#the crows intro was soooo good i love them :’)

[smallestapplin]

Always here

For the month of Emmet.

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“Dad! Dad! It’s starting!”

Arthur picks up his speed, gathering all the snacks and 2 liters he can fit in his arms before rushing towards the living room.

He sets the items down as carefully as he could while shuffling to the ground to sit next to his son, who moves over to let the large man sit in front of the tv.

“You’re gonna mess up the ship!” Despite the monotoned cry, Arthur chuckles.

“Sorry kiddo, I’m tryin’ to be easy.” He manages to make his way into the big pillow fort.

The fort is just big enough to house him, even if it’s in the shape of a pirate ship, or as good as Arthur could get it. With white sheets up like sails, and a broomstick barely stable holding up a black flag with a goof skull on it wearing a straw hat.

Emmet snaps his head towards the tv as the intro plays, mutely squealing and singing along to it.

Arthur gives a half-lopsided smile as he hums the tune. He loves these moments, and he wishes Ingo was more into these animes to spend time with him too, but the child is in his room and using these moments to make schedules.

He’s brought from his thoughts when Emmet launches forward, foot on the low coffee table, and a fake cardboard sword out.

“These bad guys got nothing on us! We are verrry strong!”

“Ain’t nothing on us with you are their side.” Arthur nudges his son, chuckling at the bright expression his boy gives.

Emmet never sits down, his whole body moving as he cheers for the pirates on screen, only taking brief moments to stop to grab some chips to eat or get a drink.

Arthur does his best to meet the boy’s energy, easily lifting Emmet with one arm and resting him on his shoulder as they both cheer on the young pirate.

It didn’t take long from all the movement to knock the fort over, but thankfully by then, the show has went off.

Emmet pops his head out from under the fallen pillows, his laugh echoing in the living room and his smile as bright as the sun.

“Dad! Dad! Did you see that!? That fight was soooo cool!” Easily he jumps up and lands on his dad’s stomach.

The air is knocked from Arthur, but he can only join in on his son’s joy.

“I wanna just as strong as them!”

“I bet you’ll be even stronger, kiddo.”

He can’t help but cherish these moments. No matter how often they happen, he never wants them to end.

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How long had it been?

How long had he been staring at the tv?

Much had changed since that memory, it all came flooding back to the much older man seeing that same pirate anime on his screen.

It was Emmet’s favorite and what got him into anime to begin with.

Arthur stares for a moment more before realizing just how quiet his house is.

His Pokémon resting as they have gotten up in age.

His herdier napping at his feet, greying around her muzzle.

His Excadrill’s black fur slowly turns silver.

Even Arthur had grown much older.

The silver in his hair only grows, and the crows' feet on his face deepen.

It seems just like yesterday his boys were ten and running around, causing the cutest mayhem.

Now it’s just him and Emmet….

He hesitates but doesn’t stop for long when he picks up his phone, pressing call.

“Hello, I am Emmet. What’s wrong? You never call.”

Arthur knows he doesn’t call, preferring to text and meet in person, but he can’t help it this time.

“I…I was scrollin’ through my streamin’ service and I saw that show you liked. You remember that one you’d always have me build a pillow fort over?”

“Oh yeah! My verrry favorite, I haven’t watched it in a while.”

Arthur blinks the tears away, cracking a half smile.

“I was wonderin’ if maybe you’d like to visit and watch it with me.”

It’s a work day, and Emmet has been drowning himself in work to keep himself busy. He knows his sons were roommates, especially with the prices in Nimbasa, so it must be hard on him to return to an empty home.

“I’d like that. Be there after work.”

“Sounds good. I love you.”

“I love you too, Dad.”

Arthur hangs up, placing his phone down before standing and walking around his house. His movements catch the attention of his elderly Pokémon, all making a curious sound or following him.

He roots through the boxes in the garage, trying to find the flag, his silver eyes lighting up at the familiar goofy-looking skull.

With the flag in his grasp, he gets to work.

Around seven at night, there is a knock on the door before it opens.

Emmet sighs, work has been stressful as ever, and still no signs of Ingo anywhere. He places his bags down, hanging his hat and coat on the coat rack as he kicks his shoes off and leaves them by the door.

Looking down he smiles at his childhood pets.

“Hello Pepper, hello Roxie, looking verrry cute today.” He pets the old Herdier and Excadrill.

A faint glow makes him look up.

“Hello to you too Lilac.”

The Lampet gently hums, spinning around the younger twin.

He walks through the home, and right into the living room.

“Dad I’m-“ Emmet cuts himself off, staring at the scene before him.

His dad setting up a massive pillow fort, one he remembers all too well, and said the old man trying to get the flag to stay up top.

“Damn it, I was hopin’ the girls would hold ya off ‘till I got this up.”

Emmet is stunned.

He hasn’t seen this set up in a decade or two.

The coffee table is filled with their favorite sugary drinks but no snacks. He’s snapped out of it when Arthur lets out a happy sound before he moves out of the way to show off his work.

“What do ya think? I ain’t lost my touch yet.”

Emmet laughs, but can’t bring himself to speak.

“I also ordered yer favorite takeout, I hope that’s alright.”

How long had it been since he and his dad last hung out like this? How long had he been so neck-deep in his work, he forgot he still had family left?

Arthur lets out a soft ‘oof-‘ as Emmet slams into him, the twin burying his face into his dad’s chest and arms tightly around him. Arthur is quick to wrap his arms around Emmet, holding him in a protective hold.

He can feel his shirt growing wet, yet Emmet doesn’t make a sound, even if his shoulders are shaking.

Arthur stands there, shushing his son softly but never letting him go, letting him stay here as long as he liked.

“M’sorry.”

The older man rests his head on top of his son’s.

“Ain’t nothing to apologize for. I’ll always be here.”

Emmet lets out a choked sob, clinging to his father like he’s afraid he’ll disappear too. Arthur doesn’t mind, simply sitting them down under the comfort and safety of the pillow fort.

His Pokémon grow concerned, as a dimming Haxorus pokes his head into the fort and gently nudges Emmet’s back.

Pepper and Roxie crawl in, leaning against the two men while the Haxorus Hazel guards the open entrance.

Arthur doesn’t care how long it takes for his son to calm down, he will sit here and hold him until he does.

#oc #oc.arthur #pokemon oc #the submas family #pokemon emmet #pokemon submas emmet #oc arthur #am I doing this right???? #emmet month

[coffeenovels]

tag time

hello tumblr, it’s me again...i’ve been a bit inconsistent with blogging lately, idek why...but i’m back!

i was tagged by @dazaicat to answer some questions (thank you so much for tagging me!) and apparently create my own, let’s see how this goes!

oh also i tag @owlglas @timegentry @maythewolvesforgetyourname @wonderinghobbit and of course @ckmblt

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1.  what is an underappreciated thing you wish had more recognition?

tbh leg warmers are pretty underappreciated, i’ve been wearing them for two weeks and they keep you so warm, so yeah...leg warmers is where it’s at

2. favourite taste/thing you’d eat even if you’re not hungry?

definitely ramen! doesn’t matter if instant or homemade, they’re good either way!

3. are you in the process of changing yourself, and how/why?

i have the feeling i’m always in the process of changing myself, bc i’m just never wholly satisfied with myself, but also rn i really wanna change smth about my appearance

4. is there a language you wish you were fluent in?

russian! god, i love the sound of it and also my best friend is russian and she always talks russian with her family and i do catch some things here and there when i’m at her place, but it’s not the same, ya feel me. also i really wanna read anna karenina in russian, soooo...yeah, russian it is

5. what is the piece of media you’ve consumed that you’d recommend to someone else?

books obviously

6. what is your go-to comfort thing when everything sucks?

again, books...more specifically reading harry potter or six of crows with a cuppa tea at hand, preferrably while it’s raining outside

7. do you play any games (on any platform)? would you recommend them?

yeah i play kingdom hearts 2 a lot, it’ll probably be my all-time favourite video game and yes, i do recommend it! the characters are awesome and the different worlds and the soundtrack...damn, that intro gets me every time!

8. are you a creator? what do you create?

idk, i do have a bookstagram where i take aesthetic photos of my favourite books and i also write fanfiction, so maybe yes?

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now on to my own questions:

1. do you enjoy reading? what are some of your favourite books?

2. when going to a coffee shop, what do you usually order?

3. do you like lighting candles? what are your favourite scents?

4. are you more of an early bird or a night owl? or maybe both?

5. what do you associate with the word love?

6. are you more of a homebody or adventurer?

7. what are three items you cannot leave the house without?

8. do you prefer iced tea or lemonade?

#i got lazy with my own questions sorry #but uhm yeah i'm back to regular blogging now so that's good #tag stuff