#stxrmcatcher

There’s always a day, at some point, on which Jay wakes up feeling not so well. Sometimes it’s just fleeting melancholy, some other times it’s much worse, but it’s mostly just a nagging feeling that goes mostly ignored thanks to a resting bitch face that keeps everything hidden. And this morning, waking up huddled up against Spark, forehead against his shoulder blades and an arm around his waist... 

He feels it squeeze in his chest and climb up his throat. Says nothing about it when they get breakfast. Not even the morning jog and the shower brought his mood back in the neutral zone. 

He’s undeserving of this. He’s got secrets, so many of them, and yet Spark puts his trust in him like it’s the most natural thing to do. He’s not even close to being in the same league as his partner. A ray of sunshine deserves better than a criminal riddled with unaddressed trauma and with so many skeletons in the closet that the door looks ready to bust. Someone who’s love language is stunted at best, because he feels it... differently. 

There’s only one thing he can do about all that, and the thought of coming clean about all of it is terrifying. Many people would run off at the first sentence, even. Others would be mad that he’s been hiding things for so long. 

He owes Spark that much. The man’s been a trooper already when they breached the whole ‘so you’re Team Aqua, right’ case. It’s more than Jay deserves. 

Looking up from his coffee to Spark, Jay pauses as he watches the other putting clean dishes away. Nibbles on the inside of his lower lip. Breathes in.

@stxrmcatcher​ said:

If you don't want to have children wear a goddamn condom for once in your life.

Syphoria had been caring for the egg at the end of the Kanto Festival, keeping it in the incubator she borrowed from Spark and taking it everywhere with her. And that meant everywhere, even running around with the newest members of the team. So when Pixie chirped at her trainer to get her attention, the mismatched eyes of the breeders went wide.

There were....cracks in the egg shell.

“...SPARK!!!”

She called out for the leader and picked up the incubator, quickly carrying it to find him. He had to see just what would hatch out of the egg.

@stxrmcatcher​ said: throws a sticky hand at sierra and BOLTS IT

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💋A small shriek of surprise left her as the sticky hand smacked her in the face before it slowly slid down. A small scowl made its way onto her face as she just caught sight of a hint of blonde hair.

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     It was the same old story. Terrible punishments for terrible actions. Jax had been told in his break time to check on three certain individuals to ensure all was going well with them and make damn sure they weren’t mucking around. Ah yes, this would bite into his own work time. Great. So he had to work late too. Thanks, boss, he thought as he changed into more casual clothing.

     It wasn’t hard to find the trio with sparks flying everywhere from battle and he had observed from a distance for a while, out of sight of all four people; the three grunts and... Aaaaah. Him again. 

     Then, like a berserk madman, he had rushed in the moments the three grunts skittered away with their tails between their legs, fingers grasping out for Spark’s arms.

     He hated to do this but lessons had to be learned.

     “Did nobody ever tell you to stop when it goes too far?” He breathes in revile, leaning forwards to speak to Spark’s ear, teeth bared slightly. “Or did they skip etiquette in your little Pokemon school? You are continuously treading on toes and I am rather tired of hearing the same old story that some pathetic grunts got their little asses kicked by someone so young and careless.”

     He enhances his grip on the man’s arms, pushing them so slightly more up the back if to cause agony or just spur the other into action, motive unknown.

     Then his face lightens up into high yet sly amusement, mouth open as he considers something for a few seconds.

“You deserve far more then that but i won’t say it because i’d be kicked out of this hospital for abusing a patient, I’m not going to ask what happened right now, I can assume by the way you sound like a gagging frog. But when your out and you speak properly, You are going to tell me who did this to you and i won’t get any i forgot or i can’t remember because both you and i know that’s bullshit to the highest degree.”

Maybe?? Should've thought about that before joinin'?? Makes you complicit with ALL the gross stuff they do, my dude :)

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" Oh nooo, you poor!! villain!! you poor poor pokemon torturer!! oh no :(((( "

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[stxrmcatcher] i mean i agree. wouldn't mind punching jax' face in but no killing :/

He just... pulls down a huge projector screen.

“Hello, class. Today, we’re talking about work place bullying, an’ how, sometimes, the bully ain’t necessarily a colleague.”