#idk what the word limit is on tumblr so thats why its split

[giravolo]

Pokemon Legends Arceus gira!Volo au [p1]

[part 2] [part 3]

a simple retelling of Volo’s events in which Giratina possesses Volo and create a sort of symbiotic relationship. some headcanons sprinkled along the way.

currently split into 3 parts for easier reading on tumblr, will update with links with to the rest + ao3 version

CW for some slight body/eye horror

It was like a horrible nightmare, where the sky was an endless void, and all sense of direction was meaningless. The hellish realm was haunted by a dark serpent, roaming free within its constraints. The red tips of its tendrils trailing behind as the beast circled a lone rocky platform.

A misplaced merchant awoke, stranded on the floating rock. As he came to, the beast met his eyes, its red gaze piercing, burning through. Volo gasped, completely unaware of his surroundings, or lack thereof, and took a step back in shock. It was then that the empty space around him became known. He quickly turned himself around to ensure that yes, the endless beyond was in fact endless. 

The serpent moved to face Volo once more, closing the space between them. Its large body wrapped around Volo, almost ensnaring him in place. It made a loud hiss at the man. Volo studied it, trying to keep his fear down. His quickened breath slowed to a calmer pace, and he felt an urge to reach out to the beast. The beast closed its eyes and lowered its head, allowing Volo to touch it. 

“You are the third,” Volo spoke slowly. “You are Giratina.”

The beast made a soft sound.

“You can help me?” Volo asked, opening his eyes. “And I can help you…”

Giratina screeched out, and suddenly Volo was enveloped in complete darkness.

When he awoke, Volo was back in the labyrinth of Turnback Cave. He was in one piece, nothing out of place or broken. He looked down, however, and something new was at his feet. A purple stone plate. Volo picked it up, carefully examining its sides. He noticed something was inscribed on the plate, a language he could just barely make out. 

"The other side of this world was given by the Original One to its raging third."

He knew instantly what the text was referring to. He pocketed the plate into his backpack, and prepared to make his way out of the cave. Though, as he turned, he noticed something odd about his shadow. It seemed as if it was moving on its own. He looked around, failing to find any proper light source. The room was deathly silent. Empty, except for him and his thoughts alone. 

Volo left the room, hoping that it was just his mind playing tricks on him.

Turnback Cave was a mysterious labyrinth. Almost impossible to navigate, having to rely purely on luck to find the end. Many times had Volo been sent back to the entrance, turned around not by his own volition. Pure relief washed over the merchant as he was immediately returned to the entrance. It certainly was easier to leave the cave than it was to enter it.

The bright sunlight scorched his face as Volo reached the top of the hill. He had never been bothered by the rays of the sun, but perhaps his time in the cave was enough to make him accustomed to the darkness. He didn’t think much of it, and made his way down. 

The cool sea breeze welcomed Volo as he approached the beach. He had been walking nonstop and was in desperate need of a nap. He found a cool tree to sit under, relieving himself of the large backpack full of goods.

Volo took out a pokeball, and released a togepi out to join him. He smiled warmly as his little friend. 

“Hey there girl,” he spoke sweetly. “Just a quick rest and we’ll be back to the others soon, okay?”

Togepi chirped cheerfully, and motioned upwards. Volo let out a soft chuckle and picked up the pokemon in a swift swoop. She made happy little squeaks, waving her stubby arms about. 

Together, they rested in the shade of the tree, facing the ocean, with togepi sitting quietly in Volo’s lap. 

A short time passed before Volo was jolted awake by a frightened togepi. She was on the verge of tears, using her little arms to bap Volo’s chest. He quickly scanned the area, looking for any threats, but there were none. He sighed, and wrapped his arms around his friend.

“It’s okay, nothing is going to hurt you. You’re safe.” He cooed the pokemon, lightly patting her.

Togepi was still not okay, she shook her head, still trying to keep her tears in. She was looking up, above Volo’s head. She tried to cry out, stumbling over her own little sounds.

Volo looked up, only to see the branches of the tree and the cool swaying leaves. He stood up, holding togepi close to him, and turned to look behind him. Nothing was behind the tree either.

“Look, my friend. Nothing of danger.” He gazed down at togepi, who stared at him with frightful, unconvinced eyes. Volo sighed, ready to give up. “Perhaps I should return you to your pokeball, will you feel safer there?” he asked. 

Togepi was unmoved, so Volo made the final decision for her. He reached for the pokeball sitting at his feet, and moved to return the pokemon. It was finally then, that it caught his eye.

His shadow, casted against the large trunk of the tree, stared back at him with bright, cold eyes. Its shape not his own, moving independently of Volo. His shadow was Giratina. 

Without breaking eye contact, Volo quietly returned Togepi to her ball. He now understood where her fear had stemmed from, and he too felt frightened at the sight. He reached out to touch it, to make sure it was real, and Giratina opened a bright red smile at him. 

As his hand met with the beast, a flash of darkness overcame him. For a brief moment, his chest felt empty, as if his insides were floating upwards. The sound of the ocean waves disappeared, replaced by fuzz. Deep in his head, at the back of his mind, Volo heard a voice.

We go to the heavens.

Volo gasped for air as Giratina’s grip on him loosened. His shadow was still being occupied by the beast. He rested against the tree, Giratina moving its body so as to not be obstructed by the merchant. 

“The heavens?” he asked aloud, still catching his breath. “How am I supposed to reach there?”

I will take us there. Giratina rang again in Volo’s head. Coronet, it spoke. 

Somehow, and for some reason, Volo understood and accepted the beast's demand. Mount Coronet was home to the Temple of Sinnoh, a place said to be the closest point to the heavens. If his ultimate goal was to meet the Original One, that would be the place to go.

“I can get us there,” Volo said. “But I have to resupply first.” He was met with no response, which he took to mean he was understood.

He took up his backpack, tightening his belt and securing his hat. The sea breeze blew coldly on his face, rustling his hair to the side. As he stepped out from under the shade, the sunlight burned on the newly exposed part of his face. Volo’s eye began to burn, an intense itching overcoming him. Volo yelped out, rushing to cover his eye with his hands. His eye teared up, the pain getting to him.

Water, he thought, the water!

The merchant rushed to the ocean’s shore, clambering down on his knees and cupping some water in his hands. He splashed his face until the burning sensation had cooled. Pushing aside his now wet hair, he looked into the water to see what was wrong. 

The white of his left eye was a dark abyss, with his pupil a scorching bright red. It was just like that of his new companion. Behind him, Giratina swayed about along the sand, its tendrils reaching out towards Volo as he was kneeled down.

Volo took a moment to compose himself. He redid his hair, tightening the bun so that his bangs were less likely to move in the breeze, and to ensure his eye was protected. He could not let anyone see it. Not that he regularly had it showing anyway, but now it was truly important. 

He sighed. What did he get himself into? It would be worth it, he tried to convince himself. It needed to be.

He rose up from his spot on the beach, adjusted his backpack and swept off the sand from his pants and apron. He wiped his face, and turned away from the shore. Looking down, he saw Giratina staring at him with curious eyes. Volo took a deep breath, and began walking back towards the mirelands.

[lysitheaioandeuropa]

1. what is your favourite plant? succulents! and sunflowers

2. do you believe in aliens? idk about aliens in the traditional sense, but we can’t be the only living forms out there

3. name three artists ( musical or art ) that have inspired you or impacted you. james franco is all i could think of at the top of my head atm, don't ask me why

4. who are your favourite people in the world? i have a couple

6. what is your favourite dog breed? currently, samoyeds! i just found out they are hypoallergenic!!!!

8. what are your favourite names? i was thinking of amara the other day

9. do you enjoy reptiles as pets? why or why not? fuck no they make me cringe i do not fuck w reptiles

10. how does art or music make you feel? music completes me tbh

11. do you prefer the beach or the mountains? i think mountains

12. indoor gardens or outside gardens? BOTH!!!! WHY LIMIT YOUR GARDENS LIKE THAT!!!

13. do you like long hair or short hair? i’m not even sure tbh. short hair looks soooo good on some people but i’m rocking that look now and its a hard pass? i think? but long hair didnt look that good on me either (i mean mostly bc all my hair was dead but idk what to do about it anymore, might pull a brittney and shave it all off next time i have a mental breakdown tbh)

14. what is your favourite childhood memory? dique “childhood”

15. what is the dreamiest/most surreal thing that has ever happened to you? my guy, i spend 90% of my time dissociating and splitting, i am literally just floating through time, everything feels dreamy and surreal even when i don’t want it to

16. where do you feel time stop? TARGET!!!!!!

17. what is your favourite breed of cat? i dont rly like cats like that

18. are you pro freckle? mhm, definitely

19. what is your favourite thing right now? nothing at the moment, i’m kinda going through it. but with that said, food and retail therapy, i just be buying shit and i can’t afford it at all.

20. what is your hidden talent? (example: memory, double joints, etc.) when i’m normal, i do have rly good memory like, i’ll hold on to words and details no matter how insignificant and it’ll come up in passing months later and people look at me shook (doesn’t happen too often now i know, bc yeah)

21. what is the best dream you've ever had? i never rly have good ones, usually just plaugued by nightmares and sleep paralysis, and if i have good ones i don’t remember them

22. are you a good plant owner? not lately, two of my plants have died

23. what is your favourite article of clothing? all i wear around the house is hoodies and underwear, and i don’t even leave the house like that so 

24. how many languages do you know? i speak english and spanish fluently, french and portuguese kinda fluently 

25. what is your dream vacation? i’m honestly just focusing on staying alive until tomorrow and that bit is hard enough so hard to envision a vacation. i’ll go anywhere tbh

26. do you believe in zodiacs/horoscopes? lowkey yeah

27. if you could have any superpower, what would it be? telepathy

28. who is the most unproblematic person you know? i don’t think i know anyone unproblematic lmao

29. do you know how beautiful you are? i want to crawl at my skin and hate the body i inhabit so i think thats a no from me dog

30. what is your favourite feeling? manic

31. what is your favourite cold drink? coffee

32. what is your favourite hot drink? coffee

33. what has been the highlight of your week? SMF this weekend

34. who are your favourite tumblrs? neuli bc flowers

35. what are your favourite sounds? rain is nice, in the day time

36. what is your aesthetic of choice? i don’t rly have a specific aesthetic or anything

37. if you could spend a day with anyone, who would it be? i just spend a lot of time with myself

38. do you like anons? why or why not? don’t have enough followers for that

39. what is the nicest thing someone has ever said about you? people say nice things about me but they don’t rly resonate. however, the other day like five minutes into meeting this lady she said somethings that brightened up my day and i didn’t even know her

40. list the top five things you love about yourself or your life. yeah pass

41. have you ever seen the ocean? mhm