#( take a tigre sweeping her up and saving her )

[tigrxdo]

❝ haha ! close one ! are you hurt, chica ? ❞

as always, he was swift. he held the girl closely, landing on the ground as yet another villain has been defeated.

@naivds ♥ ONE LINER !

[catherinedaly]

tib + cat ( pokemon trainers au )

Catherine watches will ill-disguised interest as Charizard watches her beloved Vulpix prance around one of the less-bloodied sparring mats in Measure by Measure. The disgust on the Pokémon’s face is evident, especially when he snaps his jaw in annoyance when something Vulpix does is incredibly–in his opinion–soft. He’s so much like Tiberius, the blonde thinks to herself, all work, no play. And since Tiberius has stepped out for a few moments, Catherine takes it upon herself to chip away at the fiery exterior of Charizard. “Mia stellina,” the coordinator calls, “won’t you show Il Tigre’s companion what it’s like to aim for beauty rather than destruction? C’mon, mi amor, show him what you’ve got!”

With a shake of her fluffy white tails, the Alolan fox Pokémon obliges without hesitation; from her maw comes a sparkling cloud of angelic snowflakes aimed pointedly at the large orange dragon. His frame is dusted with snow, save for the flame on his tail, that seems to increase in ferocity with every passing moment. Smoke billows from his nostrils and, before Catherine has the time to snatch her little fox up, flames shoot from his mouth and surround Vulpix.

“Charizard!” she says, and he stops, but not soon enough; her sweet Pokémon has gone from a snow-white cloud to an overcooked marshmallow. Vulpix coughs and shakes her frame, but it’s not enough to rid her of the soot that clings. Catherine crouches and opens her arms; the tiny Pokémon all but leaps into her grasp, soot transferring from one face to the other. She can’t help but laugh and tousle the now-nearly black fur atop Vulpix’s head as she coos, “You did so well, tersero, that might have been the most beautiful Powder Snow I’ve ever seen! Here–” she shifts so that Vulpix can perch on her shoulder “I have a poffin for your hard work. It’s sweet, from Pecha berries–your favorite.” Catherine offers the pink treat and Vulpix happily consumes it.

Tiberius’s Pokémon cranes his head in their direction. He looms over Catherine and Vulpix both, sniffing in search of a poffin of his own. Catherine notices his nosiness and his sweet tooth; she turns to face the dragon completely, an almost mischievous grin seizing control of her glossed lips. "I didn’t forget about you, il mio fuoco,” she assures, hand patting gently against Charizard’s nose. “I’ve got some for you, too–Cheri berry based, as I’ve seen Tiberius and you indulge when you think Vulpix and I aren’t paying any attention.”

The Pokémon practically sneers in her direction, but he doesn’t budge as he awaits his gift from the saint.

“But before I give them to you, there’s something you have to let me do…”

“Daly!” the tiger of Verona roars as he finally returns. “What the fuck have you done?” Tiberius is far from pleased. His scathing gaze moves from the blonde, to her Vulpix, to his Charizard and he can’t believe the scene in front of him: the three are nestled comfortably on the training mat, poffins sprawled between them. Vulpix continuously tries to quell the fire of Charizard’s tail and Charizard repeated swats her away–not too hard, but enough to sweep her from her paws. “Is… Is that a fucking pink bow on my Charizard?”

Catherine looks up from her phone, azure eyes innocent as she responds, “I only had a pink bow on me, as they normally go on Vulpix. But it came unraveled and I was trying to get the size just right for her–perfectly sized for Charizard’s head and adorably oversized for hers.”

“You used my Pokémon as a fucking model? You’re a trainer, Catherine, not a coordinator! The only time your Vulpix should wear a bow is if she’s in a casket awaiting burial.” Upon hearing this, Vulpix turns her attention from Charizard and his flame to Tiberius and his words. She pads over to him and bites at his ankle in protest before darting away–far too quickly for him to reach down and grab her by the scruff as he normally does. “Damn it!” he curses. “You know what–fuck it. Today was going to be an easy day for you and Vulpix, but your wannabe coordinator ass just ruined it. Charizard!” The Pokémon lumbers over to his trainer; the pink bow is snatched from his head and replaced by a collar of Charizardite X. 

“Oh, Tiberius, wait–That’s not fair!” Catherine cries out, scrambling to her feet as she desperately searches for Vulpix’s PokéBall so that she can save her from the onslaught to come. “You’re going to turn him into Mega Charizard? Vulpix doesn’t even have a mega evolution!” Her pleading falls upon deaf ears as the orange dragon shifts into one of black and blue, of even more power than previously held. 

“Boo-fucking-hoo, Daly,” he snaps as he reaches down to snag Vulpix by her scruff as she tries to run into Catherine’s arms. “You put a pink bow on my Pokémon so it looks like I’ve gotta remind you who he is, who I am, and what you and that dirty-cotton ball fox should be.” He releases the little Pokémon who lands on the floor with the tiniest of thuds. “You’re going to battle with us until Vulpix can’t move. Now!”