#saviorofsinnoh

“Hikari... I got your text, did you want to talk about him? Or did you want to just hang out here for tonight?”

❝ . . . 

I hope you have a good excuse for your absence, Miss Berlitz. Otherwise, you’re going to be this weeks target practice. ❞ 

Mun vs Muse Meme

Note Reads:

“Hey girl, I know we don’t know each other too well, but I got this extra set of designer perfumes sent to me and don’t need it and thought it was perfect for you.

P.S Hope you’re doing well <3”

Christmas asks || Not accepting @saviorofsinnoh

     It is a unexpected gift, but not one that Serena would dare consider to pass up-- how could she, when the heroine would accept presents from complete and utter strangers? The note attached is heartfelt, a pleasant addition to the gesture, and one that perhaps clears the air a little behind just who the sender happens to be. And the bottles inside, why both they and their boxes are gorgeous-- befitting of the price tag the blonde imagines each scent must hold. Eau de parfums, in carefully crafted crystal bottles, with their own delicately created accessories perhaps hinting at the notes that they possess.

     What she sends back a few days later is perhaps not a set of designer perfumes-- or designer anything--, but instead something Serena considers to be equally as precious. Some of the treatments that the blonde had been taught to make since her younger years; natural, nourishing products for hair and fur alike, made from oils extracted from berries, flowers and plants by hand. One of the resourceful staples from a little town with an abundance of natural ingredients. All of which, this time, contain Gracidea oil, from the flowers just outside of the young woman’s home in Laverre City. And, just like the other trainer, it comes packaged in a box decorated with extravagant ribbon, with a note attached.

     ‘Thank you so much for the gift you sent to me. I’m doing well, and I hope you are, as well.      The perfumes are wonderful, and an extremely kind gesture. I hope these are things you can put to use. They are hair treatments made from different mixtures of berries from a field I tend to. Like the ones you can find in Floaroma Town, since it’s made by the same method. But if they don’t work for you, they are also safe to use on pokemon. 

TRUTHTFUL TUESDAY (but it's Wednesday now)

what’s one thing you think you’re good at? I've been told I'm good at playing smart characters accurately, especially when they have to Solve IC Problems and be creative

in group rps i usually end up playing the big brain characters that carry the plot so touya was a breath of fresh air in that sense

what’s your take on duplicates? truth be told out of all my canon muses the only duplicates i actually interacted with were touyatiredforthis and gogogobarry so this is something i haven't experienced THAT often but

Honestly I have no problem with it? If anything I like to see the difference between my take on those characters and other people's, and brainstorming how to make them both exist in the same universe seems like a lot of fun

what’s the best way to approach you and why? See normally I would say that you can just send me a DM but truth is I'm really shy and I know that sometimes this makes people think I don't like them when I'm really just feeling nervous so honestly great question (cursed laugh emoji)

I find memes to be a great icebreaker though so you guys can send me Funny Pictures that remind you of our characters and we'll start from there

Nonverbal meme || Accepting

[  bake  ] Dawn and Serena bake together!

          “Is this a bad time to say I’ve not made these before...?”

     A laugh, airy and gentle is quick to follow the question-- as though in some vain attempt to not strike doubt or worry into the other. There is a quick glance down to the bow before her, the stems of a hand mixer resting on the rim for the time being as the heroine assesses her work. It is, of course, not the first time she has baked anything-- far from it, in fact, as it had been a pastime of Serena’s childhood--, yet the nervousness behind trying something new seems incapable of being shaken. Her focus shifts back over to rest on the other trainer’s features, the corners of lips tugging upwards ever so slightly to brighten her smile for a single moment.      The very last thing either of them needs is to worry that this will be a disaster. That their efforts will be for naught.

          “I think the batter looks right, at least... like how it’s described in the book...”

     And that is all that is truly needed, right? Is the art not akin to that of a science-- more so than cooking normally would be? A light thud sounds as she rests the mixer atop the bench-- one that, in the wake of their baking spree, has been left littered with flour, and the occasional, accidental spills of sugars and cacao powder from unfortunate shaking of the hands. Nothing in the book has led them astray thus far. Everything will be fine, surely. And so, a light hum escapes from Serena’s form.