Lars
he / him / his
thirty-three
july 26
alto mare, johto
don’t know, don’t care
ranger & courier
ex-head ranger
beach city blues [o]
POSTED ON Mar 20, 2019 15:15:32 GMT
[attr="class","lars"] pokemon tag words 420 notes rip Lars, took a bath way too soon | Meanwhile, Kali was throwing a righteous bitch fit, hissing and trying to snap and shove Lars off her back—even if Ro had taken to hovering around her just in case this did happen, never touching the water.
And all it took was a shout.
Somewhere not too far away, he heard someone cheering him on…? Or what sounded like it, but because of the way he was trying not to panic (and simultaneously hang onto the Gyarados at the same time) he’d absolutely missed it, instead trying to calm the annoyed dual-type down and attempting to climb back on his uneasy perch…
…only for Kali, completely unamused, to suddenly buck rather violently and cause him to let go.
“Oh, shit!” was all he had time to yell—and unfortunately, Ro was on the opposite side of the Gyarados, having moved over there to help keep Kali in line.
Maybe it was luck he’d decided to leave his pipe and pouch behind in the nearby Pokémon Center.
In less than a few seconds, a loud, resounding splashing noise ripped through the air, caused by him suddenly hitting the surface of the water way too fast, way too quickly. Lars felt the currents pull him underwater for a few moments, before be blinked and blanched at the sudden sensation of salt attacking his eyeballs as he forced them open. Knowing that he’d swallow salt water if he dared open his mouth, he then shut his eyes and quickly swam upwards as fast as his long legs would allow.
Accidentally bumping into the Gyarados a few moments later, his head then broke through the surface of the water soon enough, before his survival instincts kicked in and he began to paddle himself through the water.
“Kali… you are an ingrate,” he growled, to which the Metagross, finally having completed another circle around the Gyarados, heard and let out a chuckle. Using Telekinesis, he then lifted Lars out of the water and set him down on his back, before Lars let out a surprised yelp.
“Shit, Ro, your head’s cold! What the fuck,” he gasped as his soaking-wet ass hit the Metagross’ head before hearing another grating noise, which he knew was Ro’s laughter.
“Oh, shut up, the both of you,” he grumbled, folding his arms for a few moments before attempting to shove his bangs out of his hair; while the Gyarados let out an approving roar and began to…fucking flex.
Right in front of Ro and Lars.
What. The. Actual. Fuck?
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