the mystic seer of the future

→     𝐈 .    GENERAL

❛   hush .   raise  a  finger  in  a  gesture  to  silence  my  muse . ❛   sit .   gesture  for  my  muse  to  sit  down . ❛   door .   hold  a  door  open  for  my  muse . ❛   tap .   tap  my  muse  on  the  shoulder  to  garner  their  attention . ❛   hunger .   give  my  muse  something  to  eat  /  drink . ❛   cook .   present  my  muse  with  home - cooked  food . ❛   brush .   work  a  brush  /  comb  through  my  muse’s  hair . ❛   read .   silently  read  a  book  alongside  my  muse . ❛   hand .   hold  out  a  hand  for  my  muse  to  take . ❛   dressed .   help  my  muse  put  on  an  article  of  clothing . ❛   note .   give  my  muse  a  note  saying :   [ content ] . ❛   amplify .   turn  up  the  music  in  the  car .

→     𝐈𝐈 .    ANGST

❛   patch .   help  my  muse  patch  up  a  wound . ❛   night terrors .   hold  my  muse  after  they  wake  up  from  a  nightmare . ❛   company .   silently  sit  with  my  muse  to  comfort  them. ❛   hospital .   my  muse  is  told  that  yours  is  in  the  hospital . ❛   revelation .   show  my  muse  evidence  of  a  lie  they  told . ❛   indulge .   find  my  muse  drinking  to  cope . ❛   downfall .   find  my  muse  collapsed  on  the  ground . ❛   console .   comfort  my  muse  as  they  cry . ❛   nurse .   give  my  muse  company  in  the  hospital .

→     𝐈𝐈 .    AFFECTIONATE

❛   wink .   wink  at  my  muse .  ❛   wrap .   wrap  an  arm  around  my  muse’s  [ shoulders  /  waist ] . ❛   caress .   gently  caress  my  muse’s  face . ❛   tousle .   mess  playfully  with  my  muse’s  hair . ❛   chest .   place  your  head  on  my  muse’s  chest .    ❛   comb .   comb  fingers  through  my  muse’s  hair . ❛   grasp .   run  to  my  muse  &  jump  into  their  arms . ❛   lean .   lean  on  my  muse’s  shoulder . ❛   tender .   kiss  my  muse  on  the  [ forehead  /  cheek  /  nose ] . ❛   abrupt .   kiss  my  muse  out  of  the  blue . ❛   chaste .   chastely  kiss  my  muse . ❛   good morning .   kiss  my  muse  the  morning  after . ❛   volumes .   gaze  at  my  muse  in  a  way  that  silently  says  ‘i love you’ .

→     𝐈𝐈𝐈 .    VIOLENT

❛   strike .   [ slap / punch ]  my muse in the face . ❛   gun .   wield  a  gun  at  my  muse . ❛   twist .   twist  my  muse’s  arm  behind  their  back . ❛   throttle .   aggressively  wrap  your  hands  around  my  muse’s  throat . ❛   parch .   burn  my  muse  with  a  hot  object . ❛   take down .   forcefully  bring  my  muse  to  the  ground . ❛   gouge .   wield  a  sharp  object  at  my  muse . ❛  shunt .   shove  my  muse  backwards . ❛  stickup .   yell  at  my  muse  to  put  their  hands  in  the  air. ❛  shoot .   [ fatally  /  non-fatally ]   shoot  my  muse . ❛  stab .   stab  my  muse with a  [ knife / other object ].

→     𝐈𝐕 .    NSFW

(( okay but now put grim and morty in charge of running a haunted house ))

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Send me "What did you just call me?" and I will generate a number from 1-40 for what my muse will have called yours...3!

Takako normally would have flushed and tried to run away after a remark like the one she had just made toward the gym leader (her professor if we’re basing this of of the AU), but with all of the embarrassing exchanges that had happened in the past few months, she was going to make him laugh this time. Pulling out a pair of sunglasses, she placed them on her face and in a very serious manner replied:

"Babe." 

"T-Taka...where did you even-" He paused to inhale, clearing his throat before attempting to speak again. "Apart from that...statement..." he giggled a little, "where did you even get those shades from?"

To be honest, he probably should've been asking why she'd called him that in the first place, but he was still trying to regain his composure as it was.

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Send me a “babe” for muse’s reaction to yours groping their ass

Another day, another visit with Morty. Nothing had seemed too out of the ordinary; there had been the usual hanging around and the usual snuggling, nothing too unusual. That was, until Falkner felt… something.

Face reddening quickly, he turned almost immediately to glare at Morty with wide eyes. He.. he hadn’t, had he? Never would he have thought that his friend would do something so bold. Maybe it was a mistake? Although, he had done some bold things in the past… Regardless, Falkner had gotten very flustered very quickly and, though a part of him wanted to, he wasn’t going to just act as if it hadn’t happened.  

“What did you just do…”

"I…adjusted..?" Well, it wasn’t a complete lie…but whether or not Falkner would push it was another matter entirely.

It wasn’t his fault that cuddling with the other Gym Leader was so comfortable, and his hand was already so close in the first place, so he hadn’t expected Falkner to notice. Okay, that was a lie; he knew Falkner would notice, but he hadn’t expected him to say anything. Sure, the majority of Morty’s efforts to get Falkner to notice his interest were falling flatter than a Stunfisk, but he wasn’t ready to just give up as of yet.

You’re sure this person you’ve spotted is some kind of Gym Leader or Elite Four member. You’re not entirely familiar with most Gym Leaders, but you can recognize it when they’re someone important. Noting the Pokeballs on your belt, you consider your theory correct. May as well approach them ask for training advice. You need all the help you can get.

Turning towards the voice, he quickly re-adjusted his line of sight. Was this a child, or a young adult? He squinted slightly, wondering if he could get some glasses without anyone noticing, and pushed his headband up. Looking a bit taken aback by the question, he took a moment to gather himself. This kid's sweater was very bright.

"Well, I wouldn't exactly say I'm the powerful one," he began with a smirk, although he tried to cover it with a friendly smile. If the kid didn't know, there was no reason to advertise his ability. "It's more so the teamwork between myself and my Pokémon. The stronger the bond, the further they'll help you get."

He gestured to his Sableye, which had scaled his form as he spoke and now rested on his head. "I'm actually out for a stroll with my personal team right now, if you'd like to join us?"

WOW THANKS OMFG

this makes me rly happy because like, my fave thing in the world is pokemon/homestuck interactions (whether it means a pokestuck verse or not because i constantly bug the hell out of pokemon blogs on my normal verse homestuck blogs) and its like. there it is. there it is.

so ur cool m8

also i feel like i know you

like

we might have roleplayed on one of my other rp blogs a while ago

just like, assigning all the trolls and kids Pokémon and figuring out if they’d specialize in certain types and fields because there’s trainers, breeders, coordinators, future champions…

actually, my constant need for Homestuck and Pokémon lead me to trying to create a region specifically for a Pokéstuck crossover sort of thing but it’s hard when you need people in both fandoms OTL

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(( hun calm urself ur at the top again ))

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