Indie & Selective Post Game Galactic (Boss) Commander Saturn. Sideblog to rebirthpyre.
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“Do you know what has always bothered me?”
“I use a Toxicroak. Jupiter uses a Skuntank.”
“Well, why doesn’t Mars have a Drapion? It could complete the Trio nicely. Three poison type families from Sinnoh.”
“She has bad tastes.”
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“I’m gonna kick Dart’s butt.”
“Crooaaa.’
“Alls I want is a moment of peace in this damned office.”
#♄ ic#♄ Poison Dart (Dart)#♄ tossed about; I'm like a ship on the ocean (Azelf)#((today on azelf doesn't swear and saturn is gonna kick everyone's asses))
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ag-gravated replied to your post ““Wonder if I can give the red-haired nerd a will to live?””
"Impossible"
“Works for me. Gonna go bug Lucius now. Later, nerd.”
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“Wonder if I can give the red-haired nerd a will to live?”
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Alright, Haley back here with this nerd. Mind reblogging this post to help out a not at all new Post Game Saturn blog get up and running again? This is a sideblog, and all follows will be returned from Rebirthpyre.
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I’ve deciding I’m going to get this blog active again. I’m likely to do the same with Lysandre too.
I’ll likely have to redo some information and change things around, but stay tuned for that.
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foodffs:
10+ Galaxy Sweets That Are Out Of This World
Really nice recipes. Every hour.
Show me what you cooked!
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SCREAMING AT THE TOP OF HER LUNGS
“Yuu, stop screaming! It’s just an Ariados! Use psychic on it!”
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“You’re either willing to look out at the stars with me or you don’t matter.”
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“Get down. I’m not happy with you.” Pluto doesn’t seem to be listening at all, perhaps trying to change Saturn’s mind.
His work room has been a mess the past week. The culprit? A certain Sneasel.
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Well, seems he’ll be stuck like this for a bit.
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@spacehippiecult
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acrimonicusly:
“…The stars, they’re…dim.” It appears, to nobody’s surprise, that the amount of lights illuminating the skyline has caused the night sky to fade- and it’s enough to put a small frown on Neptune’s face.
“I wonder what they look like back home...” Is Saturn feeling sentimental for the Resort Area? Yes. Yes he is.
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heytheredali:
Don’t be afraid to be “too much.” Call me 5 times a day because you wanna hear my voice or something came up and you wanna tell me immediately. Text me 12 times in a row when I don’t answer fast enough. Leave me cute texts when you can’t sleep. Hold my hand. Everywhere. Sit really close to me on the couch. Keep your hand on my thigh. Always have a part of you touching a part of me. Tell me you love me every hour I don’t care I want to be smothered in love holy fuck life is too short to hold back.
#♄ the courage of stars (musings)#((Saturn at the other commanders tbgh#the way he'll talk may seem uninterested or bored with them but man#he cares about them a lot))
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“Pluto!”
“Sneas!” It appears his mission has been compromised! Anyone currently in the Galactic Energy Solutions base can now find Saturn chasing after Pluto...
And what’s that weird colored box Pluto is holding?
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His trainer is still asleep...
Gooood.
The little hybrid twitches it’s feather tail and makes his way out of the room.
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“Sneeass.” The little hybrid raises his head, blinks and looks around the area.
Nah, he’s gonna go back to sleep.
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