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“Well…now that you mention it, we do still have some things left over from my dad…mum has his wedding band, the first bag I brought with me on my journey was his but I left it at home with mum to prevent it from getting anymore damage as it’s quite worn by now…” He then scratched Zest behind the ear, prompting the elderly hound to pant happily from the affection. “We still have old Zesty with us, he used to belong to my dad, in fact Zest was the only Pokémon he ever had.” His smile faded slightly yet still remained as he remembered the lyrics to the song his father had sung. “I don’t mind singing in front of family…so you don’t have to leave.” In fact, it was probably better that Guzma stuck around… Victor glanced at his father’s grave, the gentle breeze lightly swaying the bouquet of roses his mother had requested he bring in her stead. With his smile growing a tad bit wider he inhaled softly before he started to sing. “Alola ʻoe, alola ʻoe E ke onaona noho i ka lipo One fond embrace A hoʻi aʻe au Until we meet again” The brunette slumped slightly against the older man, his eyes falling to the ground as a thought crossed his mind. He remembered this wasn’t the first time he sung this song to his brother, in fact it was a little while ago…for him at least. He doubted Guzma would even remember that time, it was one day of his life out of many so long ago, he was bound of have heard it before considering he lived in the region the song originated from. “I can see why dad liked to sing it, the song is quite beautiful if I must say so.” He murmured. ( @onlyheartaches )
Guzma pets Zest, too, smiling gently. "I'm glad you have all that stuff, really. Maybe, if there's other things, we can go through it together sometime. Would that help? ... Oh, and of course you can tell me stories whenever you want! I'm always happy to listen."
For now, of course, there is something to listen to - Victor's song.
Guzma sits quietly, an arm thrown around the old Boltund's shoulders -
And his eyes widen, his smile falters.
It's an Alolan lullaby, one his parents never sang to him.
But someone else did.
Someone who, come to think of it, was a hell of a lot like Victor.
Guzma supposes he ought to wait until later to ask this question, but he's had his suspicions before, and the query is surely burning inside him now, and it comes out before he can even try to stop himself.
" ... Hey. Vic." A pause. "Look, I don't - want to change the subject, right now. But - You never - ........ Victor, you never told me what happened when that Celebi sent you back in time. Have we - met? Before Pasio?"
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Guzma pets Zest, too, smiling gently. “I’m glad you have all that stuff, really. Maybe, if there’s other things, we can go through it together sometime. Would that help? … Oh, and of course you can tell me stories whenever you want! I’m always happy to listen.”
For now, of course, there is something to listen to - Victor’s song.
Guzma sits quietly, an arm thrown around the old Boltund’s shoulders -
And his eyes widen, his smile falters.
It’s an Alolan lullaby, one his parents never sang to him.
But someone else did.
Someone who, come to think of it, was a hell of a lot like Victor.
Guzma supposes he ought to wait until later to ask this question, but he’s had his suspicions before, and the query is surely burning inside him now, and it comes out before he can even try to stop himself.
“ … Hey. Vic.” A pause. “Look, I don’t - want to change the subject, right now. But - You never - …….. Victor, you never told me what happened when that Celebi sent you back in time. Have we - met? Before Pasio?”
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Victor sat in silence as Guzma seemed to slow put all the pieces together in his head. The brunette admittedly had a hard time looking at the older male as the question was asked. Have we met? Before Pasio? His heart sank as all he could do was slowly nod his head, eyes watering more from the sudden anxiety he was feeling in his chest. Zest, being able to sense the rising tension within his pup, gently removed himself from Guzma’s hold to climb into Victor’s lap. It didn’t take long for Victor to latch on to him as his trembling grew more noticeable.
Before Victor could stop himself, he began to sob uncontrollably, as if some horrible secret had been revealed, holding what he had known in all this time felt so awful and he didn’t truly know why... “I’m sorry!” Victor wailed, face buried in the coarse fur of his late father’s Pokémon. “I-I’m so sorry, Guzma!” He had been so scared to tell Guzma the truth of what had happened that fateful day, so afraid Guzma would hate him for what he had done...or better yet failed to do. Despite knowing deep down it was the right thing to do, Victor could never completely forgive himself for letting a child...his dear brother, continue to suffer just to keep things the same... “I’msorryi’msorry...I’msosorry...” ( @onlyheartaches )
Going on Hiatus, later.
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It wasn’t all that rare for Victor to stop by to visit his father, at least a few times a year he and his mum would come to his burial sight to just talk and share news on events. Despite not knowing his father for long, Victor could always tell by the wat his mother talked about him that his dad adored him so much. It was the first time he brought others besides Zest, who accompanied Victor every time he came and honestly it felt nice to be with family, even if Guzma never got to meet the man who would no doubt of loved Guzma as his own similar to their mother. Feeling the arm around his shoulder, Victor leaned into the half embrace and smiled faintly. “Thanks Guzma...I appreciate it.” Despite the somberness he felt, it wasn’t hard to smile with his older brother around.
“Sometimes it’s hard to remember his face...I was only 4 when I lost him. But, I could always remember his voice and how he’d tell me things about Alola. He always wanted to take me there so I could see the places he had growing up but...he never got the chance.” Zest could be heard softly whining as he placed his head in Victor’s lap, his eyes full of sadness yet his tail softly wagged all the same. A shaky sigh left the brunette as he wiped away some tears with his shoulder. “I vividly remember...a song he would sing to me, on some nights when I was scared of the storms outside. He’d tell me this folklore about two people and one of them had to leave so the one who stayed gave them the gift of that song to comfort the other through their travels.” While he hadn’t fully understood it then, the story nor the validity of the folklore, it was always that song he could always remember with ease despite the years of not hearing his father’s voice.
“I can understand that … I don’t remember a lot from when I was four.” Which, come to think of it, probably isn’t the most comforting thing Guzma can say in this situation, hence his hurry to continue speaking. “But it’s good that you remember his voice, though! I’m sure that helps you a lot, right?”
A pause, then, as he thinks (though Guzma keeps Victor securely in the half-hug).
“Well … I have a couple of ideas. We can ask your mom what your dad wanted to show you in Alola, and I can do those things with you. Maybe she has an old jacket of his or something you can wear? So it’s like, he’s with us. Or - Well, the song you mentioned. Maybe you can sing it now? For him. I’ll give you some privacy if you want to be alone.”
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“Well...now that you mention it, we do still have some things left over from my dad...mum has his wedding band, the first bag I brought with me on my journey was his but I left it at home with mum to prevent it from getting anymore damage as it’s quite worn by now...” He then scratched Zest behind the ear, prompting the elderly hound to pant happily from the affection. “We still have old Zesty with us, he used to belong to my dad, in fact Zest was the only Pokémon he ever had.” His smile faded slightly yet still remained as he remembered the lyrics to the song his father had sung. “I don’t mind singing in front of family...so you don’t have to leave.” In fact, it was probably better that Guzma stuck around... Victor glanced at his father’s grave, the gentle breeze lightly swaying the bouquet of roses his mother had requested he bring in her stead. With his smile growing a tad bit wider he inhaled softly before he started to sing. “Alola ʻoe, alola ʻoe E ke onaona noho i ka lipo One fond embrace A hoʻi aʻe au Until we meet again” The brunette slumped slightly against the older man, his eyes falling to the ground as a thought crossed his mind. He remembered this wasn’t the first time he sung this song to his brother, in fact it was a little while ago...for him at least. He doubted Guzma would even remember that time, it was one day of his life out of many so long ago, he was bound of have heard it before considering he lived in the region the song originated from. “I can see why dad liked to sing it, the song is quite beautiful if I must say so.” He murmured. ( @onlyheartaches )
Anonymous asked:
Yo victor! Want some steamed Krabby legs and fried fletching and talonflame? *Holds out a box full of Krabby legs and fried fletching a*
"O-Oh! Um...n-no thank you, that's quite alright, thank you for offering but I'll have to pass." He knew some Pokémon were considered a delicacy for certain individuals but he just couldn't bring himself to dine on what used to be a Pokémon!
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Send me a Pokémon Type and I’ll make a Team for my muse using only Pokémon of that type.
Victor’s most huggable mons Tier List
//For anyone wondering how likely it is you will get a hug from any one of Victor’s Pokémon The first two tiers are self explanatory but tier three are mons who are okay with certain people hugging them (outside of Victor), the second to last tier are mons who only allow hugs from Victor exclusively and the final one is literally no one can hug them without being harmed, Victor included.
Tagged by: @onlyheartaches (Thanks fam!)
Tagging: @multiverse-muses @miraiconnection @multimusecatastrophy @hibanakabu @sereniteapotmuses @fallenphxtxgrapher @tweeds-rp-hub and anyone else who wanna try this!
“Liquidation!” In unison Mushi and Oswald summoned two blades of water in their hands. Mushi’s larger in size while Oswald wielded two much smaller ones. Within seconds the two charged at one another, Mushi bringing the liquid sword down with swift accuracy as Oswald held his together to help catch the attack. The Inteleon barely struggled, using his legs to help push back against Mushi’s weight causing her to slide back a foot or two. “Nice hustle Mushi! And amazing deflect Ozzy!” Victor praised, prompting the two to reply back with cheerful cries. The brunette smiled warmly as his gaze shifted to Damien and James, the two Pokémon were closing the sliding glass door and making their way over to them with Damien holding his egg in his arms. Mushi and Oswald looked at their trainer before their eyes followed his gaze. Oswald began to smile, placing a hand on his hip as Mushi gasped and practically skipped over to her brother and his mate. “Brrshh!~” “I didn’t think you would be out of bed so early! How are you feeling?” Victor inquired, watching as Damien was given light head pats by the Golisopod and James just smiled delightfully at watching them. Damien opened his mouth to speak only to wince and hold his throat. Despite feeling well enough to wear his choker, his throat was still very raw... The Morgrem smiled sheepishly before handing over the egg to James, nuzzling him and then gesturing towards Oswald with a sly grin. He wanted to train! “Damien...you can’t possibly be well enough to train, you’re still recovering! Don’t you want to rest for another week or so?” Damien glanced up at Victor, looking slightly annoyed by the brunettes' worrying. Without batting an eye his fist became engulfed in a bright orange light, he then turned to Oswald and charged ahead, fist reared back and nearly connecting with the reptile had the Inteleon not opened his cape-like membrane to dodge! “Oi! Damien, I get you’re eager to fight but you can’t just-” Victor began only to be interrupted by Oswald who was smirking at his partner. Clearly Damien was well enough to try a cheap shot like that, what’s the harm in a little exercise? “...Fine but if you get hurt don’t say I didn’t warn you!” He groaned, shaking his head in fond dismay before turning his attention to James, Mushi, and the egg. Mushi was making chirrs similar to cooing while James did his best to watch Damien just in case he started to slow down. The brunette walked over to the duo, kneeling so he could be level with James as his smile returned. “How’s the egg fairing? Has there been any movement?” Victor asked, holding up a hand to silently ask permission to touch, a request James was more than happy to oblige. -It appears to move occasionally but nothing too exciting just yet. I hope all is well...I must say I am eager to meet the little one, I hope it likes me.- James mused, lightly bouncing the egg in his arms as the faintest of smiles tugged at his lips. “I’m sure it will love you James, if it’s anything like Damien it will.” Victor assured, placing a hand on the Indeedee’s shoulder, earning a slightly wider smile from the duel type. “Is Damien excited too?” James nodded only for a look of dismay to appear on his features, -Yes, almost too excited, he has been coming up with names for them and while that isn’t an issue, the names are...less than ideal. He keeps choosing food names of all things! Like chip and bean! I’m quite certain he is just craving nachos or something of the like, I don’t understand it.- A slightly chuckle escaped the Champion as he shifted a little to sit down on the grass, soon followed by Mushi and James. “You know better than anyone how odd Damien is, perhaps he’ll come up with something else by the time the little one hatches. At least...I hope he will.” The Indeedee let out a soft sigh as he nodded slightly once more. His gaze fell upon the egg causing his smile to return. -Whatever name we decide I am sure it will be loved by all. Despite its surprise entrance, I can say for certain Damien and I are more than willing to do what we can for our surprise bundle.~- Mushi lightly pawed at James’ arm, chittering something to him which seemed to be a request to hold the egg as James happily handed it over to her. The massive Golisopod was extremely gentle, her large claws that could easily cleave through air itself and obliterate boulders held her little nibbling like a prized possession. She returned to cooing at the baby Pokémon inside, causing both James and Victor to look at each and smile.
Sigh! What a long and quite honestly confusing day. He had been in the Pokemon Center all day to make sure Damien and the egg was okay. Tests, medicines, and more tests until Damien was all cleared to return home. The brunette was exhausted yet so relieved Damien was alright... He plopped down on the couch, rubbing his temples before glancing over to James, Damien and Mushi. The Indeedee was assisting his mate with drinking some luke-warm tea to soothe his swollen and sore throat, all the while Mushi was gently chirring at the egg her older brother was holding in his lap. With everything finally calmed down, Victor’s eyes slowly began to close. He was beat and needed just an hour to decompress after the hysteria that was Easter night.
An Easter Surprise
Jingle Jingle! The sound of keys struggling to get into the keyhole could be heard as Victor frantically tried to get in. Before he could however, Yuki was the one to open the door, letting her trainer inside as he tossed his helmet off only for it to vanish into flakes of light and electricity soon after. “Guys! What’s happening, is Damien okay?” Oswald began to sign frantically, doing his best not to miss any words all while Yuki went to tend to a crying Mushi. The poor thing was beside herself in fear, her brother was hurting and she didn’t know what to do!
“Whew...what a day! Time to go home and relax...” Victor murmured, calling himself a Corviknight Taxi, a nice calming ride back would do him some good. Just as he was about to dial, his Rotom phone began to ring. -Call from home! Call from home!- “Call from home? James?” He slide the small bubble to the right side to answer it and as soon as he did a flurry of panicked cries could be heard from the other line, mainly Mushi as they all were trying to tell him something. “H-Hey hold on! I can’t understand you all! Rotiri, please tell me what’s happening.” -Okaaaay! Translating...translating...brrrr-ing! They are saying to come home, something’s wrong with Damien!” “What?!” The brunette exclaimed, eyes wide and full of concern. “Is it allergies again?! Ozzy, what’s happening, where is he?” “Intel! Tel teleon! Inte!” ...Translating...translating... “He said Damien is in his den, he hasn’t been well since you left and seems to be in pain!” Victor lightly shook his head, how had he taken such a turn? Damien was fine when he left! “O-Okay, please don’t panic I’m on my way! If he’s getting worse tell Oswald to take him to Motostoke, it’s closer! James, if you’re listening, stay with him, everyone else keep eyes on Mushi I don’t want her panicking if we have to take Damien to emergency.” “I-Intel...” “Stay calm, I’ll be there soon.” With that he hung up and pressed a button on the side of his Rotom Phone. The phone vibrated before summoning a blue and white motorbike along with a helmet. He didn’t have time for a Taxi, he had to get home now! Victor hopped on and slipped his helmet onto his head, clicking it in place before he revved the engine and sped off down the road without a moment to waste. ‘Hold on Damien, I’m coming!’
"O-Oh, I um...well... it's certainly not ill received! I'm just...not used to being flirted with is all!"
Tighnari: "Since there is only one of you, does that makes you a limited edition?" ;3
"Hm? Limited Edition? Me?" He seems to not have gotten it...
"OH!"
"Y-You're flirting with me, aren't you? Haha, that's quite clever."