#casteliart

          He leans against the bridge’s ledge, gaze still fixated on Castelia’s skyline. This would make for a nice photo, would it not?

⸺TO: super-duper-leavanny [txt] how long are you staying there [txt] will there be battles

“you got paint on my lawn...” he looks hurt, like a kicked pup, a stark emotion for such a large and imposing man. 

       ENVY was a deadly sin when those         inflicted with such disdain for what they         wish to have do not hesitate the thought         to KILL. Siebold never admits or even         shows JEALOUSY, but it was the worst         of things he’s suffered from. He can barely         keep his eyes on the artist of Unova. He         has seen him before. He admires him.         He is jealous of him. In particular, his         work, BEAUTIFUL and WORTHY of the         crowd.   Burgh, well known in his field,         Siebold presumed.         Siebold always wished to become a painter         as he young, but such a dream was thrown a         way to some hobby as he realized he had         to become a restaurant owner and chef.         This made him bitter to those that looked         happier than him, and those who were         SUCCESSFUL where Siebold should have         been. His expression was rather welcoming         nonetheless, the uncracked mask of the         moment. The chef gives a greeting as if         nothing was ailing him.              “Monsieur?   Ah―Burgh, was it?”

“A spelling beedrill!”

while it is known that brian get’s upset when maxwell digs up his lawn ( and his garden-- he plants both flowers and veggies ) the concept applies beyond maxwell. if anyone messes up his lawn? he’s an upset dad! robert has, more often than once, likely dealt with a towering and angry dad about his ruined lawn. 

      [[   bless you two tbh   ]]