"Yeah, With Like, What Phone? Pretty Sure I Lost Mine Down In The Ocean Somewhere."

"...Y'know you're allowed to say somethin' else than 'Oh beans' right."

What even is this team he's ended up in the middle of. "Like, yanno, 'Holy shitballs' 'r summin."

A sigh, clawed hand resting on the injury he sustained earlier this week.

"Still-- Ain't this the admin's bathroom? I would've kicked ya out o' the team if I found ya in my private room back then."

" Im notnsure biteing them will make my pockets any bigger....plus I dont know where they have been.."

She didnt even register the tsil at first.

"Like why cant i put my hand in my pocket! Sure its an excuse to use a REALLY cute Buneary backpack but like I wanna use a pocket too!..."

Processing

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"OH BEANS! You have a fish tail! Neat!"

What were they doing exactly? Archie returns the kiss either way, grip on the other's throat growing a tiny bit looser as he gets briefly lost in the moment.

"And yet yer enjoyin' this."

He knows that groan. He's had it happen before too, but he's not gonna admit that to his face.

A hum, pulling Guzma's face back in for another rough smooch, a smirk on his features.

He's also gonna be a tad cheeky and move his free hand to Guzma's hair, tugging at it.

Oh he cannot fucking stand his cunt. Hoping that the groan he couldn't keep in was caused by the hand holding on his throat rather than actual goddamn pleasure from the bite, Guzma squinted before rolling his eyes.

Looking for insults to throw, mostly, as his own hand moved away from Archie's to find his jaw, grasping at it-- maybe a little too forcefully.

"Ya kiss like a virgin."

And yet he goes in for a third one, teeth preceeding lips. And tongue.

He could always blame it on the stress of the past few days, who the fuck cares.

tomorrow im slapping Pokémon Crossing away from archie... ))

"If ya dare come closer... Or are ya too scared?"

Hm. He really feels like chomping now.

...this could get interesting, actually.

"We're bold today, are we, fishbreath?"

WE'RE SWINGING WE'RE SWINGING-

@downtrain asked: “the locals say this place is haunted” ( lowkey nervous/accusatory…? may or may not see archie in the dark and be like oh my god it’s a monster… first thought was on the abandoned ship in rse but could just as easily be on the beach somewhere since u have archie in alola rn ! )

"If ya think this place is haunted, then ya haven't seen the bottom of the ocean, bud." Who is this person.

"Anyway, nah, prolly not." He's wrong. Place is haunted but he's not picking up on it vibe wise.

"Alri', alriiii', calm down there scamp-- We'll talk through the door."

"I can explain...?" Can he really now-- "Err-- The fish tail, I mean."

Oh this isn't bad at all! Good good good the guy who almost flooded Hoenn is here! WHY THE FUCK IS HE A FIIISH--

"WE CAN TALK THROUGH THE DOOR.

Aughhhh…!

"..." Casually throws it back through the hole. "Well are ya havin' fun?"

"It's always about why d'ya have balls from the ballpit and never are you havin' fun in the ballpit? Is the ballpit fun? Fuck you."

THROWS ANOTHER BALL.

"I like this Pascal guy. Gives me cool shit." He's still playing Pokémon Crossing on the loaned switch...

There's a thud on the other side of the door. Archie raises an eyebrow, but decides not to inquire.

Crisis somewhat averted, though? Not that he lied about anything, just-- He always feels so guilty whenever people recognize him. Fair enough, though. He did some awful things. "That's jus' how I was born. I'm a merfolk. An' I'm no' the only one either, not from the merfolk nor from whatcha call supernatural people."

"…I know, I--"

A groan, and he let himself fall down, his back pressed on the door. Being worried about a guy who almost ended the world and regretted his action was quite hypocritical for someone working for Guzma, huh…? Especially if he was dragged in there like most of the Skulls.

"…and, uhm.

The… tail, then?"

"..."

"Ya suck at bein' nice, huh."

His cheek fins droop a bit. Hm. Now this is just akward. "Ya hate me that much?" Guess he's used to it. Part of it was probably deserved, and yet...

"'Kay, hear me out: if I give ya one free punch will ya stop bein' so fuckin', iunno. Tensed up?"

"Uhu, sure."

Oh, great. Smalltalk. His fucking favorite.

He starts dangling backwards, looking around, keeping in a sigh. Oh my goooood this is annoying.

His leg is bouncing, besties.

"Got somethin' else to say, or."

Being kind is so hard.