#gloria swsh

[cherryroselock22]

some redraws I made for fun! Og images/inspos under the cut

[evany-star]

[metakirya]

[kagura-arts]

Cauliflower Boy I love you! part 16: A golden opportunity (1/3)

It’s time for some character development baby 🫶🫶 New character showing up 🫢🫢

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[espurrdotmp3]

happy 5th anniversary, pokemon sword and shield!!!!!! ☆*:.｡. o(≧▽≦)o .｡.:*☆

[do-you-ship-it-polls]

Do you ship it?

[spr1g4t1t0]

finally drew gloria again (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)

i just wanted to see her in my newer style !!\⁠(⁠>⁠o⁠<⁠)⁠ﾉ

i love her she's so silly

[liighty]

Expression practice with the girly

[cryptid-called-ash]

Sing me to sleep, O’ Morning Glory

Or, Gloria gets a late night phone call and Victor handles his guilt and anxiety poorly.

It’s around 3am when Gloria gets the phone call. She barely registers the familiar ringtone.

Four bell chimes in rapid succession, followed by two deeper, much slower chimes.

Victor’s ringtone.

She’s more than awake now, staring wide eyed at the bright screen of her phone. Hardly believing the words that scrawled across the glass.

Victor A. Morning

A hundred thousand questions raced through her mind.

Is he alright?

Where was he?

Why did he leave so abruptly?

Why hadn’t he called her sooner?

What had he been doing all this time?

When was he coming home?

Was he ever coming home?

She answers.

“Vic?”

“Mornin’ Glory.” Her cousin’s voice is ragged and he’s breathing heavy.

“Arceus, Vic, you sound horrible! You okay?” Gloria’s out of bed now, almost frantically dressing. Victor barks out a hoarse laugh.

“Ah, ‘s nothing, ‘m fine now, Glory.” He doesn’t sound fine to her.

“Where are you?” She starts to fumble for her backpack, but stops when he doesn’t answer.

“I can’t tell you.” He says flatly, after a moment of silence. “Nor can I answer the other questions ‘m sure you have.”

“Why not? Vic, you’ve been gone for a fucking year!” She hadn’t meant to shout, but she always had a quick temper.

Victor doesn’t answer right away. He doesn’t have to. She can hear the sharp breaths he’s trying to muffle.

“Mornin’ Glory, please.” It’s barely a whisper and thick with guilt, but he manages to choke it out. She can hear a faint creaking, can hear Vic rocking himself. “I can’t lose you too.”

“Victor.” She can hear his breath hitch, she hardly ever uses his real name.

“Yeah?” He whimpers, biting back a poorly concealed sob.

“What do you need?” She asks softly. He called for a reason after all.

“Can.. can you sing for me? Like you did when we were little?” She smiles.

And she does. All the songs she sang over the years.

The songs she sang when Victor would have nightmares.

The songs she sang when they played in the garden with Hop.

The songs she sang him after his father’s funeral.

The songs she sang after he won each gym badge.

And the song she never got to sing to him.

The song she sang after he dropped out of the tournament and disappeared.

He wasn’t even trying to muffle the tears when she finally finished.

“Gloria.” He says when the tears finally run dry. She hums in response, letting him take the time she knows he needs.

“I need your help, Mornin’ Glory.” She smiles, shouldering her backpack. She pulls on her favourite cap, the one Issac gave her before the accident.

“Meet you at the spot?” He laughs, coarse and pained, but a laugh all the same.

“Half past ten O’clock.” He finishes the rythme, and she can hear the smile in his words. The call ends and Gloria is out the door. She had a train to catch.

The sun had long risen as Victor leans back on the floor of his van, eyes fixated on the dark screen glaring accusingly back at him.

If she dies, it’ll be your fault. Because you were too much of a coward to protect her.

He shakes his head, tearing his gaze away and looking out the back window. Absently he reaches for a pokeball on the belt of his discarded jeans. His thumb runs over the ridges. He takes a shaky breath.

“Always was a morning person.” He laughs at his own joke, fresh tears spilling hot down his already sore cheeks.

“I can’t do this alone.”

[billfrancois]

A girl and her possessed viking runestone

[onionowt]

Woah! British people!

[cherryroselock22]

[evany-star]

oh my god it’s worse than we thought. They made him EMO

[joodles98]

beginning

[kagura-arts]

(btyu)

Here a design of future btyu where Bede has short hair instead of long pooffy hair 🤭🤭

Please dont mind his dumb fit and get my vision 🫶

+ Gloria my girlboss bbygirl

[vanillray]

uhoaaaa thiings