bad ending.

#𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 — a low activity, 18+ 𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐍 ! 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐑 𝐑𝐄𝐃 from 𝐏𝐎𝐊𝐄'𝐌𝐎𝐍. obviously strongly canon divergent. triggering content present and tagged, reader discretion is adviced. sideblog of ghostories.

as narrated by ghost, 29y/o, italian, any pronouns.

angst starters. / @missingstarter "the worst part is how i started to think that you were different" BARK BARK BARK

Between all the people, he could not deal with Silver. It is not his fault, but his father is not a mystery, not to him, not to anyone. Looking at him reminds him of Giovanni, whatever he does to be as different from him as humanly possible. He doesn't want those eyes to look at him, and he doesn't care about getting over the sensation for the other's sake. His feelings were hurt? Who fucking cares.

If Silver was expecting sadness or contrition for those words, he is not going to have them. If anything, they make Red's eyes even colder, his gaze even more distant from the other. He could gesture him something, ask him exactly different from who?, make some sarcastic movements to tell him to watch in a mirror perhaps, instead of taking out his frustration on him.

angst starters. / @oakliing "do you really think i forgot, after all this time?"

His eyes lift from the book with the strongest hint of annoyance. Green has to thank whoever he think best protects him that they're at the Battle Tree during work hours, and there is people around them, preventing Red from making him understand he doesn't want to be disturbed by him specifically with a punch in the face. He's been sitting on one of the chairs, waiting for the next opponent to present themselves ( and choose him over Green ), trying to read the same stupid page of his book for the latest fifteen minutes, and Green just couldn't stop interrupting him for stupid questions and meaningless phrases.

He holds his book stronger for but a moment, enough to threaten to bend the cover, wishing to be throwing it at Green's face instead; then, he inhales sharply and exhales the clearest sigh of frustration, throwing a bookmark between the pages and letting the book fall beside the chair.

a study of stars. / @oakliing Betelgeuse  —  Sender  rests  their  forehead  against  Receiver's.

He catches him in a moment of pure exhaustion. Admittedly, he didn't see him coming. He thought no one was around, making him lower his guard enough to train in the open - an empty beach, in the middle of the night, hidden from the view of the street. No one would have disturbed him there, and even if he caught someone's attention, the utter destruction of his pokémon's moves would have surely drove them away. Recent commitments, and the necessity to keep that stupid mask that the media gave him on, made him push back trainings, and if there is something he hates to avoid it's training.

They have a week to recuperate. It's time to work.

He pushes his team to the limits, but even more, he pushes himself way over his own. The lost time, mixed with the sudden annoyance - no, even more, he thinks straight up anger - at the memory of one of the journalists pushing for him to come on, say a single word! We'd love to hear your voice! As if they weren't doing it for the visuals. He keeps going even when he gestures for his team to catch a breather, he keeps going the following hours when their training restarts, and eventually stops only when he pushes himself too much to the extreme. The umpteenth moved call makes him stumble by the strain of the effort, and Charizard catches him right before he falls.

More than himself realizing how much he pushed his own body, it's his pokémons forcing him to stop. They all lean down on the sand, taking in the cool night air, while Red sits a bit more distant, on one of the rocks near the entrance of the beach. Arms resting on the knees, head hanging low, eyes closed; exhaustion settling in. It is too strong for him to really react when he feels his hands being taken gently by other hands, his mind processing too slowly that those were of another human. He feels his head being lifted by a contact, his forehead resting again someone else's, and for long, long moments he doesn't connect it to anything. He just lets the sensation wash over him, feeling almost... comforting. Such a gentle touch on his warm skin, like the one of the soft breeze in the night. He breathes, eyes still closed, instinctively letting the sensation take all of his senses.

Then, suddenly, everything else wakes up. He fully notices the touch on his hands, he becomes aware of an actual presence in front of him. His heart jumps in his throat at the sudden realization of how near this other person was, of how long it took him to notice something was off.

From slowing down, his breath suddenly accelerates in short and quick, anxious gasps for air, his body suddenly tensing up. Yet, his eyes don't snap open, too afraid of who might be in front of him - of an R on the clothes, of Giovanni's face suddenly so near. They open slowly, his hands starting to shake, finding someone's fingers intertwined with his own, and carefully move up...

this is yet again me rolling with an idea until i get a better feeling for it, so temporary bio of bullet points for a general idea of what i have in mind. i will put it down all tidy and nicely when i'll understand better where to bring him.

everything goes as the games want up until gold meets red on top of mount silver. after facing and defeating giovanni at a way too young of an age, red runs away and isolates himself on top of the mountain, terrified of someone claiming revenge. he trains intensively to become stronger and stronger to be able to defend himself, and after a short while strength becomes an obsession. he trains much harder and punishes himself much more of the canon counterpart i roleplay at truebeginnings.

eventually gold finds him, making him understand that he can't run forever - that he went even to the top of a mountain to never meet anyone again, and yet he was found anyway. he fights against gold - and wins.

soon later, he goes back. he leaves the mountain, not with the calm of still being unbeatable, but simply because his location is now known, and he needs to change it. it's there that he finds out: that giovanni is still free, that he paid absolutely nothing, that the people still look up to him. that's what he fought for? that's what he got his head messed up for?!

he lets go of his idea of hiding somewhere, then, because a better idea comes to his mind. giovanni hides in plain sight, behind his own reputation. very well. two can play this game. he just needs to make himself seen from the first person passing by to get all the attention he needs.

apart from physical and tactical strength of him and his pokémon, he starts building power in knowledge and reputation, and learning well how to use it. he builds a persona for the cameras, and hides behind it, looking friendly and being the opposite. strength to survive becomes obsessive research for self preservation, that becomes desire to destroy. everyone. ... but don't ask me how, i still don't know.

also, small notes:

he was the hero in the events of the first game, though it left deep scars in him. he became a villain after coming down of mount silver and seeing what the world has been thinking for the past four years.

he is virtually unbeatable. mount silver's battle ends with red's victory, not gold's.

everyone sees him as a legend. his reputation is first and foremost about pokémon battles, what he does of bad he keeps for when others can't see.

in front of the cameras and people, he fights honourably and clean; when he actually fights, he fights dirty and with extreme violence. winning is more important than anything.

rules. ( i don't require a password, but please do throw an eye at them! )

i. mun & activity. hello! i go by ghost, 29 years old, any pronouns. i'm italian, and english is my second language, hence you might see mistakes or weird phrases in my turns! i can get pretty busy and lately i worked to take the habit of staying as little as possible at the computer, which means that sometimes i can't get to it for days or even weeks. because of this, this blog, as all my blogs are, is permanent low activity! it might take a while for me to reply, but eventually always will! this blog is a sideblog of ghostories!

ii. no follow back. i know how weird it might sound, but for personal reasons i'd rather avoid following back pokémon blogs. to roleplay with you i don't require us to be mutuals, and i won't force you to make an exception for me if you're mutuals only, but have this heads up! if i don't follow you back it's not a sign i don't want to roleplay with you, i just prefer to avoid it. do feel free to send in anything you like even if you don't see me in your followers list!

iii. adult content and tagging system. due to my interpretation of red in this version, mature themes will be present very often. because of this, this blog is 18+. everytime a trigger appears in my turns, i will tag it with the name of the trigger, followed by "//" - for example, blood //. if i forget or don't think about tagging something, never hesitate to tell me!

iv. shipping, suggestive and smut. since this version of red is so particular, i'd rather ship romantically only with my partner's green @oakliing, because we have in mind very... healthy things for these two. romantic shipping with anyone else will be a no for now.

v. starting threads and prompts lists. anything works for me to start a thread - prompts from lists or original ones, or plotting, anything! i just really enjoy writing, and love receiving things that give me new excuses to write even more. send anything anytime you like! i do my best to send often prompts as well, but i might always be a little late for prompts lists or for particular events for the aforementioned low activity. if you want to reblog a prompt list i reblogged, please go to the source and don’t reblog directly from me, unless the source itself is broken.

vi. dropping threads. if you don’t feel inspired anymore for a thread of ours, don’t be afraid to drop it! no need to tell me, and i promise i won’t get mad, it’s alright! due to my constant low activity, i know inspiration can simply disappear after a while. don’t be afraid to drop it and move on - we can always start something new!

vii. mun's drawings. i like to draw little things that might involve my muses as much as my writing partners’, and sometimes i like to post them. if the drawing is posted on the rp blog and i specify that only certain people can reblog, please do not reblog them unless you have permission. if i post them here instead than my art blog, it is because i’d rather keep them in a smaller circle.

viii. muses' thoughts. mun =/= muse! what he does or think is not necessarily what i would do or think. don’t compare me to him.

ix. fixing and rewriting turns. if you can’t understand something i wrote, don’t be afraid to ask me for clarifications! as aforementioned, english is my second language: while i do my best, mistakes might not be that uncommon in my turns. furthermore, i might misunderstand your turn as well - if it happens, or if more in general i need to change anything in my turn for any reason ( be it also that i might have written you into a corner or you don’t know how to continue! ), don’t hesitate to tell me! i have no problems at all in fixing my turns, or even rewrite them entirely if necessary!