taking his side?”

“I didn’t know there was something to take sides about,” Athera said carefully. “I thought he was just some guy you met last week and decided not to see again.”

Tamaris took a deep breath and rubbed the paper between her fingers. She knew she shouldn’t be feeling so angry about this, but she couldn’t seem to control her temper this week. She’d been feeling off-kilter, as though her internal equilibrium had been totally thrown off, and as much as she hated to admit it, Athera was right: she was being horrible, and Felassan did have something to do with it. 

He had everything to do with it, really. Not that he’d done anything wrong, which only served to make Tamaris feel even more inexplicably angry. 

She glared at Athera. “This is none of your business.”

Athera sighed. “I’ve been getting that a lot today.”

“What are you talking about?” she demanded.

Athera gave her a wheedling look. “I’ll tell you if you read that note.”

Tamaris sighed loudly. “For fuck’s fucking sake.”

At the end of the hall, Nare’s bedroom door opened. She poked her head out. “Is everything okay?”

Tamaris gave Athera a forbidding look, but Athera was annoyingly uncowed; she folded her arms and raised her eyebrows, and unfortunately, this was enough to draw Nare’s concern. 

She stepped out of her room and padded over to them. “What’s going on?” Her eyes fell on the piece of paper in Tamaris’s hand. “What’s that?”

Tamaris hid the paper behind her back, and Athera sighed. “Tam…”

“Leave me alone, okay?” she snapped. “You don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“That’s the problem,” Athera said. She gave her a pleading look. “Just talk to us, okay? Tell us what’s going on. You know we’re not going anywhere until you do. Right?” She looked askance at Nare, and her eyebrows rose. “Hey, are you okay? You look a little flushed.”

Nare smiled. “I’m fine! I was just doing some yoga.”

Athera blinked. “In your bedroom?”

“Yeah, I didn’t want to disturb you guys,” she said. She looked at Tamaris. “What’s going on?”

“Nothing,” Tamaris said defensively.

“Felassan is the guy that Tamaris met last week,” Athera said loudly.

Nare’s eyes went wide. “What? Seriously?”

Tamaris slumped in exasperation. “What the fuck, so you know him too?”

“Yes, he teaches my art history seminar,” Nare said. “Is he really the guy you met last week?”

“Yes,” Tamaris grunted. “But he didn’t tell me that he was a teacher at U of O.”

“Why would he tell you?” Nare asked.

Tamaris gave her an arch look. “Are you saying you think it’s okay that he fucking lied to me?”

Nare’s expression grew cautious. “No. It’s just — well, you don’t usually bother to talk much with the guys you meet. Not judging at all, you know I’m not,” she added hurriedly. “But you said yourself that you can't be bothered getting to know them.”

Athera tapped Tamaris’s wrist. “Felassan said you talked for like six hours.”

Tamaris glared at her, but Nare jumped in. “You talked to him for six hours? Really?” She raised her eyebrows playfully. “And here I was thinking you were having marathon sex and keeping all the stories to yourself for some reason.”

Athera giggled. “Me too! I thought she was just holding out on us!”

Tamaris pursed her lips and didn’t reply. After a brief awkward pause, Nare spoke again. “So… so is that a letter from him, then?”

Tamaris scowled, but Athera replied. “Yes, it is. I ran into him at the lab at the end of the day and we just happened to find out that we have Tam in common. He asked me to give that to her.”

Nare smiled. “Aw, that’s cute! What does it say?”

“I don’t know, okay?” Tamaris snapped. “I haven’t read it.”

“Can I read it?” Nare asked teasingly.

Tamaris tucked the letter against her chest. “No!”

Nare chuckled. “I’m kidding, I’m kidding.” Her smile faded. “Seriously though, what’s the problem? Did Felassan do something bad?”

“No,” Tamaris said. She gulped her coffee and burned the roof of her mouth, then set the coffee down on the counter and went to the cupboard. She got a glass and filled it with water and drank the whole thing in five gulps, and when she turned around, Nare and Athera were both looking at her. 

She sneered at them. “Take a fucking photo, it’ll last longer.”

Athera awkwardly tugged her ear, but Nare was unfazed. “What happened with Felassan last week?” she said evenly.

Tamaris swelled with anger, and Athera winced. “Tam, we’re only asking because—”

“Because you care, I know,” Tamaris burst out. “I know you’re being nosy fucks because you care, and I know I’m being a total bitch, but just — I didn’t ask for this, okay?” She gestured angrily with the folded paper in her hand. “I didn’t fucking ask for this. I didn’t want to–” She broke off before she could admit that her feelings for Felassan were more than basely sexual.

She took a deep breath to try and calm her rage. “You want to know what happened last week? We met up at the Neighbour’s House and talked, and he said he’d take me home and fuck me. But we ended up talking at his place and watching half of a movie instead. Then we started fooling around again, and I just — I didn’t want to fuck him anymore, so I came home. Okay?” She glared venomously at them. “That’s what happened. Happy now?”

Nare’s eyebrows were raised. “You didn’t want to have sex with him?”

“I did,” Tamaris gritted. “I — I wanted to fuck him. I just didn’t — I don’t want… the rest of it. I — it’s not fucking worth it.”

Athera’s face softened. “You like him, don’t you?”

A bubble of rage suddenly burst in her chest. “Just fucking drop it, okay?” she yelled. “I know you guys are just trying to be nice but I… I don’t want to do this again. You remember what happened with Perron. You were there!”

“We were,” Nare said softly. “But… Tam, I thought he didn’t matter to you anymore.” 

“He doesn’t matter anymore,” she snapped. “It’s not about him.”

 “Then what is it about?” Nare asked. 

Tamaris glared at them. At this moment, the sympathy in their faces was the last thing she wanted to see. 

She stepped back. “Forget it. I’m going to my room.” She picked up her coffee and stalked down the hall to her bedroom. She slammed the door and sank down onto the floor at the foot of her bed, then brought the coffee to her lips with a trembling hand.

The bitterness of her coffee spread across the surface of her tongue, and it was a fitting match for the bitterness that was pulsing through her chest. It’s not worth it, she thought furiously. It was crazy to put yourself on the line and to give your time and emotional energy to another person. Sure, maybe they wouldn’t turn around and dump you at the moment when you really needed their support, but you couldn’t know that. You could never be sure that the person you loved wasn’t going to fuck you over at the moment when you needed them the most. 

Fucking Perron, she thought furiously. She still couldn’t believe he’d broken up with her right when her brother Marin was in the middle of the worst psychotic episode he’d ever had. 

No, actually, she could believe it. In retrospect, Tamaris should have known that Perron was a selfish shit who would leave her the second he sensed that her attention was divided. He’d always been so fucking needy with his art, always needing to be praised even when his stuff wasn’t that good, and she’d just chalked it up to him being insecure, as many young artists were. But when Marin started acting strange and Tamaris had to keep a closer eye on him, Perron had started complaining. That was when Tamaris really should have known him for the asshole that he was.

She dragged a hand through her hair. Really, she was the one to blame for how things had fallen out. She should have kicked Perron to the curb way before he’d ever had the chance to dump her. But with Marin’s behaviour getting out of control and her parents being completely overwhelmed to the point of uselessness, Tamaris had been so desperate for some kind of anchor to a normal life.

She’d expected Perron to be that anchor. They’d been together for two fucking years, after all. But in the end, Perron had left. Even now, years after Marin was comfortably settled at the group home in Kirkwall, years after Tamaris had stopped giving a shit about Perron, the bitterness still lingered. 

Now, as she stared at the crumpled paper in her fist, she realized how badly that bitterness was poisoning her. After years of guarding herself, of purposely eschewing romantic ties in favour of easy casual sex, she’d finally met someone that she liked enough to consider actually dating. She’d met someone who was clever but kind, charming but genuine, handsome and smooth and a beautiful kisser, but also an unapologetic nerd when it came to his craft.

Now that Tamaris had met Felassan, she was realizing the ugly truth of just how thoroughly her own bitterness had sunk all the way into the core of her heart. 

A tear rolled down her face, and she hastily wiped it away before draining the last dregs of her coffee. It was too sweet, but she wasn’t surprised; that was what she got for asking Athera to make coffee for her. 

She set the cup down on the floor and closed her eyes, feeling totally exhausted by the past ten minutes. When she was finally feeling some semblance of calm, she unfolded the note from Felassan. 

Tamaris:

I can imagine your lovely scowl as you’re reading this. It would be my honour (and pleasure) to witness that lovely scowl again in person.

By the time you’re reading this, I’ll be at the Neighbour’s House having a drink. I’ll be here until Krem gets sick of me – in other words, until closing time. (He never gets sick of me. I am incredibly entertaining. And a very good tipper.)

I know what you’re thinking: I am full of shit. I dare you to say so to my face. 

Yours, Felassan

She snorted a little laugh. He was such a cheeky shit. 

Another tear rolled down her face. She impatiently wiped it away, but the next thing she knew, she was sobbing.

She dropped the letter on the floor and crawled onto her bed, then curled up and buried her face in a pillow so Nare and Athera wouldn’t hear her. Fucking Felassan, she thought furiously. Why did he have to come bursting into her life and messing up her routine? Sure, maybe her life was stale and unexciting, but it was stable. It was predictable. It wasn’t a constant fucking up-and-down of emotions, not like the years it had taken for Marin to even out.

But Felassan was ruining that. With two encounters, one Instagram conversation, a few clever texts and one hastily-scrawled note, Felassan was turning her stable routine and her emotional landscape upside down. He was making her into a fucking mess with his charm and his enthusiasm and his stupid banter and his stupid beautiful gemlike eyes, and Tamaris didn’t fucking want this.

Except that she did. She… fuck, she actually wanted him. Despite all the shit she’d gone through with Perron and the hard-earned lesson to cast aside love in favour of emotionless sex instead, her stupid heart wanted Felassan, and she was fucking terrified. 

She sobbed and clutched her pillow. She hated feeling this way — this throbbing ache in her chest that was forcing its way through her throat in a helpless spill of tears. She hadn’t cried like this in years, having purposely avoided any situations that would lead to this kind of bullshit. And now, after one stunningly memorable date, she was a fucking mess. 

She would have to ignore his letter. That’s all there was to it. She would ignore his invitation just like she’d ignored his texts and her own invasive memories of his smile, and she’d go back to her nice boring stable life of doing tattoos and binge-watching TV and fucking random guys when she really got the urge.

But you don’t want to fuck random guys, a tiny masochistic voice said at the back of her mind. You want Felassan.

She gripped her hair in her fists. When her hands started to hurt from the tension, she released her hair and rolled onto her back.

She stared up at the ceiling of her bedroom. Ghosting Felassan was the smart thing to do. She just needed a little more time to forget him, that was all. And she could start by deleting his texts from her phone.

She reached into the pocket of her sweatpants and pulled out her phone, then swiped into her texts.

Read the rest on AO3! (I’m sorry, I just refuse to format the texts here. I HAVE A LIFE TO LIVE. 😂😂😂)

[rafespeaks]

do the whole character meme for either red or silver. i dont care who just fuckjbgng do hte thign

WHY NOT BOTH???

Red

Does your character have siblings or family members in their age group? Which one are they closest with? Haha nope. He’s closest with his mother.

What is/was your character’s relationship with their mother like? Always super loving! She was supportive of him from the very beginning, and he was always a mama’s boy!

What is/was your character’s relationship with their father like? … we don’t talk about him here…

Has your character ever witnessed something that fundamentally changed them? If so, does anyone else know? Yes… Pretty much the whole region knows.

On an average day, what can be found in your character’s pockets? A couple Pokeballs, a few Pokedollars, and maybe a Potion or smth.

Does your character have recurring themes in their dreams? He often dreams of things that happened in his memories. This can be with or without Mewtwo’s influence.

Does your character have recurring themes in their nightmares? He’s never really been scared of the kind of nightmare where there’s a boogeyman or monster or anything, but his friends/family/Pokemon getting hurt/dying will always leave him broken down and crying.

Has your character ever fired a gun? If so, what was their first target? NOPE NU-UH NEVER AND HE WILL NEVER.

Is your character’s current socioeconomic status different than it was when they were growing up? Sort of…? He became the champ and suddenly it was FAME AND FORTUNE. He doesn’t really like the fame, though, and he stockpiled pretty much all of that cash. It’s starting to run out, though.

Does your character feel more comfortable with more clothing, or with less clothing? More clothing, though he doesn’t really like bundling up TOO thick. It takes a lot for him to step out without his favorite short-sleeved jacket. Unfortunately for him, Alola is H O T

In what situation was your character the most afraid they’ve ever been? Hmm… Probably when he realized the Missingno would’ve cut through Pallet Town, before they called and made sure his mother was okay. He never really gets scared for himself, and he knows his Pokemon and Green can hold their own, but his mother… Arceus, he was terrified for her.

In what situation was your character the most calm they’ve ever been? Any moment when he’s with Green and there’s absolutely nothing going on at the time.

Is your character bothered by the sight of blood? If so, in what way? Blood from scrapes and cuts? Nah, not really. From abuse, though? And serious injuries? They make him feel sick to his stomach

Does your character remember names or faces easier? He remembers both fairly well, but names are a little easier for him.

Is your character preoccupied with money or material possession? Why or why not? Nope! He’s perfectly content with his friends, family, and Pokemon! Who needs a lot of stuff when the important thing is who you’d share it with?

Which does your character idealize most: happiness or success? Happiness!

What was your character’s favorite toy as a child? Hmm… Do game systems count? If so, probably his N64 or Gameboy.

Is your character more likely to admire wisdom, or ambition in others? Probably wisdom. He’s always looking to learn more, and he greatly respects anyone who can give him advice.

What is your character’s biggest relationship flaw? Has this flaw destroyed relationships for them before? HE IS SO OBLIVIOUS SOMETIMES……… And when he realizes there’s a conflict between him and his SO, he’s reluctant to face it head-on and would rather wait for his SO to come to him once they’ve calmed down. Hence the waiting for Green on Mt. Silver for six whole years

In what ways does your character compare themselves to others? Do they do this for the sake of self-validation, or self-criticism? He doesn’t really compare that much anymore, but when he does, it is based on how much knowledge they have. He does so only to better himself and seek out others’ viewpoints of the world.

If something tragic or negative happens to your character, do they believe they may have caused or deserved it, or are they quick to blame others? It depends on the situation. Usually, he doesn’t really like to pin blame anywhere and would rather work at bettering whatever happened. If he did actually cause the event, he can feel pretty guilty, though this only serves to fuel his want to fix whatever went wrong.

What does your character like in other people? He likes passion! Anyone who has a strong sense of what they like and want is amazing to him! Bonus if they’re really caring and compassionate!

What does your character dislike in other people? He hates arrogance and a disregard for others’ well-being. Arrogance alone he can tolerate, but treating others like dirt is where he crosses the line.

How quick is your character to trust someone else? He is usually pretty quick to trust, especially if it’s a proven fact that they love Pokemon! He often finds that the strength of the person’s relationship with their Pokemon directly speaks to their character as a person.

How quick is your character to suspect someone else? Does this change if they are close with that person? There usually has to be a fair bit of evidence against someone for him to get suspicious, ESPECIALLY if they’re someone he’s close to. However, there are some instances where his instinct kicks in and he can immediately tell something’s not quite right *cough*Faba*cough*

How does your character behave around children? He adores them! He’s always careful to be gentle and kind, and will even let them see/hold/play with his Pokemon!

How does your character normally deal with confrontation? He doesn’t like it. At all. Vocal confrontation, he tends to grow quiet unless he’d agitated enough. Physical confrontation, he WILL kick your ass if necessary. End of story.

How quick or slow is your character to resort to physical violence in a confrontation? He is not quick at all to resort to violence and will only do so if there’s no other option. He’s much more quick to resort to a Pokemon battle.

What did your character dream of being or doing as a child? Did that dream come true? He never really had long-term goals or a dream job or anything as a kid. He just wanted to spend all his time with Green and always looked forward to the next time they’d see each other again. After they started to grow apart, though, his goal eventually became the same as Professor Oak’s - completing the Pokedex! And he’s gotten some good progress on it, too!

What does your character find repulsive or disgusting? Disregard for others’ life/feelings.

Describe a scenario in which your character feels most comfortable. Lounging at home with Green and all his (current 6) Pokemon around him.

Describe a scenario in which your character feels most uncomfortable. Being left alone, with no Pokemon, in a pristine lab (like the Aether Foundation or the one on Cinnabar Island - scientists may be present and do not count towards being ‘alone’).

In the face of criticism, is your character defensive, self-deprecating, or willing to improve? He is 110% willing to improve, as long as the advice being given is valid!

Is your character more likely to keep trying a solution/method that didn’t work the first time, or immediately move on to a different solution/method? Hmm… He’d probably try the same method, but tweak it just enough to be ‘different’. Especially in Pokemon battles, so the slight change throws off his opponents.

How does your character behave around people they like? He is SOOO physically affectionate! Hand-holding, hugs, and he gets really smiley and giggly, too!

How does your character behave around people they dislike? He gets really quiet and the expression on his face turns very serious. If the person pisses him off enough, he won’t hesitate to shout and bring out his Pokemon for support.

Is your character more concerned with defending their honor, or protecting their status? Hmm… Probably defending his honor. His status doesn’t really matter that much to him, as long as he is doing what is right.

Is your character more likely to remove a problem/threat, or remove themselves from a problem/threat? He would remove the problem/threat, definitely. Especially if other people are on the line. He tends to be a bit reckless when it comes to his own well-being.

Has your character ever been bitten by an animal? How were they affected (or unaffected)? I can totally see him being bitten by a Pokemon, whether it was wild or freshly caught. Mewtwo probably would’ve done this, but they’re not much of a biter. He wouldn’t be very affected, though. Maybe a bit more wary towards that particular individual, but overall unfazed.

How does your character treat people in service jobs? He is always polite and makes sure to say ‘please’ and ‘thank you’ often.

Does your character feel that they deserve to have what they want, whether it be material or abstract, or do they feel they must earn it first? He completely believes that if you want something it has to be earned, whether it is something physical or not.

Has your character ever had a parental figure who was not related to them? Professor Oak. And also Charizard and Mewtwo, to a degree, though they’d be more like siblings to him.

Has your character ever had a dependent figure who was not related to them? ALL HIS POKEMON… Other than that… not really? I mean, he and Green took care of ZZAZZ and Jacred for a little while, but they didn’t exactly stick around.

How easy or difficult is it for your character to say “I love you?” Can they say it without meaning it? It’s very easy for him to say ‘I love you’ once he realizes his feelings, oblivious as he is. He’ll even say it platonically from time to time. He won’t say it without meaning it, though. If he says he loves you, he really does care.

What does your character believe will happen to them after they die? Does this belief scare them? Hmm… I don’t really give this much thought for any of my muses. As far as the real world is concerned, he lives in Japan, so he’d be familiar with Shinto and Buddhism, but I think he’d really be agnostic. Sure, there’s plenty of proof of some people and Pokemon coming back as Ghost-type Pokemon, but that can’t happen to all of them. Otherwise, the world would be overrun with Ghost-types! And what happens to Ghost-types? Do they get reincarnated? Or do their spirits disappear forever? Whatever happens, he’s not really too worried about it. Mostly, he concerns himself with what good he does while he’s alive.

Silver

Does your character have siblings or family members in their age group? Which one are they closest with? No, he doesn’t have any family members in his age group, really. And as for who he’s closest with, not counting Pokemon, it would be Giovanni.

What is/was your character’s relationship with their mother like? Ariana was always the stricter parent of the two. Silver respected her, and even feared her a little... But after he found out about his parents’ roles in Team Rocket, he grew to hate her. Especially when she revived the criminal organization. Nowadays, he doesn’t give a flying fuck about his mother, and as far as he’s concerned, he has no mother.

What is/was your character’s relationship with their father like? He and Giovanni were always fairly close, even when he was a child. Unfortunately, Silver’s faith in and love for his father was seriously shaken when he started spending more time managing Team Rocket than caring for his son. Since meeting up again, much of his hurt has been healed, but things are still a little shaky between them sometimes.

Has your character ever witnessed something that fundamentally changed them? If so, does anyone else know? Yes and yes. He first connected the dots about his parents being in Team Rocket when he saw a police report on the organization. Ever since then, he was never quite the same.

On an average day, what can be found in your character’s pockets? What little cash he has on him, his communicator, a small swiss army knife, and his Pokeballs.

Does your character have recurring themes in their dreams? He doesn’t really dream often enough to have recurring themes.

Does your character have recurring themes in their nightmares? Either not being able to help someone or him hurting someone he cares about.

Has your character ever fired a gun? If so, what was their first target? No, he has not fired a gun. But he’d definitely be the type of person to practice with one and carry one around for safety.

Is your character’s current socioeconomic status different than it was when they were growing up? Kind of... His parents had plenty of money, though they tried not to spoil him. But once he ran away, he was constantly struggling and never had much money. Even now, when he’s living with his father again, he’s pretty strapped for cash and doesn’t want any unnecessary assistance from his father.

Does your character feel more comfortable with more clothing, or with less clothing? More clothing, definitely. The more layers, the better, as long as it’s not too hot out.

In what situation was your character the most afraid they’ve ever been? Hmm... Probably when he nearly got crushed by a falling tree in the middle of a thunderstorm.

In what situation was your character the most calm they’ve ever been? Probably... sitting on the couch, reading, with Persian laying over his lap and Weavile sitting beside him.

Is your character bothered by the sight of blood? If so, in what way? Blood doesn’t really phase Silver. Especially not his own blood. When he sees blood on himself, he immediately takes stock and cleans himself up as fast as possible. Other people freaking out at the sight of blood would make him roll his eyes, but if the blood belongs to his Pokemon or someone he cares about, he’s much more anxious about it.

Does your character remember names or faces easier? Probably faces... though his mind’s really sharp when it comes to that sort of thing.

Is your character preoccupied with money or material possession? Why or why not? Only as far as surviving goes. Once he has what he needs, he doesn’t really care about material stuff. He sees it as trivial and unnecessary. The only exceptions are his comfort item (his Persian plush) and gifts from people he cares about.

Which does your character idealize most: happiness or success? Happiness... though if you asked him, he’d deny it for fear of being seen as sappy.

What was your character’s favorite toy as a child? That’s easy! His Persian plush!

Is your character more likely to admire wisdom, or ambition in others? To be perfectly honest...? Ambition. Wisdom is all well and good, but he can’t stand it when people sound like they’re talking down to him and preaching about the things they know.

What is your character’s biggest relationship flaw? Has this flaw destroyed relationships for them before? He can be fairly overprotective... especially if he knows/thinks his S/O is vulnerable at the moment. As an extention, he never really puts himself first, especially in dangerous situations. He also doesn’t tend to contribute to choices like where to go on a date, what to eat, etc. simply because he doesn’t care about little choices like that. It can be REALLY frustrating, but it hasn’t ruined any relationships for him. (As a bonus flaw, he can be REALLY blunt with facts and his personal opinions.)

In what ways does your character compare themselves to others? Do they do this for the sake of self-validation, or self-criticism? He tends to compare his strength to others a lot, both for validation and self-criticism. He’s determined to be a strong trainer who can stand on his own two feet. Unfortunately, he often gets stuck on comparing himself to those stronger than him. Especially Ethan. When this happens, he can get fairly angry, and somewhat depressive on occasion - like no matter how hard he trains, he’s not getting anywhere and will never be good enough for his own standards.

If something tragic or negative happens to your character, do they believe they may have caused or deserved it, or are they quick to blame others? He likes to blame others, especially in public. But when he’s on his own, he can get pretty down on himself.

What does your character like in other people? He likes independence and strength. He greatly respects people who can hold their own in a Pokemon battle

What does your character dislike in other people? Weakness of any kind. Timidness, grouping for ‘strength’ in numbers when individually none of them are strong, submissiveness, sympathy for those he feels ‘don’t deserve it’, etc... (He’s much more lenient on this now, especially physical weakness due to an illness or weakness in battle due to inexperience, but it still annoys him.)

How quick is your character to trust someone else? He is probably the LEAST trusting of all my muses/OCs. It borders on paranoia, really.

How quick is your character to suspect someone else? Does this change if they are close with that person? Everyone is suspect unless he’s close with them. It takes ages for him to open up, so if anyone accuses someone he’s close to of doing something bad, the accuser better prepare for a fist to the face because fuck you they’d never do such a thing.

How does your character behave around children? He stays WAAAY out of their way, if he can. If he can’t, he’s an awkward mess. He’d be one of those ‘all kids are the devil except mine’ parents.

How does your character normally deal with confrontation? Either he SPEED WALKS the other way, or he charges straight in, ready to kick ass. On the rare occasions he can’t fight OR flee, he’s almost like a cornered animal. Don’t touch him - he WILL hurt you.

How quick or slow is your character to resort to physical violence in a confrontation? Very quick. You got a problem with him? And you bug him enough? He’ll rip your goddamn head off. 

What did your character dream of being or doing as a child? Did that dream come true? Hmm... I kind of get the feeling he’d want to work with feline Pokemon, even at a young age. And of course, his father’s a gym leader, so that always used to seem very possible to him. Unfortunately, by the time he ran away, he was so jaded to absolutely everything that being a great trainer seemed like the only viable option for him. And of course, he’s really only an adequate trainer... so that only served to make him feel worse about... well, pretty much everything in his life by that point.

What does your character find repulsive or disgusting? Weak people hiding behind others and using them to do their dirty work. He can’t STAND that... Also, he absolutely HATES people treating the homeless and children badly. If he sees that shit, he WILL fuck you up.

Describe a scenario in which your character feels most comfortable. Spending some quiet time at home, especially with Persian and his Pokemon. Ethan and Lyra being there is a bonus, as long as things stay calm and quiet.

Describe a scenario in which your character feels most uncomfortable. He doesn’t really get uncomfortable easily, but... hmm... Probably being around a group of police officers. The more there are, the worse it is. And if his father is with him, he’ll be INTERNALLY SCREAMING THE ENTIRE TIME.........

In the face of criticism, is your character defensive, self-deprecating, or willing to improve? Silver is VERY defensive when criticized... though he’s trying hard to change that.

Is your character more likely to keep trying a solution/method that didn’t work the first time, or immediately move on to a different solution/method? Oftentimes, Silver couldn’t afford to keep trying the same thing over and over again despite failures... so he tends to move on immediately.

How does your character behave around people they like? He’s much less abrasive and does his best to take their feelings into consideration. He smiles more, his body language is more open, and he’ll generally just... want to hang around them, even if they’re not really talking or DOING anything. Long story short: he a cat.

How does your character behave around people they dislike? He will NOT stick around if he doesn’t have to. His word choice is crueler, he scowls a lot, his hands stay in his pockets, and his hair often gets in his face because he’d rather not bother removing his hand from his pocket to fix it.

Is your character more concerned with defending their honor, or protecting their status? Well... he really doesn’t give two shits about either honor or his status. All he cares about is the opinions of those he cares about and whether or not he can support himself and his Pokemon.

Is your character more likely to remove a problem/threat, or remove themselves from a problem/threat? Erm... I’m gonna have to say it depends. If he thinks he can manage it or he’s angry enough, he will absolutely try to handle it himself. If not, he will turn around and walk the other way.

Has your character ever been bitten by an animal? How were they affected (or unaffected)? I can guarantee you that at least one Pokemon has bitten him. He would’ve sworn and sicced his own Pokemon on them, or even attacked them himself if he had no other choice. He didn’t survive alone with no home for six years without learning how to defend himself, after all. Also, this would’ve contributed to his distrust of unfamiliar Pokemon.

How does your character treat people in service jobs? He ignores them for the most part. They give him what he wants, he gives them cash, and they never see each other again. No reason to be especially nice or antagonistic.

Does your character feel that they deserve to have what they want, whether it be material or abstract, or do they feel they must earn it first? In all honesty, he kind of does feel a little entitled to the things he wants, because he’s had a pretty hard life and he never really wants anything too unreasonable. He’s worked hard as a Pokemon trainer, even if he is mediocre, so why shouldn’t he be able to earn enough money to feed himself? He’s worked his ass off ever since he left home, he’s earned a little peace goddamn it.

Has your character ever had a parental figure who was not related to them? Yes. Persian and Weavile both.

Has your character ever had a dependent figure who was not related to them? Um... do his Pokemon count...? I’m gonna say they do. Especially in Litten and Meowth’s cases.

How easy or difficult is it for your character to say “I love you?” Can they say it without meaning it? It is EXTREMELY difficult for Silver to say “I love you”. He doesn’t really tend to vocalize his positive feelings at all. He has to be thinking about it for it to happen. And “I love you” in particular is so romanticized, he’d easily get flustered and nervous about saying it to those he cares about (at least at first - it’s easier with his father b/c he’s said it ever since he was young). Another part to this, though, is that he was really hurt by his parents’ choice of Team Rocket being more important than their own son. As a result, it’s extremely hard for him to trust people enough to say something that intimate. He’d NEVER say it without meaning it, because why would he?

What does your character believe will happen to them after they die? Does this belief scare them? He’s completely atheist. He doesn’t believe in any kind of god or afterlife, and though reincarnation is somewhat proven with some Ghost-type Pokemon, he doesn’t believe that happens to everyone. In fact, he sort of HOPES you just disappear into nothingness after death because he’s just that sick of life’s hardships.

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Snow piled up around Clark County early Saturday but the sun and warmer temperatures melted much of what fell hours earlier, inspiring many to take the winter storm in stride after days of hype and frenzied anticipation.

Families gathered at Franklin Park in northwest Vancouver late Saturday morning said they were enjoying the snow, which didn’t completely cover the grass. Kids on sleds glided down mellow hills and left trails exposing still-green vegetation under a thin layer of frozen precipitation.

Standing beside a decent-sized snowman, Zoe Anderson, 11, said she loved the snow and didn’t mind the cold weather.

“No school for one thing,” Anderson said. “I get to use my ski gear, which I’m excited about because I got some new things for Christmas. I really like sledding. And building snowmen. And snowball fights.”

Her brother, 17-year-old Matthew Schilling, wasn’t as enthused about potentially missing school. The more days of school that are canceled, the longer the school year extends into June, he said.

“It gets in the way of things,” he said.

Most community events and activities, including virtually anything taking place at a school, were canceled Saturday.

Camas got the most snow. According to the National Weather Service’s accumulation totals, 8 inches were dumped on the town late Friday and early Saturday.

Many spots in Vancouver received about half that amount. Cascade Park snow measured about 4 1/2 inches while 3 1/2 inches fell around the Vancouver Mall. The weather service listed a total of 1.8 inches for Battle Ground.

A few snow flurries were forecasted for Southwest Washington and Northwest Oregon on Saturday night. “Snow showers coming to a end,” forecasters noted in a weather timeline. Despite fewer snowflakes falling, colder temperatures were predicted to cause icy conditions and impact travel. The same scenario was expected for Sunday.

In a special weather statement issued late Saturday afternoon, the weather service said to prepare for the coldest air so far this winter.

“Low (temperatures) drop to the lower to middle 20s along the coast, and into the middle and upper teens for much of the interior,” the statement said. “Looks can be deceiving, as what may look to be just a wet road could easily be a stretch of ice. As the sun sets, motorists should be prepared for such conditions.”

Sunday night, there is potential for more snow. Temperatures should be cool enough for it to snow across the metro and Clark County. The precipitation may turn to rain after midnight for areas below 1,000 feet and west of the Columbia Gorge, according to the weather service’s timeline.

Despite previous outlooks calling for another major snow event, the weather service said rain is more likely on Monday.

“Rain below 1,500 feet” forecasters said Saturday. A mixture of rain and snow is possible Tuesday. “Still a lot of uncertainty with low elevation snow potential,” they noted.

Stocking up

The earlier threat of a big weekend storm caused people to stock up on groceries and other supplies. By Saturday afternoon, Grocery Outlet Bargain Market on Northeast Fourth Plain Boulevard in Vancouver was quiet, and the shelves were well stocked.

Store operator Carlos Rodriguez Vega said customers packed the store Friday. Produce got low but did not come close to running out as the store ordered more than usual in preparation for the wintery weather.

“We have a steady stream of trucks coming in, so the shelves will be stocked,” said Rodriguez Vega. “It’s a bit more quiet today. We’ve had some customers come in and say they didn’t want to deal with the mass crowds.”

The store was calm, as were the roads. Most of the mayhem resulting from the snow consisted of vehicle crashes. Emergency responders seemed unfazed.

Vancouver police Officer Ilia Botvinnik said conditions were much worse early in the morning. He said several spots caused persistent problems in the city. He estimated that police responded to less than a dozen crashes, all of which were minor.

“It’s been surprisingly mild considering the weather,” Botvinnik said. “There were fewer people on the road it looked like, so that probably helped.”

Clark County Fire & Rescue Chief John Nohr said his crews were dispatched to 18 incidents over 24 hours up to 4 p.m. Saturday. The majority of the calls were crashes. On an average day, firefighters in the coverage area — Ridgefield, La Center, Woodland — respond to about 11 calls, Nohr said.

Chief Nohr said all of the crashes were minor.

“There were a couple of cars that ended up on their sides, but they were slow-moving crashes. Only one person was transported to the hospital. Everyone was driving slow because of the conditions,” he said.

Mark Ervin, a battalion chief with the Camas-Washougal Fire Department, said area residents called in and shared how many inches of snow heaped up outside their homes. Seven inches in Prune Hill, said one family. Ervin characterized the roads as “not too bad,” although all the fire department apparatuses were chained up for extra traction.

Firefighters in Camas went to four calls for cars sliding off the roadway, Ervin said. None were serious. No one was taken to the hospital. There was only one minor injury.

“We had more snow on the roads out here, but the (road) crews did a great job of clearing most of them,” Ervin said. “It’s been pretty uneventful.”

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