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39. What recharges them when they’re feeling drained?Cuddles, frankly. A lot of quiet, personal time or one-on-one with someone close to her. Listening to playback of woodwinds or strings. Sleep is also magical for Brienne. A good night’s sleep will do a lot for her.

45. Superstitions or views on the occult?Superstitious as hell. Has a habit of throwing a little salt over her left shoulder when cooking. Celebrates the equinoxes and solstices. 

Send me ‘►►’ to see what my muse would be like if an important event in their life didn’t happen.

If Looker never ran away from his home in Santalune City when he was younger... 

With this event technically being the catalyst for the rest of his life events, it’s safe to say that if he remained in Kalos--even if he just moved to another city--that what his life is now and what it would have been would two completely different worlds. 

Even though the possibility of him still joining Interpol is there, it’s highly unlikely (seeing as his girlfriend-turned-wife in Sinnoh was the one to kinda inspire that choice). So, with that said, there’s three main paths this route could take: Looker--just Richard from his point on--could have either gave into his father’s demands and joined the Kalosian military, retraced his youth to follow his dream of being a professional baseball player, or, the most likely option, was go back and continue his Pokemon journey. The last option seems a bit more favorable, seeing as at this point he’d already have his own Pokemon, Croagunk, and a bit of experience in training having traveled with his friends previously and obtaining two of the eight badges already (look at that, one-fourth of the way done!). 

Of course, the other two are still options. The possibility of Rich taking his father’s road of becoming a soldier is still a valid one, and while nothing too exciting would probably come about this path (I mean, I would assume that all the regions are at peace with each other so unless something were to happen then???) but let’s say Kalos ends up going to war or something and Rich has to fight. He’s suddenly in the same shoes his old man was--killing for sport. No doubt this would not only fuck him up pretty bad overall, but one of his worst nightmares would then come true: he’d become just like his father. And if there’s one thing Rich hates probably more than anything, it’s that old man. 

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Food Play:NEVER | NOT REALLY | MAYBE | NOT BAD | MMMMM | HELL YES | TAKE ME NOW | THERE GO MY PANTS

Meme

It was supposed to be a normal hug. A nice hug. Happy one. The kind he usually greeted Claine with. Not that he always did, but at least all the previous times had been planned that way. He felt his mind suddenly becoming tied to that of his friend, images from his mind rushing to Claine’s like a tidal wave.

So much red. On the floor, on the table, on the walls, pieces of yellow and brown laying separate on the tiles soaked in a pool of–

He held his breath, leaning down to bury his face in Claine’s shoulder. He tightened the embrace, fists gripping the back of his friend’s coat and clinging. He could already feel the nausea rising. He wanted to run, he wanted to push Claine away and make the memory stop, but he was terrified of letting go and being left alone with his memories and continued to hold on--

A familiar figure in the middle of it all, drenched, everything red and sticky and the smell making him sick, but he couldn’t be sick, not now, not yet, not while he was holding her and she was whispering vows of love to him and he could barely hear over over his own breaths and tears. He was too late, too late, this couldn’t be real, he couldn’t accept this– it was all his fault–

He swallowed thickly. It’d been several years already, but the pain still felt so raw. He didn’t want to remember this. He didn’t want to share this. Please, please stay out of the lab, don’t make him remember, not that, not her–

He finally screamed.

He held onto Claine just that little bit tighter, unable to bite down the heavy sobs. It was like the scar on his heart had been torn open all over again.

“You’re attacking the whole region! What the hell, Christian?” Brienne snarled into the Holocaster, eyes wide as she saw black-suited grunts swarming Lumiose. Regardless of her apparent anger, she was terrified. 

He couldn’t do this. Not to this place. He was from her world. He just couldn’t.

“I have to, Champion Lalonde,” came his voice, slightly tinny in her ears. “This world is so ripe for the taking, and so few are ready. You know what will happen if people from home come here. It’ll be a bloodbath and they’ll fall to empires and hate they never imagined. They have to be ready.”

“And this is how you’re gonna do it?! By taking over yourself?”

        “Aw man, whaaat?”

        Emma had literally just stepped into the office, and already the phone was ringing. Couldn’t these people take care of themselves for ten minutes? Exasperated bitching aside though, she was obedient to the ring of the office phone, running up to the desk and sliding right on top of it in one smooth motion. Had she looked at the caller ID before picking up, she would’ve known to watch her mouth--but that was usually more work than it was worth. So instead, she thought she’d be funny. Whoever it was, it was their misfortune for calling her right after a gig.

The weather outside was gorgeous after three days of rain--anything from drizzle to Arceus trying to drown them all for an hour. So that’s why everyone in Lumiose was out for a walk. Including her.

As good as she was about making her way through crowds nowadays, there were just too many people to even slip through the small cracks between bodies, and she was buffered and bumped around every which way. A particularly hard bump pushed her to the edge of the crowd, right next to one of the canals that connected Lumiose to the Illumise River. Her foot landed in a deep puddle, and she wobbled. 

‘Oh no.’

Another careless push, and she careened into some very cold river water. Her world went spinning for a few seconds before she was able to orient and swim for the surface, groaning when she realized she wouldn’t be able to pull herself out.