#godconsume

oh my god bro. we got sakaki taking cyrus' shit in one area, we got all of hau's support group coming to Get cyrus' ass, we got ghetsis who does not see cyrus as a fellow human, we got volo literally laying his hands on cyrus, we got ree taking his lunch money red chain..

he technically hears him before lips part, before words are even able to be spoken, with a slow blink ending in eyebrows furrowing deeper than their neutral... gaze staring off into nothingness, then beginning a slow focusing into just the space in front of him. as if the voice produced by the owner of those steps behind him rooted him, affixed to the spot.

shock... and utter denial.

' silver... '

when was it the last time that he heard that voice? lugia, so long ago, so long ago it felt like there had been the echo of a ghost rather than that of a true voice.

and with the turn of his right foot, like it had been on autopilot rather than controlled willfully, silver's able to turn his cheek to look over his shoulder at the man who had haunted him for a decade. argent eyes blown wide, eyebrows that had once been relaxed into surprise now begin to furrow and knit downwards dangerously.

you ... ?

and even with the rage that begins to bubble up in his guts and his throat, even with realization and lack of want to accept reality clash, silver can't find it in himself to fucking move. to bring himself out of this exact spot on the ground, to fix his face back into neutrality / not to give any information and emotion away, to pick up his guard.

he simply stares at his father, who was really standing there, disbelief and astonishment and stupefaction and anger instead making itself at home on his face and then some.

Their first impression of your muse: His paperwork is impeccable and he knows how to behave in a meeting I have to marry this guy.

Current impression: The only useful gym leader in Kanto. (Post Rocket reveal: FUCK I'M GOING TO KILL HIM HE PLAYED ME)

Are they attracted to your muse?:  no but he could be in another world probably

Something they find frightening about your muse: not frightening but definitely drives him insane that giovanni managed to hide his rocket connections for so long

Something they find adorable about your muse:  his persian's adorable

Would my muse sacrifice themselves for yours?:  no but he might for the persian.

Would my muse go on a date with yours?  platonic/romantic:  pre rocket he'd consider platonic tea dates to bitch about the other gym leaders and e4

One word my muse would use to describe yours:  elegenat

Would my muse slap yours if they could?: post rocket he would

' those earrings seem new. '

“That’s because they are!”

A wide smile pulls at the corners of his lips, hands lifting to cup both ears as he shows off the new addition to his wardrobe. He’s practically glowing with nothing short of the utmost pride, and who can blame him?

It is his gift -- all for him! Such giddy excitement he gets: just from the idea that Atticus had thought enough of him to have something so thoughtful and personal crafted up. 

The excitement on his face is very real, eyes alight with joy as he looks to Sakaki and beams, so lost in all of his delightful enthusiasm that he momentarily forgets that the object of his affections is a man who brings his leader great displeasure.

His expression falters somewhat at the thought, ever-so-slightly more cautious as he prepares for a scolding over the free time spent and wasted upon a man who could have anything he wanted in this world rather than him.

All he’s ever really wanted is Sakaki’s full support and blessing, and that desire hasn’t changed much in all of his years of service.

Large, round eyes seek out his approval, fearful of any further rejection and disappointment -- and too scared to carry on with the constant conflict between his personal and work life. The very last thing he wants is to push away either one of the two most important men in his life.

source: X

pls sleep i beg

     ` ... alright, you proved your point. lay off the kid, eh gio? `