regardless of what the other teams have done to harm pokémon or the world at large, only one team has ever managed to scare satoshi & that's flare. lysandre fucking terrifies him. frightens him more than he infuriates him. it's easy to be angry at people poaching pokémon & ensnaring gods & wanting to rip the universe apart. it is horrifying to see someone witness the manifestation of a bond of sheer trust & love & in that power see potential for a weapon. it is terrifying to be the one ensnared & feel one's mind be invaded by attempts at mind control & feel that feeling twice over because that same bond makes two into one as far as the senses & minds go. ( & all that in the name of something he too believes: the world is beautiful & there are too many awful people. the difference is just that to satoshi's mind the order really is: there are too many awful people, & the world is beautiful. )

A. I LOVE YOU, I'VE ALWAYS LOVED YOU, I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU. it's commitment, it's devotion, it goes often without saying, but is felt nonetheless. it's accepting that you would travel to hell & back for them if they asked, & knowing that they would do the same for you. it's an old ache, long after they've burrowed deep into your chest & settled there like a weight — grounding, an anchor point. even when you're apart, you can still feel the shape of them, it's like phantom pain. neither of you can help but succumb to the other's gravity, yet neither of you fear the collision. it means that you trust them, that they make you feel safe, that they feel like home.