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So when Grimsley turned fourteen he ran away, no longer wanting to be associated with his family. But it wasn't for the reasons Karen or Sidney had, it had nothing to do with being ashamed of anti-psychic roots. It was because Grimsley would have a much harder life because of his family. It was for purely selfish reasons, and if you were to tell Grimsley he was a selfish person, he would chuckle and agree. Grimsley couldn't care less about the psychics in battles. It was easier not to care. Grimsley's no stronger to betting. Back in his father's home, the men that invested in his father's business would go to the basement and play craps, blackjack, poker, and all sorts of card games. Grimsley learned how to roll a set of dice when he first learned how to walk. His mother didn't like that her son was being introduced to those games so early in his life. Grimsley found that he liked those games. Low rewards, and high risks especially. The casinos in Unova were open to anyone above the age of sixteen. Unovians figured that their kind were smart enough to bet wisely, to bet carefully, and if a sixteen-year-old could acquire a fire-breathing dragon they can bet their life savings. Grimsley knew about card counting. It was deceitful, but Grimsley didn't care. If he was lucky, he would win and get away with it. If he was unlucky, he would get caught and be taken to a back room and Grimsley would have to pray that none of his ribs were shattered. They never were. One would think despite the awful beatings Grimsley had gotten that he would steer clear of those specific casinos. It made him go there even more until he was banned.

~Sneak peak of The League Chronicles, Chapter 56- Grimsley - Link: Ao3

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In defense of the hoenn league, I feel like a solid 10% of them are doing okay mentally

A good ol’ ten percent. It might be more than that. Let’s go through it!

Roxanne- She’s… okay. She had a severe panic attack in the story because she originally wasn’t picked to be gym leader until Steven put in good word for her.

Brawly- Probably the most well adjusted out of every single character in the story.

Wattson- Just very jolly, arguably uses it as a coping mechanism to all the dark shit that happens.

Flannery- Er. Doesn’t apply. The freshest gym leader, and has the need to prove herself. Becoming a gym leader in wake of the Hoenn crisis does a number on her.

Norman- This is probably the most normal guy in the story, which makes him an outcast lol but his daughter saving the region really irks at him. He had to be held back by the elites. He has a temper if his family is in danger. It’s actually refreshingly normal.

Winona- Not really the best mentally as a teenager. She still hasn’t fully let go of the fact that Wallace gave up a champion position for her. She thinks about it over and over that SHE could’ve been champion.

Liza and Tate- …lmao. Okay. This is a really interesting pair to look at. Liza and Tate…they belong to a group of a league members in which becoming one actually makes them behave worse - though they also have issues outside of it that I’ll get into later on in the story (and in a separate story with six chapters). In the beginning when introduced they were sweet, but they are thirteen when Magma and Aqua are around. Thirteen. And that’s when the problems start. When they become teenagers. Before they acted too immature, and then you’ll see them swing in the other direction. It’s not healthy.

Juan- In the story he never gets a girlfriend again after Clara died. He never coordinates again because of Clara. When his apprentice Wallace has his desires to get into it he is afraid for his life. Juan constantly stresses all the time, because Wallace makes his hair grey. When Wallace becomes champion, even more so.

Wallace- Lmao no this man is daddy issues personified, had a coke problem, displays extreme narcissism to cover up his deep insecurities, I could go on really.

Sidney- He is not okay as much as people thinks he is. He’s haunted by his own family tree’s past.

Phoebe- She is absolutely kooky. But I think her past before entering the league is something she tries hard to forget, and lives in fear that it could come up at any moment, so she covers it up with acting more kooky than she typically is.

Glacia- Having to seek asylum is traumatizing.

Drake- He once downed an entire bottle of vodka and kept it down. Enough said.

Steven- One of the more normal champions. Rants and rambles about rocks to his boyfriend Wallace. Rich boy problems *shrug*

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So what’s the scoreboard?

3/15

That’s 20 percent! :)

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One year of gen 1-5 league members that should have gone to therapy 🥰

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Hell broke loose. In more ways than one. The announcement of Agatha's retirement shook every single region to its very core, and even fifteen-year-old Janine knew this was a big deal. Agatha didn't give a reason why she was retiring, which made it all the more daunting. Not even her father, Koga, could give her an answer. The announcement occurred when Janine was in a private lesson with her mother in the FNA in Fuchsia City, who happened to be the headmistress of the place once her father was given the role as the city's gym leader. Janine was Koga and Aurelia's miracle child, or so it had been explained to her. The couple was told that they were unable to have children of their own no matter how hard they tried. Janine was born two months prematurely, and doctors told her parents that she wasn't going to make it due to how small she was. Apparently Janine had other plans. She survived, a little warrior, their precious rainbow baby that defied all the odds. She was put in the NICU for two weeks and was able to breathe on her own. A miracle. Even though Janine did want to go on her own journey as a trainer, she opted to stay with her mother in the academy to teach other ninjas. The ones that loathed Janine and dismissed her as the child of a gym leader and were jealous of her strengths were the ones that didn't do well, and the ones that respected Janine excelled. It turned out the more that they listened to Janine, the longer they would last in a Pokemon battle. Janine liked the perks of having a gym leader parent. It certainly gave her an edge compared to a lot of trainers that opted to start a journey. She had watched her father become more and more of a powerful gym leader, exceeding talents of Lt. Surge and Blaine. Janine learned over the years to never let yourself be caught off-guard, to never be surprised. And yet when the announcement came of Agatha's retirement, Janine just couldn't help herself.

~Sneak Peak of The League Chronicles, Chapter 55- Janine

Link: Ao3

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He wanted to choose the name Bugsy. His older sister, Pandora, was vehemently against it, but not in the same way that his parents were. She accepted him for who he was, which was a boy, but choosing the name Bugsy would only plant a target on his back. He didn't understand, because researching bug-types, getting fully immersed into the entomology was what he lived for. He didn't know why his Scyther was doing this one trick, over-and-over. A trick was what he called it, he supposed. He thought that maybe just maybe he had discovered a move that no one else knew, and it flies into the back of his mind. Bug-catchers were laughed at enough, and to eradicate his name for something else that showed how proud he was of specializing in one of the most fragile typings would earn him more kicks and taunts when it was 'Kick-A-Bug-Catcher-Day' at school, which was almost all the time. He told his sister that she just didn't get it, that bug-catchers had been adamantly discriminated against since forever, and it seemed like it wasn't going to change anytime soon so why bother trying to be ashamed? He was proud of being a bug-catcher, proud of being a boy, and proud of choosing the name Bugsy, as silly as it may seem to others. Proud to be a five-time winner of the National Park's Bug Catching Contest. Pandora sighed deeply and said she would love her little brother no matter what.

~Sneak peak of Chapter 54 of The League Chronicles, Bugsy.

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Link: Ao3

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They’re just standing there…. MENACINGLY.

Inktober Day 3

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I remember I tried to draw every elite 4 and champion a while ago. I didnt get past gen 1 tho… it does not look good I mean just look at that!

it's not horrible but now that I actually remembered this I wanna actually try this again

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"Prodigious kids, huh?" asked Morty, reaching into his pocket for a cigarette. He lit it with a lighter he always kept, and Clair made no effort to stop him. In fact, she was kind of hoping that she could bum one off him, or maybe he had something else. "You think we can get one of those in Johto? Maybe the fucking New Barkers can be worth something."

"Not a chance we get one of those. It's Johto," scowled Clair.

Morty released some smoke. "How patriotic of you. Not proud of your own country?"

Whitney eyed the pair nervously, nibbling on a piece of chocolate.

"I am proud of my country, proud of being an Arrax, proud of being the Blackthorn City gym leader. Most of all, though, I'm tired of Johto doing jack shit and fuck all. I'm tired of the other gym leaders sucking so badly that we have to pull their weight." - A look into the Johto gym leaders while Team Rocket is in Kanto, and a suspicious amount of Sinnohnians are roaming the Kanto-Johto regions looking to battle them. Companion piece to The League Chronicles.

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"You're nothing like them," Will told her softly. "Karen, I knew you weren't like them. I think you're lovely." So, so beautiful. And it hurt her so, considering what she was about to tell him next. "...Run," was Karen's final request, despite not wanting to let him go for reasons that she continued to not understand. Will continued to stand there. Karen rolled her eyes. "Run." Then Will touched her hands, squeezing them briefly, and a shiver went down Karen's spine - the good kind. "Thank you," he whispered. A spark. It was only when their hands briefly touched Will did what she said and was out of sight that it hit Karen. He was a man that she should've murdered, like her family would've wanted her to. That little boy she met on her journey, that she forged a connection with that never left, who's personality and charisma was so entrancing, so infectious. Karen's stomach was doing backflips. Her heart was beating out of her chest, and not from the adrenaline of being asked to kill him. She imagined his eyes, those beautiful eyes she was taught to despise, to fear, and her heart beat faster. Karen's breath caught in her throat, and she realized something very important. She was infatuated with a man she was supposed to hate.

~Sneak peak of The League Chronicles, Chapter 53- Karen

Link: Ao3

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Blue is eleven-years-old and he becomes the champion after defeating Sergei. Agatha bursts in, ushering Sergei out of the room and telling him that he's leaving right now, that Blue is the champion, that Sergei doesn't deserve to be champion after letting that scumbag known as Giovanni into the Indigo league. Honestly, getting Sergei to leave was much easier than Blue thought it would be. Apparently Agatha's hatred for Sergei outweighed her hatred for an eleven-year-old. There's no time for an inauguration, because Blue has his first challenger that wiped through the elites in record time. Red Hassard. It's like the world was laughing in his face.

~Sneak peak of The League Chronicles, Chapter 52- Blue

link: ao3

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came from ao3 i love your league fic! gosh the sinnoh league is so unhinged lol what inspired you to write the sinnoh elite four and cynthia in that way?

SLKDFjSKLJ thank you.

Um.

Well...

It's a mix of things. It's largely due to the fact that the sinnoh e4 is so forgettable in general. I mean, you have a bug-catcher, nicer agatha, a clown, and a bookworm. I think this is mostly because Cynthia overshadows them greatly, but this is expected.

So I wanted to give the sinnoh e4 an underdog story, with backstories that shape them into the people they are (explanation below):

You learn that Aaron's not just a bug-catcher. He is also a deeply traumatized individual and it manifests in his behavior throughout his time as an elite. He's also the first teenager to become an elite in history, and the first bug-type specialist. He's sixteen when he achieves his title, and throughout the course of the story you see how this changes him - and it's not always good. Having that level of fame as a teenager with the type specialty that's regarded as the weakest does something to your brain. Unresolved past traumas + achieving so much fame + being a teenager + having the need to prove yourself as one of them (being the league) = a very bad time. It will show. It won't be pretty.

You learn that Bertha's not just a "nicer" Agatha. In fact, she really isn't that much nicer than Agatha. Her backstory is more intense than hers. She had escaped from her cult at seventeen after realizing her entire life was a lie and became a trainer. She stopped believing in her cult, but that mentality of hers doesn't leave her. And it shapes how she tries to help a war-torn Sinnoh when she becomes an elite. I think what makes Bertha "nicer" than Agatha is that she genuinely adores her fellow colleagues like her own, but other than that, Bertha has no problem using people if it means that Sinnoh can prosper. Agatha definitely uses people, but she doesn't pretend to be your friend like Bertha does. She is very straightforward and blunt and will say to your face that she's only using you because you provide something for her. Bertha, however, is very two-faced.

You learn that Flint's not just a clown. He grew up in a loving home, but he also grew up in the worst part of Sunyshore, wracked with poverty and crime, which shapes his behavior. Poor areas have a higher rate of disabilities/disorders/mental illness etc,, such as Flint having ADHD in the fic, and his younger brother Buck is autistic. Flint can be hotheaded, impulsive, and reckless - however is very, very loving and gentle to those who are more vulnerable than he is. You see this with Buck. You also see this with Volkner, and he's dating him in the story. He stops Volkner from killing himself. He encourages Volkner to get help. He's very good with Buck. He's fiercely protective of those that are smaller than him. If you're on Flint's bad side, good luck - but if you're on his good side, he would take a bullet for you.

You learn that Lucian's not just a bookworm. He is a psychic who was born out of wedlock, a non-psychic mother who died when he was young and a psychic father. He had been abused by him - who would use his powers to hurt Lucian. His father dies when he's a teen, and Lucian gets happy. He has such a hatred for his father that he continues into adulthood after his death because Lucian is a mentally shaken man. He becomes the first psychic elite in history at twenty due to Bertha seeing potential in him (also, Bertha was friends with Lucian's mother in their youth who helped Bertha deconstruct). While all the signs point to someone that would become a serial killer, he becomes more pleasant to be around due to Bertha. Lucian would've been 10x more insufferable without Bertha to help him. He is capable of friendships (Flint, Shauntal, Bertha) and a romantic relationship (Cynthia). Lucian can be a good person despite his traumas. He tries.

I also wanted to keep Cynthia's ruthlessness so people wouldn't forget her either. When I was writing Cynthia, I took into account on how we're so afraid of her because she's one of the most difficult notorious final bosses in Pokemon. I translated that into other people in the story having the same feeling, which is why there's a whole arc of Cynthia defeating other leagues for fun before becoming Sinnoh's champion. But she also has to deal with so much shit. Sinnoh's pretty wild in the story, especially with what happens later, but there's always something happening in Sinnoh.

I hope this explains the ruthlessness you see from them. You also have to remember in this verse that Sinnoh had been creamed in a world region war, which continues to pass on to present day. Trauma passes down from generation to generation. It doesn't go away. Every problem that these characters have can be traced back to the war.

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Hii, hopefully this isn't rude to ask, but I was wondering if "Something Gained, Something Earned" would receive new chapters eventually, or if you'd abandonned it. Either way, I think you should have fun when it comes to writing, and if that's not the case with that fic anymore, then that's understandable as well.

Hi! I have unfortunately abandoned it because 1) it's just cringy looking back on it 2) i have decided to focus more on my ongoing league story which I think is better written and dives better onto the Sinnoh league characters. 3) SGSE isn't just fun anymore and it seems like a chore to get through.

My ongoing story the League Chronicles, I think, is much more realistic as opposed to SGSE - especially with what goes on with Sinnoh. Sorry to tell you this, but SGSE will not be completed.

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So the chapter update is going great.

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Don't tell her grandfather this, but Blaine Cote was her favorite trainer ever. It wasn't even that he specialized in fire-types. He also played a wicked saxophone. Wicked! He had a number of jazz albums he made in his spare time and Flannery owned every single one. Some folks say that he should quit being a gym leader and invest in music full-time, but Flannery didn't really agree with that. Everything about Blaine Cote was snazzy and cool, and he even faced the legendary Agatha Bychkov in a number of tournaments! Granted, well, he always lost, but he still had that opportunity when neither of them were league members. Blaine had told Flannery with a wink that he had taken the esteemed elite out on a date but grandpa made him stop talking after that. "And what do you want to do with your life, kiddo?" Blaine had asked her. Flannery had grinned from ear to ear. "Be a gym leader, like you, and like my grandpa!"

~Sneak peak of The League Chronicles, Chapter 51- Flannery

Link: Ao3

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came from ao3 and love your league story! i am curious to see how you'll handle agatha leaving

ahhh thank you! agatha leaving coincides with koga moving up to an elite, and therefore will be put up during janine's chapter, which isn't that far away. it's definitely one of my most dramatic chapters, which i think is saying a lot considering what i've written thus far.

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When Maylene was finally caught by Veilstone's police department, she accepted her fate in going into a juvenile detention center. She thought maybe she could even run the place. The thugs around Veilstone had remarked that she had fists of steel. But then everything changed, because a stupid man with a ridiculous red afro showed up that Maylene didn't realize was an elite due to her blind rage, and told her to stop making excuses, and to get her ass into the underground. So Maylene got her ass to the underground. Maylene found she liked the underground very much. Getting a team full of fighting-types had been her ultimate dream. What she didn't like was the trainers she came across, especially her fellow fighting-type users. You see, Maylene and her Lucario were becoming... more than a nuisance. To be fair, it wasn't her fault the trainers were so weak. Not even when it came to Pokemon battles, but none of them could��spar. Maylene's grades weren't all good, but at least she could pick up a book and read about martial arts. Two black belts that had to be a few years older than her and had thirty pounds on her assumed that by teaming up and cornering Maylene would seal the deal. That it would knock the pink-haired girl down a few pegs. Break into her base at night, they said. We're going to teach that little bitch a lesson, when no one's around. The next day Maylene emerged out of her base with only a cut on her cheek. The two black belts were spotted with bruises all over their arms and legs, wincing in distress and pain. Maylene paid no mind to them. Maylene would hiss at a black belt and explain in graphic detail how she would win which made the black belt blanch in fear. She won every single spar. Flint, who had been watching her carefully, was intrigued when she would spar with her Lucario, her other fighting type Pokemon, or the other trainers.

~Sneak Peak of Chapter 50 of The League Chronicles, Maylene

Link: Ao3