#nulledtype

                                        to say he’s surprised that there’s another him stood mere metres away is a sore understatement. of course, he doesn’t show it in any visible way- though that’s par for the course with gladion. however, he can’t help but wonder what went well for the other one that went horribly wrong for him-

                                        considering that the ‘gladion’ stood before him has the hugest damn grin on his face that gladion’s ever even seen- bigger than even hau’s when he returns home after a few days of travelling. it's almost offputting, to see such an unfamiliar expression on a perfect mirror of his own face.

                                        a glance down to his side shows that lucario- who released himself from his pokeball, duly noted- looks downright stumped. he doubts the aura-sensing pokemon is having much fun with some alternate version of his trainer running around.

              LIPS CURL IN A PEACEFUL SMILE, a friendly aura radiating from moon as silvally was outside it’s pokeball. despite the appearances, she found the pokemon breathtaking, and wanted nothing more then to pet him. at that moment, moon turns around to face gladion with the same delighted expression, deep blue irises looking back at him as she politely asks;

「 ❄ Oh wow. It’d been a looong time since Red had seen anyone up here- the weather was famously harsh on Mount Silver and Red sat on a nearby rock in half disbelief. Not that it was particularly noticable, of course.

Small wave.

Send “Examine!” and an item or person and I’ll write an RPG description of it/them. (no longer accepting)

You’re getting a sense of deja vu, but it seems its time to look at Gladion again. He’s always seemed intimidating, and you think highly that you still are intimidated of him. Though you have to remind yourself, you’re easily intimidated and nearly cried when a Pikipek flew close to your face.

You’re still surprised that Gladion trusted you with a Type Null, you think your Silvally is a wonderful partner who calms you greatly with his soothing and silly presence. You wonder if he truly believes you are the best for such a job, has he seen something in you that you have not?

Send me📝 and my muse will reveal their thoughts about your muse.

Their first impression: Where is the button to turn this thing off.

Their current impression: I’m still searching for said button, but I guess he’s okay.

What they like the most about your muse: He’s a living sunshine.

What they dislike the most about your muse: HE’S A LIVING AND WALKING SUNSHINE.

What your muse is for them ( Friend, lover, rival ecc.): Heeeeh, he’s not an ennemy anymore at least.

A general opinion of their relationship: Do we even have one?

send me a ✧ and i’ll bold all that apply to your muse.

abstract:

y e s

everything else is still the same