“It looks great, Serena! I’m fla—"

serena becomes his sugar mommy

Cheeks is squished. 

delighted giggles!

@mournaire​ || Caring for Stubborn Muses

“it’s okay to cry in front of me, you know. you don’t have to carry this alone.”

          The weight that carries after her words makes the air almost dense enough that it threatens to choke him. All of the secrets he carried upon his shoulders could drag him to the darkest depths of the ocean. If only someone would cast him out to sea. For even his tears bring little reprieve. He doesn’t dare cry before another lest they feel just how heavy the load he holds is. But even when alone is it truly alright for him to cry? Does he deserve the release that it would bring with burning eyes and an exhausted mind?

          He takes a shaky inhale of breath. His sleeves are clenched in his fists as he brings one up to swipe away at the tear that begins making its way down his cheek. So easily his shoulders could give into fits of shaking. It makes his body stiff as he wipes away another tear on the opposite side of his face. It’s followed by a sniffle as he dips his head forward to hide behind growing mint hair.

serena will go but shes a lightweight he has to carry her after bar 2

-It wasn’t like Archer to remember someone. If asked, he would have had nothing to say about the vast majority of his graduating class. He remembered them being easy; easy to get along with, easy to fool, easy to control. They’d been little more than blurry faces in a crowd, as easy to forget as anything else. Even former girlfriends rarely warranted more than a vague recollection of memories that ran together. He wouldn’t have been able to pinpoint a specific memory and tie it to a specific person with any reliability and he didn’t feel the slightest bit of regret about that.

-But with Serena, things were a little different. He hadn’t considered her any more or less special than anyone else in their youth, merely a pretty face that happened to come from a pretty bank account well-to-do family and little else. They’d dated briefly in school, most likely to the dismay of her family given his much poorer status, but while it had ended amicably, it hadn’t been any more memorable than any of Archer’s other relationships. Until, of course, the international news became awash with her face heralding the new Kalosian Champion and the savior of the region (if not the world) following a fateful encounter with Team Flare.

-It had been a few years since they’d last crossed paths, given that they’d both left Castelia City for bigger and better things at 17, but he found himself recalling more and more about their days together the closer the plane drew to the Lumiose City International Airport. It was highly unlikely he’d run into the Champion, of course, but a visit to Kalos and its alluring beauty was a fitting personal celebration of recent developments in Johto. So as he left the airport in a taxi later that day, he decided to take a short stroll through the city before heading to his hotel, just to take in the sights a little before trying to acclimate himself to the new time zone.

sere vc bill thats fucking nasty