Kep
He/him
24
March 03
Alamos, Sinnoh
Homosexual
boy genius
Associate Scientist
sum of all and by them driven
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three little words [s][c]
POSTED ON Dec 10, 2022 22:31:13 GMT
[attr="class","thad"] [attr="class","thadmain"] “Hey,” Kepler coos, face falling; he drops the chocolates on Ash’s chest and reaches for his face, one hand cupping around his cheek. He pushes up with one elbow until he’s more full-on laying over Ash’s chest, concerned. Divinity pulls himself up on the bed with a quiet hup, sitting close to Ash’s knee. Kepler quiets and listens as Ash recounts what had happened at Mt. Pyre. One hand goes to gently brush Ash’s arm, an unbidden, unchoreographed motion, as though to prove to them both that it’s still present and attached. “...Penelope Livy?” Kepler asks, stuttering a bit? “Like… Councilwoman PENELOPE LIVY ?” Oh, fuck. That had… implications. Hopefully no one had recognized Ash or else… Kepler pushes himself up more, one hand braced on the opposite side of Ash’s chest. “What… what the fuck are you talking about?” he asks, finding his volume and his incredulous, skeptical passion. He looks at his boyfriend in frank disbelief. “‘You got off too easy’? Ashley, you were lucky to get out of there with your life.” No, no, absolutely not. He was not going to stand for any of this self-patronizing bullshit. There was no logic in that, no equation that added up to Ash got off too easy. All of the extra stuff-- Palkia, Father Winter, all that other bullcrap-- fell aside. He reached up with his free hand and scooped it behind his boyfriend’s head, cupping the back of his skull and lifting, pulling it forward. Gone is the weepy little boy caught in the fleeting notion of life, though his cheeks are still tear-stained and his eyes are still red. “You don’t get to sit here and claim you got off easy or you didn’t do enough because-- you fucking didn’t, and you did. Now you focus on getting better. Got it?”
He is pointedly ignoring the bit where Ashley said your actions on the meteor saved Hoenn or whatever because Kepler hadn’t done jack all fuck shit on that cursed space-rock, but that wasn’t the focus of the moment. [attr="class","thadpoke"] [newclass=.thad] font-size: 11px; text-align: justify; [/newclass][newclass=.thadmain] margin: 0 auto; width:330px;background-color:#2b2b2b;padding:45px;text-align:justify;font-size:11.5px;line-height:14px;letter-spacing:.5px;[/newclass][newclass=.thadtag] text-align:right;font-weight:bold;margin-bottom: -15px; padding-top: 15px;[/newclass][newclass=.thad b] color: #876C7C; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: .5px; [/newclass][newclass=.thad i] color: #876C7C; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: .5px; [/newclass][newclass=.thad u] text-decoration: none; font-style: italic; color: #876C7C; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: .5px; font-weight: bold; [/newclass][newclass=.thad a] text-transform:uppercase!important;font:800 13px Poppins!important; letter-spacing: .5px; [/newclass][newclass=.thadpoke] width:420px;background-color:#272727;height:60px;background-image:url(https://image.ibb.co/dMFuMc/flower.png);background-repeat:no-repeat;background-position:center right;text-align:center;padding-bottom:15px;margin: 0 auto;margin-top:-10px;[/newclass]
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