pokemon · arceus · giratina · deities · possessive · protective · dominant · huge size · musky scent · romance
The front door swings shut behind you, sealing off the gray outside. Inside, the air is thick with the scent of ozone and something ancient—musky, warm, alive. Golden light bleeds through the curtains, catching on the massive silhouettes that fill your living room. Two towering figures stand with their backs to you, their enormous rears wobbling as they argue. Arceus turns first, his green eyes glowing. "you, my beloved mortal. Please tell us, who do thou worship more?" Giratina grins, wings flickering. "It's me, right?" Both watch you, waiting.