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//remember when ACNL was everywhere? I started drawing this after @commonxscents, @streetsteel, @rankingtwentysix and @silveratonment had a suspiciously ic chat about it, and I’ve only JUST finished it ( : 

ily all~

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What Pokemon Type Are You?

Electric-types are cool, outgoing and passionate. They tend to be determined, creative and quick-thinking and easily become popular with others.

Tagged by: ...I forgot 

Tagging: whoever fancies it

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You know what Pokémon as a series really seems to lack? That’s right! Angry kids!

So could you please Like / Reblog this post if you are interested in interacting with an RP blog for a Team Rocket Grunt OC? He will cause problems on purpose but at least he comes with a cute teddy bear! (The cute teddy bear will also cause problems on purpose)

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Howdy! If you like silly OCs who spend more time patting dogs than doing their job, then boy do I have the right guy for you!

Indie Rocket OC | (mostly) Private | Selective | Rules | About | Blog still WIP!!

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Dating pros and cons

Pros

A great cook, and surprisingly organised when it comes to nutrition and meal prepping.

Let’s not deny it, the boy looks good and has a jawline that could cut glass.

He's a good listener and would do anything for his friends. Will do his best to cheer you up if you're sad.

Life of the party!

If you love the outdoors you’ll never be bored with him. Though he’s also ok with staying in sometimes and just curling up to watch a movie.

Passionate about what he believes in.

Loyal to a fault. 

Generous.

Also generous in other ways, wink wonk

Not quite as dumb as he appears, plus he's reliable and good to have around in a crisis.

He has a way with "odd" and misunderstood pokemon.

Owns a cute lizard.

Cons

The lizard will steal your wallet.

He also has a terrifying, angry, jealous shark as a pet. She already hates you.

Though he knows how to cook tasty things, the food he usually makes is bland. He is a bit of a health nut and he can and will judge you for eating too much junk.

At the same time he's a huuuuge hypocrite and will happily eat unhealthy stuff when he's drunk.

On that note, he drinks like a fish. And goes overboard on a regular basis.

Vain as heck. Obsessed with social media.

Good luck if you're the jealous type.

Either doesn't think things through or overthinks to the max, there is no in-between.

Absolutely shit with money and perpetually broke.

Ton of emotional baggage from his crappy childhood. Which he doesn't want to talk about. Ever.

Extremely avoidant when moody. May vanish for days at a time, then come back like nothing ever happened.

Very easily influenced by peer pressure, which often gets him into trouble.

Drank the kool-aid. He genuinely buys into the Aqua rhetoric. Save the pokemon, flood the world and drown out capitalism, etc. Just eco-terrorist things.

tagged by: @aquaunderling​

tagging: Whoever still reads this blog lol

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Alright, guess this should be a little more convenient on the long run. This used to be a sideblog, but I figured it would be much less troublesome for my partners if I made this into its own account.

So once more, could you please Like / Reblog this post if you are interested in interacting with a RP Blog for a Pokémon OC set in Unova? More precisely, an ex-trainer who became the Head Nurse of Team Neo Plasma.

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aquaunderling‌:

“NO!” Diving past Trey, Vivian ripped the cables from the phone wincing as pain shot up her arm, momentarily forgetting about her injury in her panic. If doctors got involved, they would ask questions. They always asked too many questions! Questions that she would never answer!

“I told you to get out Trey,” Vivian cried, hot tears pricking her eyes, “I can handle this myself. I always handle everything myself!” Great, now she was crying again. Cradling her injured hand, she furiously wiped her tears away with her arm. 

Keep reading

So much for that.

"Vee, I can't just leave y'like this..." Trey chose his words carefully, making a point to keep his voice soft and calm, though a pleading edge crept in at the end. 

Arceus, he thought, did I do this..?

Vivian wasn't just injured, she was unravelling right before his eyes. Trey desperately wanted to help her, but how the hell could he? He'd never seen anyone react like this-- Or, maybe he did, but... it was fuzzy, sometime in ancient history, somewhere far away. Though something about this was familiar. Like a blanket of fog settling onto his head.

Then she started screaming, and the fog clamped down on him like a vice.

"I- I... Okay, alright, I'll go, Vee - It's okay. M'going." He winced, shaking his head in contradiction to his words. All the while Trey was backing up to the door, fumbling for the doorknob. Fully intending to run at full tilt directly to Shelly's office the second he was out of there. Shelly would know what to do. 

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YOU HEARD THAT RIGHT. 

I got halfway to hell (ye olde 333), and to celebrate, I’m doing a small art giveaway. 

There will be three winners, the prize being a watercolor headshot of one of your muses! [Examples of my watercolor work here] (Yes, it’s also just an occasion for me to play with my new paints ok i’m not even gonna hide from it)

Now here are some rules: 

-You must be a roleplaying blog and must be following me! I’m doing this for the RPC to thank y’all for being so cool and welcoming, so no personal blogs please. (Also please don’t follow me just for that and then unfollow, that’s a plain dick move.)

-1 reblog = 1 entry! Please keep it to one entry per mun despite multiple blogs. I’ll be keeping an eye out for that. LIKES DON’T COUNT.

-Please don’t tag as giveaway, I don’t want it showing up in the tag 8′)

-This might be a personal preference, but I will only draw humanoid muses. (I’m not super good at non-humans and I want to be able to give something I’m proud of.) 

I’ll be doing the raffle in two weeks, aiming for the 20-21st of March! 

So. Yeah. I love you. Thank you for being amazing people, you guys are super inspiring and you honestly make life way better. <3

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team aqua’s actions should   –     –     –     –     –     –     –     –     

                                                   bring smiles to people’s faces !

independent selective pkmn oc. est. 2014. written by finn.

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//Preview of a lil shippy pic I've been working on~

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illus. Mitsuhiro Arita “Team Aqua’s Mightyena“ from Double Crisis

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Social media meme generator

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When Trey next goes to his dorm he’ll find a neatly wrapped present on his bed - a chocolate stantler and a small kecleon plush. When he opens the card, a folded leaflet will fall out. Don’t be fooled by the gift into thinking she’s not not still annoyed, the leaflet is for Alcoholics Anonymous. The card reads “Merry Christmas Trey, try not to end up in a bin tonight. ~ Vivian

Trey had vanished somewhere off-base for a few days over the festive period, turning up again just in time to get started on the New Years celebrations. He was barely past the entrance of the base before someone shoved a beer into his hand, and before you know it, it was morning - Hello, first screaming headache of the decade!

And, ow, what was that digging into his back? With a groan, Trey pulls out the parcel he had been lying on all night. He groggily tears it open. “Oh cute,” He mumbles. Then he promptly bites the head off of the chocolate Stantler. Trey wasn’t usually one for chocolate, but eh, it was breakfast time, he was starving, and this was edible.

It’s then that he sees the card. He reads it, then squints at the leaflet. Alcoholic... What?

If this had come from anyone else, he would have shrugged it off as a joke. But coming from Vivian, and considering how big of a dick he had been to her last time he’d gone on a bender… Yeah, ouch. Feeling horribly guilty wasn’t how he’d wanted to start the new year.

“Jokes on you, m’in my bed.” He mutters to himself, balling up the leaflet. He throws it at the nearby bin, misses, and turns around to go back to sleep.

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📋🌟 :3c

send 📋 🌟 for me to write about my RP wishlist that implies your muse!

More Aqua shenanigans. Their friendship before everything goes to shit is one of the thing I’m the most fond of looking back on my history with RP in general.

Closure. Let Trey yell about how hurt he felt, let Lo yell out how damn much he regretted everything and how he genuinely did love him and his time in Aqua. They don’t need to ever fully make up, but I still want them crying in each other’s arms somehow.

More of Leo being overall a menace.

If Trey ever gets that Dragapult, I want Lo to die mad about it

This one is probably more gonna be brainstorm with Roi and Kai than writing but. Lodri / Treylayne double date.

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silveratonment replied to your post: Enter your name here to find out your Pokemon Type...

“Not cool bro.”

Casually finishes releasing them-

“Huh? Oh, didya want one ‘a them mate?”

[aquatrey]

Enter your name here to find out your Pokemon Type specialization

then go here and set it to generate six of that type to find your team.

“Oh sweet, I love Dark types-”

“...I don’t want this.” The Gyarados is pretty cool, but the rest, nope. Especially not the ACTUAL GOD OF DEATH?? NO THANKS

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aquaunderling‌:

Preparing herself for a blow that never came, Vivian sat in a no man’s land. Suspended between her reality and her past for what could have been have been a lifetime, her rasping breath being the only sound, light fought through the darkness. A familiar growling reached her ears, warming her to the core, coaxing her out of her fog. 

Blinking once, twice, thrice, Vivian’s breathing levelled. Though her body still didn’t feel like her own, the world slowly trickled back to her.

Why was her palm wet? Slowly, she raised it to her line of sight. Blood? When did that happen…? Then there was the growling, a white form above her. Solace? He saw her break again? Poor boy…

“Solace…” she whispered, her voice barely audible. Immediately Solace’s growling ceased. Forcing herself up, Vivian wrapped her arms around him as her face fell into his fur. Her blood stained his pristine fur, but she was too exhausted to care.   

“It’s okay… I’m alright. I’m alright.” Was she trying to convince herself or Solace? Vivian didn’t have time to figure it out a voice spoke up. 

Trey. Trey? How long had he been here? Oh, that was right, she found him last night, meaning…

“…I need you to leave.”

The grunt shook his head, frowning. He wasn't about to leave Vivian alone, not in the condition she was in. That cut on her hand looked worryingly deep, plus there was the issue of whatever had happened to her nose.

"No, Vee, y'need a medic. You ain’t in any state to be alone." Trey pulled out his phone, about to call Aqua's resident nurse over, but he paused at the screen. Shattered to bits. You can barely make out the lockscreen photo of Leo curled up asleep. When the hell did this happen? 

"Shit, hang on-" Setting his smashed phone carelessly on the floor, Trey looked around for more options, soon spotting the landline on Vivian's desk. He started to slowly rise to his feet, his eyes trained on Vivian's Absol, just in case it decided he was still a threat. "I'm gonna call the doc, okay?"