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"Another year. Congratulations!" Jax muses as he suddenly appears next to Fred. "Here." He hands out a small giftbox wrapped in black paper with a silver ribbon. Inside something is wrapped in silver tissue paper - A brown leather wallet! Oooo fancy~

"Is it congratulations?" he replied. He wasn't a fan of this whole ageing thing. Turning 25. Not being young anymore, no excuse for being dumb. Except for being blonde, but that wasn't as potent as youth.

He took the gift and unwrapped it. Fred wasn't monied enough to know that the wallet was fancy, or expensive, but it looked nice, and from knowing Jax... well, it probably was. Trust him to get me a present to do with money.

Never the less, a sheepish smile slipped onto his lips as he looked up at the scientist. "Thanks."

#☆ z e a l o t ☆ 『ic』 #haematophiliac #//he.... age #//but he grateful

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(Stripesandpokeballs) Bear kicks the door down with an arm full of cupcakes for Fred.

"Woah! Where's the fire?"

And he really thought there was an emergency with an entrance like that, jumping off his bed in surprise. But as he recognised the sight of Bear, and the smell of cupcakes, he relaxed somewhat.

"What's all this for?" he asked, full well knowing what this was all for. But maybe it would be nicer to pretend he wasn't getting older, slowly crawling towards a grave... not knowing who he was... Much easy to pretend he was still sixteen and leaving home for the first time...

That wouldn't stop him grabbing a cupcake, only pausing to peal off its wrapper.

#☆ z e a l o t ☆ 『ic』 #stripesandpokeballs #//birth........ #//me: 'i have no energy to write' #//also me when i get a break: 'im gonna write way too much for a simple happy birthday'

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//it’s Fred’s birthday tomorrow but I’m too gosh darn tired to do anything U_U

#☆ s k e l e t o n m a s k ☆『ooc』 #//i'm a tired ol bones...

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Evenin’ fellas~ Just checking in to let ya’ll know I’m gonna b away from my PC from the 18th to the 25th. Not much of a break considering my usual activity, but just a heads up to reach me on discord if you need me ;)

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Evenin’ fellas~ Just checking in to let ya’ll know I’m gonna b away from my PC from the 18th to the 25th. Not much of a break considering my usual activity, but just a heads up to reach me on discord if you need me ;)

#☆ s k e l e t o n m a s k ☆『ooc』

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💕 …someone my muse loves.

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💕 …someone my muse loves.

Answered here!

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💀 …someone my muse would kill for.

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💀 …someone my muse would kill for

As boring an answer this is, I don't think Fred would kill for anyone, and not for lack of love, but simply because he's not a killer. He doesn't have it in him. He doesn't think being a killer makes you an inherently better person, or more dedicated person to kill someone for any reason. And I don't think he would ever want to be with someone who would ask him to kill. It's not so much morals, but just something he doesn't want to do. No amount of saying "but it's to protect someone!" or "it's for the greater good!" would change his mind.

That said, if he was ordered to kill from someone he feared and respected enough, he might feel pushed to kill, but in truth, that's really killing for himself, because its out of fear of what might happen if he said no...

But a romantic gesture from Fred looks more like him dying for you than killing for you.

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💕 …someone my muse loves.

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💕 …someone my muse loves

I don't think Fred is in love on this blog :( Not at the moment. And he doesn't have a whole lot of familial love for his relatives either. He tends to reserve his love for one person he's really infatuated with and they return the feelings, so... his s/o. But he does platonically love a few people, although he'd never word it like that. @commonxscents comes to mind, but who knows how long that will last...

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👑 …someone my muse is jealous of.

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👑 …someone my muse is jealous of

Envy is another thing that doesn't come naturally to Fred. There aren't many people who Fred "wants to be" or "wants to strip of the things he can't have". He looks up to a lot of people, though! Especially the Elite Agents, and he might sometimes envy the respect and freedom their advanced rank grants them. He doesn't aspire for or aim to become and Admin or Executive... ever. But Fred might a little bit want to become a more respected Agent.

He might also be a little jealous of the children who got to have an ordinary pokemon journey, rather than what happened to him...

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😒 …someone my muse hates. 💘 …someone my muse has a crush on.

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😒 …someone my muse hates

Fred doesn't really hate that many people, but he does dislike a few. One of the people he outright hates if fairly obvious, and I won't go into because I've gone through the meta one hundred times lmao.

Beyond that, Fred usually doesn't like Protons. The generic Proton I use for my drabbles plays into the "cruellest man" thing, and most, if not all, rp'd Protons have played by it. Fred doesn't usually jive with that kind of personality, mean for mean's sake (or seemingly so). Anyone like that by extension, he doesn't usually get on with.

He has an intense love/hate relationship with @haematophiliac, who intensely reminds him of Ted (despite their multiple differences...) and spends a lot of time teasing him and winding him up. But he loves getting attention and Jax gives him enough. If he didn't enjoy hanging out with him, he might outright hate him, but can't really bring himself to.

Finally, Fred so almost hates his Dad whole heartedly. He did a lot to hurt his Mom and himself, and at least a little to hurt his half-siblings. He's neglectful and selfish and uses people. But he is Fred's Dad. That still just about counts for something.

💘 …someone my muse has a crush on

It's a generic headcanon that Fred has pretty relentless crushes on Archer and Ariana, but it depends on which ones.

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Everyone loves tall guys but what about short guys!!! Small bastards. Compact. Efficient. Just a tiny little fucker. Pick them up and put them down. Portable boys

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faithverse​:

Talon followed, quietly munching on one of the candybars he stole, why was he doing this? Why did he agree? Dumbass… He couldn’t help but take a hold of Fred’s shirt as he led them along. Nervous, yeah very nervous.

“Whoa, whoa! Hands off the merchandise! Try standin’ tall, like a Rocket should!”

And so you don’t get picked on by the door guards immediately... Fred stood tall himself to give the other an example.

“Who are you and why do you talk about team rocket so much?”

“Oh, I’m just a big fan! Have you seen the uniform? It’s so cool and slimming~ Plus, I heard all the agents are all super hot! But you know… that’t just what I heard.”

#☆ z e a l o t ☆ 『ic』 #faithverse #☆ g e t i n l i n e ☆『queue』

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roimuses​:

He nodded. “Mhm, though I consider it more of a hobby. I was raised in a fishing family so it’s been in my heart and soul since I was young.” He gave a small chuckle. “Many don’t, they often find it rather boring waiting for a water pokemon to bite on the line.. But I find it quite relaxing. There’s nothing I like more than spending an early morning soaking in the sun and fishing alongside Mahi.” His expression did shift to one of sympathy. “Yeah, that’s understandable.. Maybe if I happen to see a nice, affordable one I could let you know? Fishing with others can be nice as well.”

He nodded. “Good idea. Let’s see..” He dug about in his deep pants pockets before pulling out a well-used blue pokegear–it’s even one of the older models that isn’t really used much anymore. He held it out to the other man with a soft smile. “Here, you can add yourself in.”

He found it a little difficult to walk with the dog pokemon between his legs but he managed. He found it quite cute actually. Eventually they did make it over to the takoyaki stand, and the scent made him feel nostalgic. He did get a little surprised as Blackjack put his paws up on the counter, and so he gently removed them to place him back down on the ground. “You’ll have to wait a moment Blackjack, we haven’t ordered anything yet,” he chuckled, clearly amused.

Standing up again, he ordered takoyaki for himself before stepping aside for Fred if he wanted any. “I can see that. It is a bit of a strange food for those not used to it, but it’s nothing to be afraid of. Sometimes, being adventurous can lead to experiences you find you enjoy a lot.”

“Oh! Y’don’t...”

Was it getting hotter outside, or was Fred blushing at the idea of someone getting him a second hand fishing rod? The idea of hanging out with a friend and having hushed conversations over a sun-soaked river certainly appealed to a part of him. Toby was right about one thing at least, that Fred would usually find it boring compared to his fast paced lifestyle. “You don’t hafta get me one if you don’t wanna... That’s to say... I don’t wanna put you out, sir...”

Fred spoke as he was entering his PokeGear number into the man’s device, using his personal number rather than his work contact so as to not draw suspicion. Besides, this wasn’t a work issue yet. He returned the phone with a smile of his own, a flutter of shame, embarrassment and bashfulness faltering the kind look.

His hound had no such feelings, only feeling hunger towards the delicious seafood balls in front of him. Strings of doggy slobber threatened the perfectly clean counter, only being stopped by Toby’s intervention. Black Jack looked sincerely disappointed as his paws were removed from proximity of the food. He looked up at him with big red-brown eyes and down turned lips. Letting out an indignant whine, Black Jack pawed at his leg (perhaps a little too roughly) as if to ask ‘What’s the hold up, the food’s right here?’ 

“Jack-Jack! I am so sorry, Mr Toby, he knows better than that! I think all the new smells have got him all excited or somethin’...” With his pokemon wedged between the man’s legs, there wasn’t much that Fred could do about it until they got out of the throng. He gave the dog a look that could kill squirt some cold water in such a way as to cause him a substantial shock. He chuckled and changed the subject. “Would you believe me if I told you I was scared because of the western nickname Octopus Balls?”

#☆ z e a l o t ☆ 『ic』 #roimuses #☆ g e t i n l i n e ☆『queue』

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commonxscents​:

He watched Fred as he sat down, pleading eyes studying his face. Even if he was half expecting the news the other would give him it still hit him like a ton of bricks. It almost hurt him more than all of what Proton did to him. His teeth gritted tightly; he was upset–at Team Rocket, at Proton, at Fred, but.. also himself. He’s always so weak, he could have at least tried to escape before now. Yet, even with his sense of dread, he held onto that little bit of trust against his better judgement. Look where that got him.

“Of course he did. Of course. It ain’t like I told ya or anythin’ that they weren’t gonna let me off easy-” His tone was harsh, lashing out in anger, frustration and most of all fear. He paced a bit in a small circle, his hands continuously struggling at the binds on his wrists as he tried to steady his breaths. He shook his head. “Arceus.. Arceus, I fuckin’ knew it.” 

He flinched away as soon as Fred’s hand touched his back, taking in a sharp inhale through his teeth. It was a light touch thankfully, but it still made the welts left on his back underneath his shirt flare up with pain. Proton didn’t go easy on him.. Despite that, he shook it off with a shaky breath and turned to face Fred.

“I can’t do that– I gotta get out now-” He moved closer to Fred, his eyes terrified and wild with desperation. “Fred, please. They ain’t gonna jus’ forget ‘bout me, ya know that right? They wanna make me like my dad. I dunno if ya knew ‘im at all, but I ain’t like ‘im in the slightest! Look at me, I ain’t the type to last in a place like Rocket.. An’.. An’ ‘sides that, that bastard Proton knows where my sister is, an’ he threatened her. If I go now, I could get her out o’ Johto- we could both escape-”

His frantic pleadings paused a moment as he could feel his tears starting to spill over again. He quickly backed off, biting his lip as he desperately tried to wipe them away on his shoulder–though also leaving a bit of the blood from his face there too. “I-… I’m awful scared. I.. don’t wanna be stuck here again-”

It was hard to bite his lips and smile falsely at the same time, but Fred made it work. His eyes glittered gently as he looked up at Adrian, hoping that he’d see the forced smile and not the wetness of his eyes. It was hard not to feel guilty, but he forced it down into the pit of his stomach with all the other feelings he didn’t like feeling. 

As Adrian flinched so did he, in the opposite direction. Right. Careful... Recommend a luke-warm shower... Don’t introduce yourself to your room mates until you know they’re friendly... No, do... That was what he had to say as an ambassador, right? But what did he have to say as a friend? Fred wanted to get Adrian through this more badly than he knew. Over-sugar-coating a bitter pill wouldn’t make it go down any easier, but a sweet drink to wash it down couldn’t hurt. With a deep breath, Fred hardened himself.

“You ain’t stuck here, Adrian. Don’t think everyone here is like that sick fuck... There are good people, people like me, who just want somewhere safe to stay for people like us. If you’re a grunt, you get to walk around the base, go out accompanying missions, stuff like that. The more trust you get, the more freedom you have. Speakin’ of, you want the rope untyin’?” He preemptively sauntered behind him, trying to look as least threatening as possible. It wasn’t usually a huge ask, but in his full uniform, it probably didn’t help allay Adrian’s fears.

“Just stay calm an’ think sensibly. If you try an’ run off right now in the state you’re in right now, you’ll be easy to track, and Proton will be extra mad when you do. Free advice: don’t piss him off. Your best move right now is to play along until the Executive thinks you ain’t puttin’ up a fight. Between you an’ me, he’s put me in charge of watchin’ you... which is dumb,” he mumbled, voice lowering from his previous confidence for a second. “I’m recruitment and intel, not trainin’... but you’re a pal, so I’ll make an exception. If you behave enough, I’ll keep his eyes well away from you in return... an’ I’ll go tell your sister to take a long holiday in Alola... How’s that sound for a start, pal?”

#☆ z e a l o t ☆ 『ic』 #commonxscents #//sorry fred monologued for a bit! he has a lot to say owo #☆ g e t i n l i n e ☆『queue』

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