#professormadrone

@professormadrone has been hit the heck up!

He had to admit, he was feeling uncharacteristically giddy as he stood in front of the cabin-style home, staring at the door as he worked up the nerve to actually knock and make his presence known.

How long had it been now? A few months? Almost a year? Perhaps even longer since the two professors were able to meet face to face like this. Living in entirely different regions was a big enough hurdle to jump alone, but the added factors of endless paperwork and Noah’s deathly fear of air travel made casual meetups like this near impossible. Limited to emails and texting, and maybe the occasional video call if possible for the longest time, it made what should have been as something simple as saying hello face to face like a big deal.

… Maybe it was also because he had given Odile zero warning that he was arriving in the first place. Smile faltering just a little, Noah braced himself for the potential negative reaction he might get by just showing up like this. The tray of coffee balanced in one hand and the paper bag of sweet pastries he’d picked up along the way tucked under his arm might not suffice as compensation for turning up on the woman’s doorstep out of the blue.

‘HURRY UP.’

The squawked words jolted Noah from his thoughts, his eyes narrowing to throw a petty glare at the Chatot that perched itself on his shoulder. It was only right to bring Noodle along with him, he figured, though now that the baby bird held a stronger grasp on the English language (and a rather hasty personality to go with it) he was starting to regret his decision.

Still… the noisy, brightly colored Pokémon had a point. He couldn’t linger around all day, and his fingers were already twitching for a cigarette his hands were too full to hold. Clearing his throat and straightening his posture, Noah followed the Chatot’s advice and rapped his knuckles against the door, plastering another pleasant smile on his face as he awaited its opening.

     『 ♛ 』  —   “Hello? You must be Professor Madrone, right?” The girl took a sip of her drink. There was an irritated look on her face and her voice had some hints of hostility in it, but she couldn’t really help it. “I’m Akira Hiiragi from the Unova League. We were supposed to have a meeting today.”

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Saying it had been a while since the trainer-turned-ranger was last in Fortree would have been an understatement. After leaving the city to start his pokemon journey, and dealing with his parents disownment, he hadn’t come back. Of course there had always been thoughts about returning to the city, visiting his old mentor and checking out his old haunts. But when it came down to it the prospect of returning had always become rather daunting. Yet, someone he had let himself be talked into making a return visit.

headcanon meme: ice cream flavors edition

dulce de leche: a happy/sweet romantic or queer/platonic headcanonAzin is always playing with his own hair and that translates over to his relationships. Doesn’t matter what they are doing but he’ll absentmindedly play with their hair as well. 

espresso ‘n cream: a coffee/tea/coffee-shop (AU)/caffeine headcanonhe would totally be the poor tea fanatic stuck working at a coffee joint omfg pls Im so sorry Az

Masque of the Raspberry Sorbet: a fear/horror headcanon

Akira’s a giant baby when it comes to snake pokemon. There’s no reason, they just scare him. He also loses it with horror films and in haunted houses, screaming every 5 seconds and covering his eyes. However, he’ll try to deny it every time.

SNAFU (Strawberries Naturally All Fudged Up): a mistake(s) headcanon.

He’s made a lot of mistakes in his life that he doesn’t really want own up to. His biggest one is not thoroughly thinking about running away before he did it. He didn’t have that much money, food or clothes, making his first year alone especially difficult since he lost almost every battle he had.

Purple Daze: a stoner/drugs headcanon.