#Adaman is so done with him

[franstastic-ideas]

Adaman: (to Akari) Your poor little Voovoo BIT MY ARM-

[urfavesarequadranted]

adaman and irida from pokemon legends arceus are kismeses!

Adaman and Irida from Pokemon Legends: Arceus are kismeses!

[cavefairy]

lowkey pokemon fanfic kinda slaps (is reading a legends arceus fic thats helping me understand the plot way better than actually playing the game does)

[pokemonblack3white3]

some pla warden/noble headcanons

I'd love to draw these but I don't think I have the time nor spoons for that so I'll bestow these ideas onto you all via bulletted lists instead

Obsidian Fieldlands

Nobles can live much longer than ordinary pokemon. Wyrdeer is 60 and Kleavor is 340 years old.

Mai is 30 and Lian is 11.

Lian's mother was the previous warden, and while Lian was always lined up to take her place, it was not expected to happen so soon. One day while travelling between the Fieldlands and the Pearl Clan's settlement, she disappeared without a trace.

Mai was very friendly with Lian's mother despite the clan rivalries, and did her best to help ease Lian into his position.

When Lian's clothes get too dirty or torn, Mai usually mends them herself. Lian often steals Mai's clothes and ruins them, much to her annoyance.

Kleavor has known Lian since he was a baby. He is incredibly territorial over both his wardens and domains, and is still furious over the disappearance of his previous warden.

Despite how aggressive Kleavor can get, he and Wyrdeer are actually on fine terms. The main issue lies with Wyrdeer's fear of bug-types, so they respectfully avoid each other.

Mai often has to clear bug-types out of Wyrdeer's way, and her munchlax has become surprisingly strong due to this.

Lian loves to talk to anybody who will listen about his rocks, so Mai, Wyrdeer, and Kleavor have become somewhat of experts on the subject.

Kleavor has no qualms with Mai but an incredible amount of qualms with her munchlax. Mai does like Wyrdeer and steers clear of Grandtree Arena.

Crimson Mirelands

Lilligant is 500 and Ursaluna is 20.

Calaba is 99 and Arezu is 23.

Calaba has outlived 2 nobles. The first was already elderly when Calaba became a warden, and the second was sickly since its birth, resulting in a shorter life. Calaba began practicing medicine to care for it.

Calaba was witness to days when there were bloody conflicts between the clans, and it resulted in her distrust of the Diamond Clan.

Arezu suffers a lot from imposter syndrome. Her attempt to try and quell Lilligant on her own was not her first instance of sneaking around the clans, as she usually tries to solve things on her own instead of asking for help. This was not helped by the fact that Calaba was incredibly nit-picky about everything Arezu did, and made sure Adaman knew about all her complaints.

They began to get along better after Lilligant was quelled, but it took a long time for Arezu to stop feeling like a cornered prey animal around Calaba.

While Calaba prefers for her hair not to be touched, she and Arezu will often spend hours cleaning and combing the knots out of Ursaluna's fur. Ursaluna loves rolling around in the muck.

Ursaluna is a giant teddy bear. He's quite sad that his intimidating appearance tends to scare people when he runs at them in excitement.

Since Calaba is too old to play as much as Ursaluna would like to, Ursaluna's most frequent playmate is Lilligant. Lilligant was quite close with the previous Lord Ursaluna, and delights in doting on her son.

On rainy days, Lilligant will usually set down her roots and remain still to preserve her energy, but on the rare sunny days, she delights in dancing under the sun. She often coerces Arezu into joining her, even though Arezu is an awful dancer.

While Arezu was recovering on sunny days, after Lilligant was done dancing she would sit next to Calaba and sunbathe until Ursaluna inevitably got bored demanded to play.

Ursaluna loves playing with Arezu, but she finds him a little intense and hates getting dirty.

Cobalt Coastlands

Arcanine is 2 and Basculegion is over 1,000 years old. There have only ever been 3 basculegion nobles.

Palina is 27 and Iscan is 31.

After the previous Lord Arcanine's death, Iscan often visited his grave and brought Palina and her growlithes food he'd made. He was by far the kindest and most patient with Palina during that period.

Iscan has a collection of pearls, sea glass, and other nick-nacks Palina has given him. Her favorite things to gift him are treasures that match the color of his eyes.

Iscan has had his own problems with being considered unfit for his job, due to his fear of ghost-types.

Basculegion is the only ghost-type Iscan can stand. When Iscan gets anxious, Basculegion is the best at calming him down.

Arcanine takes his duties very seriously. He tends to get a bit snappish with the more relaxed Basulegion, who will often playfully splash Arcanine when he gets too close to the shore.

Palina can still bring out the inner puppy in Arcanine.

Arcanine is incredibly fond of Iscan, both for how he helped him and Palina following his father's death and because Iscan gives the best pets (and treats!).

Basculegion and Palina also get along quite well and enjoy diving together.

The four of them often spend time together as a group, having picnics on the beach of Firespit Island.

Coronet Highlands

Electrode is 70 and Sneasler is 170.

Ingo is 38 and Melli is 19.

Melli was a bit of a nobody until Electrode chose him as his warden. It's why he takes so much pride in his job.

Electrode was one of the weaker of the previous lord's children, a runt of the litter. It was entirely unexpected for him to become the next lord. Electrode chose Melli because he recognized himself in Melli.

Occasionally, the clan that serves a noble switches. Before Ingo, Sneasler's warden was from the Diamond Clan. When her old warden died, she refused to choose a new one and began to get aggressive with members of the Diamond Clan when they tried to force her to do so. Choosing Ingo as her warden was entirely an act of spite, but she grew to truly care for him.

Even though she is happy with her new warden, Sneasler is still very bitter towards the Diamond Clan. She especially despises Melli.

Electrode likes Ingo just fine, but Sneasler also dislikes Elecrtrode for his affiliation with the Diamond Clan and doesn't like for Ingo to hang around him or his warden. Electrode is also a bit mishevious and that clashes terribly with Sneasler's tendency to hold grudges.

When they first met, Ingo had a habit of subconsciously treating Melli like he would Emmet. Melli is an only child and found it incredibly unnerving. Ingo has since reigned it in, but it tends to pop out again on occasion.

Besides the torches, Melli has sabotaged other efforts Ingo has made to make traversing the Highlands safer. The day a fence Ingo put up saved Melli from falling off a cliff was the most vindicating moment of Ingo's life.

Alabastor Icelands

Braviary is 120 and Avalugg is the hero's original companion.

Gaeric is 42 and Sabi is 7.

Braviary's previous warden was from the Pearl Clan and a close friend of Gaeric's. Sabi received a vision of his death and when nobody would believe her, travelled all the way to the Icelands on her own instead an attempt to save him. She arrived in time to watch him die. A lot of the Pearl Clan resent Sabi for this and for Braviary choosing her as his next warden.

Gaeric ended up doing a lot of Sabi's training, since the next closest warden was Melli who was rather young himself- and generally ill-suited for the job of a teacher.

Gaeric and Braviary's previous warden were both trained by the same person. Their mentor tempered Gaeric's impatience by making him spend days climbing Avalugg and cleaning him as well as removing any unwanted pests. Gaeric used this method of training on both Irida and Sabi, and the girls have bonded over their hatred of it.

Sabi learned to braid her hair from Gaeric.

Braviary used to be very distant with his wardens, instead going off on his own to stop problems before they even began, but he is inseperable from Sabi. He now spends much less time scouring the Icelands for danger and instead passes the days playing with Sabi. He is incredibly paranoid something will happen to her, as well.

Braviary was friends with Gaeric even before Sabi became her warden, and their shared grief brought them closer.

Avalugg spends most of his time sleeping and usually only moves if something important is happening (such as receiving a new warden) or something truly dangerous has occurred that Braviary alone cannot handle, though such a thing that has not happened in the current Lord Braviary's lifetime.

Avalugg is still alive in modern times, the people of Sinnoh having unknowingly built Snowpoint City on his back. He hibernates until the region needs him again.

[lucky-clover-gazette]

so i know the amandafiles sneasler rant went pretty viral on here, but the real highlights of her pokemon legends arceus playthrough were her unhinged volo-related rants. this one is probably my favorite but there were many and i will absolutely clip and transcribe (not by hand i'm not that insane) more of them if asked

transcript under the cut:

Yeah. So, um, I'm just kind of leaving the scene of the crime now. And hopefully Adaman is still interested. That's all I have to say. Yeah, that's my statement at this time. Thank you. Thank you! Yeah, mhm. Bye.

Like, what. Is Volo gonna fucking pop out at me from the shadows over here? Is anybody around to talk to me? Like, about what just happened?

(Sees Melli.) Not what I meant, but um, you know what? Fuck it, Melli, guess what just happened. So, you know that guy Volo? Basically, like, we were talking, right? It was actually going pretty well. You know, just like this nerd, and he was like, so cute and so, like, excited about history and stuff, and, like, I was really feeling that, you know, and I dunno, he was, like, my champion. He was there for me when no one else was. He, like, picked me up off the ground at my lowest point. He was always cheering me on. He was always, like, hyping me up to other people. Wouldn't that be awesome, Mellie, if like someone ever did that for you? Not that that would ever happen, of course, but, like, can you imagine, like, someone being out there being like, "yes, like, that's the one, like, that's my girl. She's been doing it like, she's working so hard." That was Volo for me.

Melli, imagine my surprise when I go up to the mountain there because—we did this whole thing. Basically, I'm an important person. You wouldn't really understand. I, like, collected all these artifacts. I thought we were going to, like, do this thing that was important to, like, the history of the world.

But turns out Volo was fucking insane. And, like, no, I truly mean that, like crazy and saying he was like, a totally different person. He had been cosplaying as a normie the entire time. He's really a serial killer, I think. He's like a lunatic, right? Like, a cringey one. He did his hair. So he, like, is obsessed with Arceus. Right. The god pokémon. And Arceus, like—have you ever seen a picture of him? I'll pull it up on my Arc Phone real quick. He's got these, like, horns that come back and stuff. Bitch, he did his HAIR like this. AHH! I know. I got, like, a little picture of it. Look at him! An entire bottle of American Crew.

He, like, totally thought he ate that, but, like, he didn't. It looked so bad, but, like, that was the least of it. He was—his eyes got crazy. He was wearing, like, bright green capris and gladiator sandals. AHH! Melli, I know. it was fucked up. You know, it's like how quickly they change when you find out, like, what they really were after and what they really want. It was stunning. Startling, Melli, it's really like—have you ever had, like, an experience like that before with a guy? Probably not, since you're so insufferable and, like, you probably have never had anyone show interest in you before, platonically or otherwise, but maybe, like, read a book or something where that happened. That happened to me. That happened to me today.

I really had a huge crush on this guy. Like, to the point where I thought he was the one, Melli, I really did. I was like, ready to leave this whole place with him. Travel the world, and I won't lie to you, um… if he had been like, "Hey, you want to be crazy together? You want to be crazy with me?" I might have done it. I might have also tried that lifestyle out for a minute. I would have tried, like, the villain arc thing out… but lucky for you, it didn't work out. Otherwise, you would have been right on the top of my list. But anyway, yeah, I ended up, like, totally embarrassing him. We did a pokémon battle and he just fucking violently lost.

And then he teamed up with, like, the satan pokémon? It was weird. And they tried their little thing. It was cute. It was very cute. You know, I have to give it—it was camp, It was cute, it was like rehearsed. There was some choreography. It was cute, but obviously they lost horribly. But anyway, yeah, that's, uh. That's how my Tuesday's going. And I'm going to stop you there, Melli, because I really don't care. This wasn't an open invitation for you to talk. I just wanted to let someone know what had just happened.

[leggerefiore]

May I request yan Volo, and maybe Yan Grimsley after seeing their partner be more outgoing and flirty after a few drinks at a social gathering?

cw: yandere, mentioned kidnapping, drinking, alcohol, possessive behaviour, unhealthy relationships

characters: Volo, Grimsley, Giovanni

Minors DNI

💫Volo📜

⭐️ Drinking… Volo would not contend that he was the biggest fan. Alcohol caused inebriation. Inebriation caused less control. The merchant much preferred having everything under control. Generally, in his job, since bandits would find him an easy target if he were completely out of it. Though, as he sat with you at your base camp, he found himself more willing. There was only one thing that left him frustrated. A certain presence that he had not anticipated. The professor, sure, the annoying teenage brat was a given, and a few other Security Corp members as extra bulk… But, that damned Diamond Clan Leader. He would grin and bear it, even if he did not like crowds. Why…? Well, for you.

⭐️ You… Unfortunately, your mere concept intrigued him. When he had heard that a portal spit you out, he simply needed to see with you with his own eyes. Your vigour had not been something he anticipated. It was more than apparent a certain deity had an eye on you, much to his endless frustration. His feelings bubbled up and down about you. There was something of pure adoration for your sheer survivability in a world that you were clearly not well-suited for. Pity was common, too. Seeing you all alone after being abandoned by those you believed you could rely on. Naturally, he could not help but kneel beside you and offer his own hand. Though, everything you were blamed for was his own doing.

⭐️ A few drinks in, he watched as you seemed to grow more social, babbling on about seeming nonsense to Adaman. He gave a typical grin and encouraged you to keep going. It annoyed Volo enough as it were, but then something happened that spurred something burning within him. Your arm came around Adaman's shoulders. You leaned into him, laughing at something you said. His arm came around you, too, pulling you in while he joined you in the laughter. Volo's grip on the glass in his hand certainly could have shattered it.

⭐️ Something in him was desperate. But, he was nothing if not controlled. Patience. If he were patient, a better opportunity would come. Acting foolishly when surrounded would only have a disaster follow. He waited. Everyone was asleep. The fire was low. You looked so peaceful. Volo wondered what you dreamed of. His hand cupped your cheek. Wherever you came from… There was no chance of you returning to it. The plates… Oh, those plates. His heart raced at the thought of his careful planning truly coming to fruition. He would take Arceus's power as his own and remake this world… You would be at his side. Fingers gently stroked your cheek before he settled in beside you. Everything would be his soon enough.

♠️Grimsley❤️

♤ Alcohol. Grimsley was a many of many vices, and that was certainly among his own. Drinking was a commonplace in casinos. He would dare even say it did truly elevate the experience. The gambler was careful, of course. As much as he enjoyed a drink, he was fully aware that cognitive functions declined under the influence. There was no fun in being so out of it like that. His eyes observed you at the bar carefully. It was a simple invitation – Join him at the casino tonight. You sipped on the cocktail you ordered as he pondered just what kind of person you were inebriated. It would have all gone to his plan if someone had not sat right beside you. There were so many open seats, yet they took the one beside you. His gaze pierced right through them, but they seemed just so unbothered.

♡ Madness. You had driven a madness into the gambler. Or, perhaps, should he indulge the occult fascination of a certain coworker, a curse. Whatever you had done to him, his head was haunted by you. Whatever usual urges drove him to sleep openly and freely were expelled the moment you caught his attention wholly. Tortuous. What was wrong with you? He wanted to despise you. Desperately – desperately, he wanted to despise you. It was impossible. So, he decided to indulge this horrible feeling. Keeping you at his side, playing the role of some more domestic man. It was almost too easy. Though, something in him stirred and desired more. For now, however, he was satiated.

◇ The person, some rough-looking guy with a posture that Grimsley certainly did not envy, burst into laughter at whatever you had said. Your drunken babble seemingly intriguing him. Were you a light-weight? He felt concerned. This was only worsened when you happily continued to chat with the guy. His hand came to rub at his neck as you leaned in and complimented his style. Grimsley wanted to scoff. Style? He looked like a grown-up delinquent. His chest was far too exposed. His eyes narrowed. Enough was enough.

♧ “Darling,” he rasped, coming in to pull you away and into him, “Let's get you home, alright?” The other guy seemed to tense up at Grimsely's sudden interruption. Something of an apology was given, but the gambler was in no mood to accept such things. He simply helped you up and guided you away. His grip on your shoulder made you flinch. It went ignored by him. Frustration ate at his heart. Letting you go… It made him sick. If he could not bear the idea of leaving you, he certainly could not stand another man snatching you up before his eyes. “… Man, oh, man, I didn't know you had it in you to be so naughty,” he huffed the words into your ear, “When we get home, I'll remind you just who your lover is.” That promise, he would hold true to.

🚀Giovanni🐈

🟥 A party, a drink – These things were not uncommon in the crime boss's life. Meetings were often under the guise of such things. It was a time to make connections that could not otherwise be made in different situations. He spoke with various associates with his typical charm and attitude. Many were desperate to garner his favour. Business was discussed, naturally. What broke this studious attention of his was noticing the presence of his partner was gone from his side. He glanced around. You were sat down on a nearby sofa with a drink in your hand. It would have been something uneventful if someone had not sat beside you.

🟥 You… Oh, what had you done to the Rocket Boss? He was not one for love. Romance was a useless thing in his ambitions… You, however, liked to be a brat and ruin his precious projects by playing hero. That streak was easily broken when he simply offered you a place at his side. He would pay well and give you whatever you wanted. So long as you stop being a nuisance. Your response was to battle him. Unfortunately for you, he was not actually asking. Your disappearance was easy to sweep under the rug. It was much more preferable to have you hidden away in his home. Though, he was not above showing off. You seemed to comprehend it was futile to actually try.

🟥 The poor idiot who sat beside you… He tried to recall their name. Irrelevant, really. No doubt some young hotshot… Archer would be sent to handle them later. Your actions shocked him too much to intervene. You leaned onto his shoulder, laughing and mumbling something. He seemed to join you in laughter. Giovanni felt as if he had been presented something like excrement. He spoke to you too easily, and you reciprocated. The alcohol. Clearly, your reserved shell was cracked by it.

🟥 He trailed to you, catching your chin in his fingers. “… Hello, dear,” it was simple enough to seemingly sober you in an instant. You let go of the man and glanced at him. Your expression shifted to something nervous. Ah, how precious. That cuteness you carried was likely why he opted for all this extra effort instead of simply getting rid of you. That, and you cared for his son. “Join me, won't you?” he brought you up to stand with him, while the guy you were with nearly cowered into himself. You walked with him, on edge from the mood shift. Oh, Giovanni was already running through the various ways that you would earn his forgiveness.

[agirlnamedstar]

GUYSSSS OMG I FOUND MY OLD BLOGGG!! I only had like three fics on there, but I’m rather happy with how those came out, sooooo I’m gonna edit them a bit and post them on here!!!

Here’s one of them!

Sooooo, what if you got super stressed out and just broke after a super difficult mission?

This takes place after the battles with Palkia, Dialga, AND Girantina. So, you know that Volo was an ass and just used you. So, what if you feel like everyone else is using you?

Like no one’s helping you and you’re stuck keeping Hisui safe by yourself? You’re so stressed out and you just crack.

You’re done.

——————————————————————

You groaned as you heard loud knocking at your door.

As soon as you stood up to answer it, it burst open to reveal Adaman.

“Y/N!! We have a big emergency!” Adaman yelled at you, seemingly panicked about something. You yawned and then groaned out a reply, “What’s happening?”

“There’s a huge time distortion right next to the Diamond Clan Village. We need some help guarding it just incase some big pokemon escape or someone gets trapped in it. Could you help us out?” He asked, honey-lavender hair covering his face as he panted.

You sighed and nodded your head, stretching your already sore limbs, accidentally hitting a fresh bruise on your lower thigh in the process.

You hissed quietly at the sudden impact.

“Are you okay?” Adaman asked.

You gave a strained smile as you nodded, “Of course I’m okay. Let’s get going!”

A frown carved itself on your face as you looked at the size of the distortion.

It looked like it was about to swallow the entire village whole! It was no wonder why they needed so many people.

You stood next to Melli, who was also here for some extra protection. He looked annoyed, like he didn’t want to be here. But you didn’t blame him, you didn’t wanna be here either.

“So, you’re here too?” Melli asked, rolling his eyes as you.

You groaned quietly, not exactly in the mood to deal with him yet.

“I knew they’d call me here, after all I am pretty great. But I didn’t think it’d be so bad they’d have to call upon a last resort!” He cackled, looking away from you.

You seethed as you held back a comeback.

The last thing you all needed right now is an argument..

Suddenly, you saw something moving in your peripheral vision.

You turned around completely to see a child stuck in the time distortion.

It looked frightened, an alpha Steelix chasing the child around. Were you the only who noticed? Were you the only one paying enough attention to know that a kid was stuck in there?

“HOLD ON KID! I’VE GOT YA!” You shouted aloud, running into the distortion. The kid looked at you, tears clouding his eyes. He looked scared, scarred even.

“EMPOLEON! USE HYDRO CANNON ON STEELIX!” You screamed as Empoleon flew out from his ball. You hoisted the child onto your shoulders, keeping him out of harms way as water shot from Empoleon onto the Steelix.

The Steelix let out a mighty roar, and used rock slide. Empoleon dodged, causing it to head towards you.

You quickly pushed the child out of the distortion, letting the large pile of rocks cover you.

And then, the distortion disappeared.

Empoleon came running to your side as the pile of rocks disappeared off of your body. The pain still remaining as your lungs were crushed by the immense amount of rock.

You looked at the child who was staring at you with wide eyes.

You smiled at him, and he ran back to his mother, who was practically sobbing in relief at the fact that her son was okay.

You put Empoleon back in his ball, and tried to stand up.

You succeeded, somewhat, and limped back over to Melli and the others, who were looking at you with shocked faces.

Irida was the first person to say anything.

“Y/N! Oh thank the almighty sinnoh, I was so scared when I saw you fighting in there! Are you okay?” She quickly bombarded you with questions, seemingly concerned for you.

You gave her a small, albeit fake, smile and nodded. But, that soon faded away.

“…why didn’t you guys come and help me out, out there?” You asked quietly.

They all gave each other nervous looks.

You sighed, and turned to walk away.

You should’ve known not to trust them.

Not after Volo.

“Wait, Y/N it’s not..”

“Not what?” You interrupted. “If you guys wanted to see me get hurt, then you’ve succeeded! No one, absolutely no one was watching the portal. Only I was. The kid could’ve been seriously hurt, hell maybe even dead if I didn’t run in there and save him.”

You sucked in a breath through your teeth. “But it’s fine. I should be used to this.” You laughed out sarcastically.

“I should be used to saving the day and getting hurt in the process. I should be used to none of you caring enough about me to help.”

Irida, Adaman, and Melli all shared nervous, yet ashamed looks.

“Listen, Y/N, we’re sorry! We just didn’t..” Adaman started, but you cut him off. “DIDN’T WHAT? Didn’t care enough? Are you guys gonna be like Volo? Just use me for protection and throw me to the curb when I’m not of use anymore?” You laughed dryly once again, throwing your hands up exasperatedly.

“Because if you are, then leave me alone. I’m so sick of it all. I get hurt every day, just so all of Hisui can be safe. Yet who cares? Absolutely. No one. The only one who shows even the littlest amount of caring about me, would be Dr. Laventon. That’s it.”

You huffed.

Your lungs hurt so bad..

You coughed, blood and grit splattering all over my hand.

They watched with you wide eyes.

“Now, if you’ll excuse me? I’m going home. I don’t think I can stand being around any of you right now…”

With that, you called upon Braviary, and flew away. Their thoughtful, yet worried gazes glaring onto your back as you flew.

[onestepbackwards]

TW: WEED MENTION

If this is against your rules or makes you uncomfortable feel free to ignore

Imagine introducing weed/edibles/blunts to characters the PLA characters?

I imagine that melli has a sad/depressive high like full blown sobbing type of high.

volo and Iscan are just having the worst panic attack of there entire fucking lives.

Irida and Kamado can't even remember their own fucking names with them being the most relaxed they've ever been.

Adaman, Mai, and Gaeric are just fucking GONE, like out of this world gone, having the best nap of their entire lives.

Ingo is making blueprints of a whole ass fucking train.

Meanwhile Cyllene is having a serious case of the munchies.

Arezu is brainstorming different types of haircuts and styles and going fucking crazy over it.

Palina, Lian, Sabi, Akari, Rai and Calaba are the only ones not high (of the main cast anyway) and are panicking/wandering what the hell is going on.

Meanwhile we're just looking for our edibles/weed/blunt wondering where the hell it went, unknowing of the chaos we unleashed.

AGAIN IF THIS IS AGAINST YOUR RULES OR MAKES YOU UNCOMFORTABLE I AM VERY SORRY, AND I HOPE YOU CAN FORGIVE ME. But anyways just a funny thought

ksajfksldfj it's fine! Sorry it took so long to get to this one.

I'm giggling, just imagining if they don't already have weed in ancient Hisui, they accidentally discover your stash.

Plus I love the idea of Ingo just locking the fuck in, unlocking memories of a train specifically- he somehow knows it by the back of his hand. Zisu is looking over his shoulder awed as his hand moves a mile a minute, painting the perfect blueprints.

Cyllene gets the munchies, but also locks in. All her paperwork for the week is done in just 3 hours. Kamado wonders what spell you put her under.

Volo definitely has one of the worst trips of everyone, which is really unfortunate. Perhaps edibles aren't for him?

Meanwhile, he's curled up in a corner, visions of Giratina flashing whenever he closes his eyes, all while he feels like he's seasick on land.

Please help him.

[ethanharmonia]

The Hisui Trio in my AU!! :D

(they dont know how to dress up 😔)

I wanted to make reference sheets for the three, even though i took a ton of inspo from many things but its for investment i promise i promise

Those three are friends in this AU, they are all in the present world and they are like a family to each other tbh, they might get into a few arguments but they talk it out later on.

To be fair i think those three would give each other kisses, not in a romantic way though, its just more of a platonic thing i guess??

The three of them own dragon type pokemon, from gen 4, 6 and 8 (me like even numbers dont mind me), i kinda felt like these pokemon fit them best by personality (im not exactly sure for 100%)

Dropping the lore here :

The only way Adaman and Irida could go back and out of Hisui was by Volo taking them with him by going through portals with Giratina, of course the two of them got frightened at the sight of Giratina showing up right in front of their eyes for the first time but they got used to it later on.

As a gift of gratitude from Volo for still being accepted by Adaman and Irida even after everything he's done in the past, he made and gave a clone of Origin Dialga and Origin Palkia to them so that they could also travel through the portals or around the world without his help (he's getting tired from babysitting them pls let him live).

Adaman and Irida just live with Lucas, Dawn and Barry in Twinleaf Town, sometimes Volo comes by to visit them and hang out with them. Lucas and Dawn dont have memories of Rei and Akari, so they have no idea of what Volo used to be back then, if they would then oh boy they would try to kill him.

{With Dialga} Adaman possesses Steel type powers (or Metal Bending as they say), he uses it a lot for combat but also for reaching high places if he cant go up there or reach it by climbing, he bends the metal into a form of a long rope in order to get up there.

{With Palkia} Irida has Water type powers (or Water Bending), she is not really the type of a person to fight but she rather heals others, it also works on pokemon too, though sometimes she can kick ass once in a while if anyone drives her mad.

{With Giratina and Arceus} Volo has all the elements, including Dark type powers but he never uses those as he only sees the bad in them and never wishes to use them, reminding him a lot of Cyrus {bro hates him more than anything}, with Volo being an Archon, he can summon pretty much every pokemon, including the legendaries and mythical ones, and the ultra beasts, even though the legendaries are gods too and are feared by many, Volo however just sees them as misunderstood creatures/beings, as he has a better bond with them than with his own people.

Volo despises humans, he only sees the bad in them as he has only seen the bad things that humans did, and with Volo being isolated in Arceus's realm and being there for about 280 years (met Arceus at 20), he cant really change his opinion about it, even if he has friends that are different than the rest of the humans, Volo still has doubts that humans are good, unless proven to him. Sure, Volo is the archon and savior of this world and he is trying his best to make the world a better with no wars or catastrophies, he hates humans, but he just wants peace, but he is aware that even if this happens one day then the peace wont last forever, the world cant remain peaceful for eternity, theres always going to be something happening all the time and he will have to deal with it on his own.

This would be Volo and his Dragapult (canon)

Imagine praying to god, and this is who you're praying to

[au-wannabe-the-very-best]

Wild man and Wild miss

What of Rei shows up as the isekai'd one and when he learns about how the clans treat twins, he goes off on Adaman and Irida over it. He was educated on things like medical stuff and such because his shitty parents wanted him to be a Doctor, and then they disowned for being a trainer. He immediately tears into these two clans of superstious idiots and out right refuses to work with them because of all the f'd stuff they've done because of generational superstition. This leads to being kicked from the Galaxy team and meeting Ingo and Akari.

I was actually planning on Ingo taking the place as the "protagonist" of this AU. Big difference is that Arceus doesn't actually send Ingo a "mission" or anything. Jubilife doesn't even exist yet so telling Ingo to "seek out all Pokémon" would have just been a confusing order.

However, Ingo is a Battle Facility Head. The man will naturally gravitate towards expanding the relationship between people and Pokémon. He loves Pokémon, he loves battling, and he loves being challenged. Arceus doesn't really need to push Ingo on the path, Ingo will do that all on his own. Especially since he has his memories.

Rei is going to be a settler in the village. He's three years old when the village starts getting built, and a few months after they arrive, Ingo and Akari will roll on up into town.

Akari's two. She's one of the few people around close to Rei's age. They hit it off pretty quickly.

Ingo develops a relationship with the people of the village pretty quickly, too. He's a nice dude, and he helps them out with building their settlement and even gives them advice on where they should forage, what areas to avoid, etc. Even gives them information about the clans and what cultural differences they should be mindful of.

When Akari is five and recovering from meeting her twin, Ingo takes her to Jubilife to get professional medical treatment, and Rei is there to make sure his friend is okay.

Akari tells him that she wishes he was her brother. Rei is very enthusiastic about that and resolves to be The Best Big Brother Ever.

Rei's an orphan and being raised by the village as a whole, but Ingo is... not too keen on taking this kid away. It's safer here in the village, and the only reason Ingo and Akari aren't living there themselves is because they're living with the Zoroark pack, basically their family.

Still, he makes Rei wooden toys to match Akari's and even contemplates getting the boy a partner Pokémon of his own. Akari just recently made close friends with a Snorunt, after all... Perhaps a baby Pokémon? There should be Pichu hiding out in the fields...

[echantedtoon]

Adaman x Fem! Reader

(Hey everyone. I just wanted to thank everyone who read this far and liked my story enough to read it to it's end. I had a lot of fun writing it and it makes me happy knowing some people loved it enough to read it fully. If you liked this consider checking out my other works. Thanks to everyone for reading this, adding it, or leaving a nice comment. And thank you to Nintendo for creating such wonderful characters for us all.)

That work needed finishing. It was the only reason he got himself to get out of the arceus forsaken bed he was comfortable in. He felt terrible, like he couldn't keep anything in his stomach, everything was too hot, too dizzy. Too.....Sickly. By Arceus was he sick!?...He shook that off rather quickly. Didn't matter. Work was needed. Work was the thing driving the car today and if he crashed off the road of sanity so be it. He might've already been losing it anyways with how much he was coughing and how sore his throat felt. He might as well been one of the walking dead as his body spun between heavy and lightheaded with how he looked. Wheezes and coughs were what came out of him and the only language he spoke right now was lack of no sleep and 'I need coffee'-nese, and he didn't even LIKE coffee. He winced as his sore throat throbbed and suppressed the urge to cough as it would only hurt more. Darnit he just had to get to the dam kitchen area. He KNEW he should've stayed in bed that day...but he was so close to being done. He knew if he just got enough caffiene he'd be able to make one more day and finish. He tensed in pain from his chest as he coughed a little, face scrunched up. He LOATHED being sick Hated anyone around him being sick....Speaking of which where the heck was everyone? It was unusually quiet for their camp sight \ in the middle of the day. He sniffled again, slumped footsteps echoing out the entire empty place as his runny nose got the the better of him.

Wow...He really did have a cold didn't he?

"ACHOO- ow." The body of the man shook as the sounds of a sneeze echoed through the entire place and if it weren't for his hand quickly latching onto a doorway he was passing, he would've suffered more than just stumbling and landing into the wall...he let out a whimper from his sore throat and head that the sneeze made throb. He scowled. Whatever. If everyone was out doing something he couldn't care less. Right now he had more important things to attend to, like getting his butt awake and figuring out if he wanted to dunk his head in cold water or just see how that Jubilife coffee worked out for him. Another sneeze wracked his body resulted in more scratchy voiced whimpers and mumbles as he walked his way somehow back into his tent with his blurry vision and spinning head. The cold floor sent a shiver down his swaying form- "ACHOO!!" He stumbled and threw his hands out thankfully grabbing onto a shelf, gradually pulling himself along towards the upper cabinets. He reached up a hand and felt around for any spare cups of theirs lying around. Sniffling as he did light headed. Eventually his hand wrapped around a simple white mug and he was able to easier reach it with his slumped body against the counter. ".......ACHOO!!" He shook his head and sniffled. Man he hated having a cold-

"Adaman-"

A glass shattering rang from the sink as porcelain mug pieces scattered about on the floor. Feet stumbled and at long last he was too slow to reach for the counter instead tumbling to the floor with a thud and sore heap as he laid there...Head spinning. Whimpering. Body sore...and only a cough escaped the sore throat causing more whimpers and sniffles. Footsteps approached but he could only weakly shake. Great Sinnoh! He felt like almost crying-

"AH!! DONT TOUCH DONT TOUCH!! ACHOO!!" He rasped out in a croaky voice that sounded like he was smoking for fifty years as a white flash of pain passed over when two hands grabbed his side out of nowhere all of a sudden, his head slumping as the headache throbbed again from another sneeze.

"What's wrong with you!? Are you ok!?," a voice sounded above him and he winced from the loud volume. "ANSWER ME YOU " Her answer? Another loud sneeze making him whimper and curl in on himself on himself even more and she leaned back a bit before groaning. "Of all the things you can get yourself into you get yourself sick?!"

Hey. That voice sounded familiar. He turned his head slightly up and his vision was too blurry to make out who it was but he had a good idea of who it was. ".....Y-Y/n?"

"Yeah, it's me." She groaned shaking her head. "the one time I stay behind and I find you sick."

"Is not my f-f-fa- AHCOO!" She quickly leaned away as he coughed and sniffled again from the sneeze. "F-Fault..*sniff*...W-Where is everyone?"

She made a cringe face and stared down at his weak form. "They left already. Y'know for the harvest? Did you forget?"

"M-Must've s-slipped my mind. I-...I-I-AHCHOO!!" He whimpered again and curled in on himself until he was in a pained ball. ".....I hurt...."

Her whole demeanor immediately softened as she watched him wriggled on the ground clutching his stomach as he did sniffling. Her hands coming to hover over his body but not touching him due to his past reaction. "Are you ok?!..Can you get up?"

"ACHOO!!....*sniff*" He gave a small hopeful nod to her as the swimming/light headed/spinning feeling intensified and forced him to close his eyes as tears brought him up to the for front. He couldn't act like a wimp in front of her. So whimpers aside he began to push himself up, stumbling and leaning more and more against the counter as his arms shook fumbling around for purchase against the cold floor. A worried and annoyed feeling coming over himself as Jirou didn't move from her spot, as if afraid he'd fall over- "ACHOO!!" His chest let a large pang of pain as he started coughing up again- "AH-" His legs gave out as he doubled over, in a bent over position, one hand gripping the shelf and the other covering his mouth as the coughs kept coming and his body lit ablaze with hellfire! He couldn't stop! It was too much! Dear Almighty Sinnoh make it stop! Black clouded in-

"ADAMAN!"

......

...........

......................Well THAT could've gone better.

In panic, she did the only she could've done at that moment. Go get help! Luckily help hadn't been too far away and was quick to get Adaman's unconscious form to the clan healer quickly and find out what was really wrong with him. He was sick and exhausted with a fever and runny nose. Well it was a relief to her at least, and not too long after the man was carried back into his tent and half woke up enough to blow his nose and take whatever medicine was given to him before clonking out again. While relieved, she was still worried so decided to stick around. Not like she had any plans for the holidays anyways. Which turned into her just reading and checking on him every few minutes...which became every one minute for the past hour still finding him fast asleep under the blankets where they left him. ......He looked cold. She'll go get a blanket after a lil bit....Which in reality was five minutes. Hesitant steps came down the hallway back down towards the bedroom. A blanket resting under one arm. The footsteps soon stopped in front of one door on the right and the boy paused. It took a moment before he was able to reach a hand up to knock on the door.

"Adaman?", a voice forced out almost a whisper. No one answered so she knocked again a bit louder. Just to see if he had woken up while she was away ...Still nothing. So she gently grabbed ahold of the door knob and turned. "Adaman? I-I brought an extra blanket-....Oh."

The dark room made it hard to see but she could make out the sleeping figure over in the corner. His chest rose and fell slowly in his sleep and a smile was present on his sleeping face. She hesitated for a moment, but decided it was best to keep her silent promise of getting him the extra blanket. So slowly stepping in, she gently closed the door behind her with a soft click- She froze when he made a groaning noise but he didn't wake up, only buried his head halfway under the blanket. She sighed in relief before silently walking up to the bed, taking the blanket in both hands she flung it out. Then over the bed in the air. It gently floated down until it draped over his sleeping form. She stared down at the sleeping form of her friend for a moment, before gently smoothing the wrinkles out from the covers-

".....Y/n?"

She froze. .....Slowly her eyes shifted up towards the bedframe. A pair of eyes blinked back up sleepily at her, wild blue and light tan bed head around his face.

"What are you doing?"

"Oh. I..Uh-" She quickly pulled himself away from the bed embarrassed and cleared her throat. Finger twirling around one of her locks of hair. "I-I-I was just delivering t-the blanket cuz you're sick and I t-thought i-it might help. *ahem* ....I-Im sorry if I woke you."

he blinked at her for a moment, before shifting his eyes down to his body. Indeed a new blanket was over his. He then looked back to her with a smile that made her heart skip a beat.

"It's ok. I don't mind. S-Sorry I fell b-b-back there...Must've been e-embarrassing."

"I- uh-.....N-NO! Of course not. You w-were just sick. It happens." Sinnoh she could feel her cheeks growing more pink by the second. His patient eyes and smile always seemed to make her forgive the doofus faster. Luckily he new exactly what to do- "W-Well I-I-Ill let you get back to sleep-" She froze when something grabbed her hand. She soon found out what when Adaman, now slightly sitting up in bed pulled her back a little more.

"Um- Hey. W-Would you mind if we-..." His eyes shifted to the side. Wait. Did he sound nervous? "Cu-.. Cuddle? Y-Y'know. J-Just as friends! I-Im s-still pretty cold from the fever and I thought- ..."

"Uuuuhh-" Her eyes went back to them still holding hands.

" I-I mean. I-Its ok if y-you don't want to. " he let go of his hand-

"What?! NO NO!" she froze when she regrabbed her hand and looked back into his eyes. He seemed to freeze for a moment himself. "I-....I mean I d-don't mind it. I just...I'm not sure if you would want to."

...he smiled. "Well I wouldn't have asked if I wasn't ok."

"Oh. W-Well...Who am I t-t-to deny a request from you...b-but you better not get me sick?"

He chuckled. "I make n-no promises."

he smiled again, before shifting over to make room for another, patting the spot next to him. She hesitated for a moment but gulped down what worries she had left and slowly lifted the blankets, before climbing in. He sat there for a moment un sure, but his face lit up like a million stars when he felt her reassuringly huddle up against his side. He swallowed, hard, before allowing himself to lay back and lay a shaking arm around her. In response she shifted to lay into him more and sighed in comfort.

".....ACHOO!!"

"DANGIT ADAMAN!!"

[bellafragolina]

Can I request Adaman and Irida comforting homesick reader

heyo! you didn't specify separate so i assumed it was at the same time! hope that's okay

🍓🍓🍓

For all their love to argue over Sinnoh, time and space, Adaman and Irida are always ready and eager to set aside their differences for your sake. Seeing you in the village together, sporting injuries, they take to fussing with surprising agreeableness. When you were exiled from Jubilife, they were quick to find you and fret over you without even a word of anger towards one another, all their ire focused on Kamado to have done this to you. Not even when you pick one to accompany you do they say anything, only bickering about it when you’re not around

With things settled and you back to your normal mission of just filling out the dex, Irida and Adaman get along better than ever. Their common ground of loving you dearly helps them, and they come together when one notices your shoulders sagging, the lack of genuine brightness in your eyes and your smile. They approach together, hands gentle as their words are soft. They coax you to tell them your woes, and when you do, they find themselves at a loss

Homesickness is not something either has really experienced. Sure, they’ve missed their clans, but that was with the knowledge of their home being a few days trip away. Your home is out of your reach for an undetermined amount of time, and as much as you love Hisui, you long for what you can remember. And they understand.

Irida takes you into her arms, rocking you side to side as you cry or vent or whatever you need. She pets your head, and promises you over and over that both the Pearl and Diamond Clans are happy to help you in your goal to get home. Whatever you need, shelter or information, they will help how they can. Rare Pokémon in the area? Irida herself will guide you to them and help you study them with the tips and tricks she grew up with passed on to you.

Adaman hugs you as well, far tighter than Irida. He clings to you, wanting to squeeze away your sadness, but aware he can’t. Instead, he offers distraction. He has plenty of silly tales to share, about himself, his clan, or even about Irida (though she shouts and stammers over him sharing such embarrassing stories). He’s a big brother of the clan, despite being younger than Mai, and he tickles you and tells silly jokes until you crack a smile again

Together, Irida and Adaman do their best to soothe your aching heart. Whether with reassurance or distraction, they give it all to you. After your dedication to them and their nobles despite being foreign of this place, they owe you that at least. They adore you sorely, and want you happy and safe.

🍓🍓🍓

In the car headed home from the airport eyo

~Renee

[monsoon-of-art]

Donut Hole - Chapter 21

Everything Goes On

When you meet me in the daylight, like we did before Then I felt you on my shoulder, and you weren't suffering anymore You said: "I'm sorry that you worry, but don't apologize" I told you to forget me, but you stayed by my side, when I said- - Everything Goes On, Porter Robinson

[it's...over?] [ao3 link]

Dawn tugged at the edges of her scarf. The commander sat at his desk, Cyllene by his side, and the Clan Leaders stood besides her. The air was tense, terribly so. It did not help that neither Irida nor Adaman could seem to look her in the eyes.

There was no talking. There was no sound, period.

Finally, Kamado cleared his throat, and addressed Cyllene without looking away from Dawn and the leaders. “Cyllene. If you’d please.”

“This list has been compiled from eye-witnesses.” she began. “From both clan members, Wardens, and Leaders.”

To her left, Irida shifted nervously. Adaman crossed his arms over his chest.

Cyllene continued. “Assault. Theft. Destruction of property. Assault.”

Dawn’s blood turned to ice, and the weight of this meeting finally settled on her like a rock.

Barry, evidently, had been very, very busy.

He had said something earlier, about being ‘stupid’, but Dawn couldn’t ask about it before Cyllene came to visit.

It was probably a good thing, in hindsight, that Barry fainted almost immediately after. If he really thought this was a universe where Cyrus won, that interaction could’ve gone much worse.

“-Causing a landslide and destroying half of the Diamond Clan Settlement. Burning down half of the Pearl Clan Settlement. More Assault. Deliberately attacking the Noble Pokemon.”

Dawn was starting to feel lightheaded.

This had to be a mistake. Barry couldn’t do all that, Barry wouldn’t do that! He was so thin and tired and weak in the medical wing, he was a danger to himself more than anyone!

“Another assault, this time using a pokemon. Attacking a Noble Pokemon. Assault. Assault. Attacking a Noble Pokemon. Attacking a Noble Pokemon.”

How was there so much?

Kamado raised his hand. “I believe that’s enough.” He leaned a bit closer over his desk. “Dawn. If I recall correctly, this is your friend? ”

She tried swallowing the lump in her throat.

“Care to give us an explanation?”

Dawn briefly thought about lying. Thought about lying her little heart out. She had been barely accepted by Jubilife as an outsider, but Barry would have to fight uphill with a list a mile long like that.

He'd get kicked out. Thrown to the luxrays to be devoured and torn to shreds. He could even reflect badly on her , and she'd be tossed out after him-

No. No more lying. She had done enough of that, lying about her memory.

Dawn took a deep breath. “I've been doing a lot of…thinking, since Barry arrived. About him, about me - about my life before here. It's still so fuzzy, but he's helped me fill in some of the gaps.”

“There was a group of… Bad People. They were Bad People who did Bad Things. They stole things, attacked others, they planted explosives in the local lake...They wanted to destroy my home, they wanted to destroy everything. They wanted the world to be reduced to ash and darkness and nothingness. ”

She tried not to look at anyone directly, but she almost swore she saw Kamado’s face soften.

“Barry and I tried to fight back, tried to drive them away. We barely made it out with our lives. I think…” she hesitated. “Barry thought that the clans were the Bad People. He thought you took me away, he thought I was in danger. His memory is faulty, just like mine, and he’s terribly sick. I’m sure he didn’t mean it! He was just worried about me!”

Irida put a hand to her face, and Adaman uncomfortably shifted from one foot to the other. Kamado leaned back in his chair with a thoughtful hum. “...hm. I see.”

He addressed the leaders now. “And you two. What do you wish to do with the boy?”

Dawn tried to subtly glance at the leaders to see their faces. They looked just as anxious as she felt.

“Well, we…we still think-” Irida stuttered and stammered.

“The boy needs to be punished.” Adaman finished for her, speaking in a rush, as if he just wanted the words out of his mouth as fast as he could.

Dawn felt her heart stop and tears well in her eyes. They were going to exile him, or maybe they were going to do something worse. Was this the time period where they stoned people to death? They were going to kill him, either directly or indirectly.

How could they say that? How could they think that after telling them why?

Kamado nodded and looked at Cyllene. “And what do you think of all this?”

Cyllene looked at the leaders. Cyllene looked at Dawn.

“...you want my honest opinion, Commander?”

“Your honesty is all I ever ask for.”

There was a long period of silence as Cyllene thought of an answer.

“I believe the boy should contribute to the Survey Corps.”

“WHAT?!”

The leaders and Dawn were on the same confused page, it seems.

“I believe we need a bit more from you, Cyllene.” Kamado said, sounding a tad confused as well.

Cyllene straightened at Kamado’s comment. “The boy was brought in with a bag containing five Pokeballs. Each ball contained a pokemon he had caught, raised, and trained with no guidance or assistance from us. A single person training any pokemon is a feat. A young boy training five pokemon is astounding.”

She turned to Kamado. “The fact that he could use Pokeballs with no training, and the fact that he was able to survive Hisui alone, shows his resourcefulness, strength, and his adaptability.”

Cyllene turned back to the Clan Leaders, who were still clearly surprised by her thoughts on the matter. “Here, not only will he work for his room and board, but he will work to repay his crimes…perhaps by assisting you?”

Adaman and Irida were stunned into complete silence, looking at one another to try and force words to appear.

“I find this solution to be agreeable.” Kamado interrupted. “That way, we can keep a close eye on him, to make sure he doesn't cause any more trouble. You two can't seem to come up with a reason as to why we should not …so I am going to assume this is the best option going forward. Dismissed.”

Having lost their opportunity to object, Irida and Adaman slowly left the commander's chamber. Dawn waited for them to leave, not wanting to talk to them at the moment.

Before she could leave, Kamado cleared his throat to get her attention. “I'm serious, Dawn. We'll be watching your friend very carefully. Just as I have told you, if he wishes to be accepted and trusted, he will need to work hard. And he hasn't started on the best foot forward.”

Dawn nodded, almost bowing, before quickly darting out of the room.

While she did not want to see Adaman and Irida, she did linger a moment to try and catch Cyllene. 

It took Dawn a great deal of effort not to tackle the captain in a big hug. She hoped a warm smile would have the same effect. “Thank you, Captain Cyllene.”

Cyllene kept her stoic composure. “I have no idea what you're implying. You and I both know that Laventon requires all the help we can afford to give him. Speaking of, I believe you have duties to attend to. You need at least a Four Star Ranking before you can take on the Highlands.”

It appears as though Irida and Adaman shared Dawn’s plan, for they too had lingered down the stairs, waiting for her. She bristled at the two upon seeing them.

Some part of Dawn knew, deep down, that being the leader of a Clan of people must be hard. And some part of her knew that Barry - supposedly - did a lot of stupid things out in Hisui.

But the larger, louder part of her was mad at them. They wanted to punish her friend! How dare they! He didn’t know any better! He probably didn’t mean it! She knew he didn’t!

Both of them started talking - quietly, sheepishly - but Dawn didn’t stick around. She brushed past them without a word, making a point to not look at them with a huff. A little childish, maybe, but she wanted to get the point across.

Adaman and Irida didn’t go after her. 

Instead, Irida turned to Cyllene. “Be honest, why did you suggest taking Barry in? It seems…extremely charitable, even for the Galaxy team…”

“Yeah, that kid may be Dawn’s friend, but you read what he’s done. He could still be a threat. Are you certain that’s a good idea?”

“I went to visit him. It was a surprise visit, and in hindsight, I should’ve given him warning.” Cyllene said slowly, making her way back to her office. “In the brief moments of consciousness the boy had, I studied him. And do you know what I saw?”

She stopped in front of the doors to her office. “I looked into his eyes, and all I saw was complete and utter terror.”

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“Dawnie, give me the other mochi.”

“No, Barry, Miss Pesselle says you’re eating too fast. You need to eat slower, she says your tummy is all shriveled up like a dried leppa berry.”

He tried not to pout so much. But he had been eating berries for…who knows how long, and this potato mochi tasted like Heaven in comparison. “Tell me more about the Survey Corps.” said Barry, trying to change the subject.

“The Pokedex doesn’t exist yet.” she began explaining again. “People and Pokemon relationships are still a little rocky.”

“So…we’re just filling out the Pokedex. Didn’t Rowan ask you that too? Give me a mochi. Please?”

Dawn relented, placing a mochi onto his plate. As soon as it touched the plate, he scarfed it down as fast as he could.

She rolled her eyes. “It’s different than that. We’re not just catching pokemon, we’re studying them. Catching different specimens to get an accurate weight distribution, observing them in the wild, seeing that foods they like-”

“That sounds really boring.” he said through a mouthful.

“Well, it can be, sometimes. Some of the tasks Laventon wants us to do are…boring. But it can be dangerous! It can be really dangerous! Pokemon-”

“Will attack you?” Barry finished the sentence for her. “Yeah, yeah. I’ve experienced that first-hand. And there’s these really really big ones-”

“Those are Alpha Pokemon. Also very dangerous.” She set down her plate and raised up her sleeve to show a long, pink scar running up her arm.

“Whoa! How’d that happen?! Who did that?! I’ll fine them in to the next century!”

“Alpha Parasect got me as I was trying to run. But then-but then you see momma and poppa pokemon caring for their babies- or or a tiny baby spheal rolling up to you-”

“And why am I doing this?”

“Because.” She set another mochi on his plate, which was quickly and ravenously devoured. “In order to live in Jubilife village, you work. You need to earn your keep. Secondly, you have a rap sheet a mile long-”

“I plead the fifth.”

“That only works in Unova.”

“It was self defense!”

“I know! But they’re still mad. So you’re kind of working off your crimes, too.”

“I demand a lawyer.”

“Barry, please. Take this a little seriously.” she sniffled, wiping at her eyes to try and preemptively stop the tears. “I thought they were gonna kick you out. I thought they were gonna kill you. S-Stone you to death.”

His eyes went wide. “They stone people to death here??”

“Maybe…I dunno…I was really scared.”

Barry slid over on his bed to make room. “Come here, come here.” he said, patting the space beside him. Dawn put the plate of mochi on the bedside table and sat down next to him, pulling him into a squeezing hug.

“I’ll join the Survey Corps. I’ll do what they ask me to do, I’ll do it! No more worrying. Me and you, it’ll be like when we started our journey!” said Barry, squeezing back.

“Nothing bad’s gonna happen. I won’t let it.”

[And...Close Scene! That's it guys, that's a wrap for Donut Hole!...but I'm not done with Barry yet >:)]

[And now, a shameless plug for my besties fic: "When you reach the end of the line, you must be brave." By Pinkrhin0. "In which Emmet arrives somewhere new, makes a new friend, travels cross country, and, most importantly of all: Stays alive- No matter what." A fun take on a reunion fic where Emmet has a very bad time!! Yippee!!!]

[ultipoter]

I am no graphic designer and I'm aware that the layout is a bit of a monster, but I wanted to add those little doodles in

A summary of my Pokémon OC Jirou! I've been rotating him in my brain for a year and a half now and MAN I love putting this guy in Situations

There's going to be all sorts of assorted information below the read more.

Jirou Yasuda (he/him)

24 years old

He has an older brother, Soma (@manadyne's oc)

From Spikemuth, Galar and got isekai'd into Hisui by Arceus, seemingly out of nowhere

His ace Pokémon is an Alpha Flareon, Toasty. He'd do anything for Toasty and Toasty feels the same!

There's a Mysterious Force protecting Jirou (Arceus), that helps him recover even from more perilous situations. (It's Arceus.) It takes Jirou a while to realise that he should not be surviving the Pokémon attacks and high falls with mere scrapes as he does (Arceus can't let Their chosen one perish).

He does not feel like home or welcome in Jubilife. If people regard him with distrust after he does all these tasks as a member of the Survey Corps and Galaxy Team, and risks his life facing dangerous Pokémon, then he's not going to bother trying to get close to anyone.

Jirou does appreciate people like Laventon, Volo and Adaman who were chill with him from the start. He warms up to Irida too and he's glad to have these people around him.

Getting exiled from Jubilife village leaves him quite bitter. In his eyes he's done everything Commander Kamado asks of him, he's worked hard to help everyone and the reward for that is losing his shelter. Volo thankfully reaches out a helping hand and Jirou is holding onto that like a lifeline.

Even after Jirou is accepted back to the village, he does not Trust the people there. He rationalises that he'd rather camp outside and explore ruins with Volo than stay with people who might kick him out at the next inconvenience they decide is his fault.

Everything Jirou does is with the goal of getting back home to his brother. He's going to bear every misfortune because surely, once he finds Arceus, he can go home.

Arceus has other plans though. They want Jirou to remain in Hisui, to protect the land as one of Their nobles, as a branch of Them with divine powers.

Jirou does not take well to realising that he's going to be stuck "protecting" a land that he knows will prosper in the future, a land that is not his home in any way or form.

His big brother Soma is not going to leave him trapped in the past though, as the new Galarian champion, he and Eternatus are gonna Get That Boy Home

And now he's in Paldea, living a much better life! Reuniting with Volo after seeing him teach a class in the academy was quite baffling but a happy surprise!

I could write So Much More about him because this guy is spinning in my brain at top speed, but I'm going to spare you all from my brainworms. If you read this far, I appreciate it and I'm hoping good things are coming your way <3

[starriebug]

LISTING EVERY SINGLE WIFEY AND BABYGIRL I LOVE

Not in order of favorite just all the ones I can remember. Thanks a lot @hatenocheese I’ll group by Fandom

Pokemon: not organized by game since I’m lazy

N Harmonia (babygirl /non specified)

Clemont (babygirl /platonic)

Kieran (babygirl /platonic)

Lusamine (wifey)

volo (babygirl /non specified)

Bede (Babygirl /platonic)

Adaman (Wifey)

Leon (wifey)

Guzma (wifey, ABSOLUTE NEED)

Jessie and James (babygirls / platonic)

Cynthia (wifey)

Alien stage:

Till (babygirl, wifey, anything for him)

mizi (wifey /platonic)

Hyuna (wifey)

Dewey: (Babygirl / platonic)

Ivan (babygirl / non specified)

Sonic:

Silver (babygirl /platonic)

Amy rose (babygirl /platonic)

Shadow (babygirl /platonic)

Sonic (babygirl / platonic)

rouge (babygirl /platonic)

Twisted Wonderland:

Azul (wifey)

Jade: (babygirl /platonic)

Floyd: (babygirl /Platonic)

Jamil (wifey)

Scott Pilgrim vs the world:

Scott (babygirl /platonic)

Ramona (wifey)

Wallace (wifey)

Todd (wifey)

Envy (wifey)

Stephen (Babygirl /non specified)

Knives (babygirl /platonic)

Lucas Lee (wifey, babygirl anything!!)

Mathew Patel (babygirl /non-specified)

Bungo stray dogs:

Kunikida (wifey)

Dazai (babygirl /non specified)

Atsushi (babygirl /platonic)

Ranpo (babygirl /non specified)

Yosano (wifey)

Fyodor (babygirl /nonspecified)

Legend of Zelda

Link (wifey, babygirl, all of it)

Zelda (wifey)

Midna (full form) (wifey)

Mipha (wifey)

Sidon (babygirl / non specified)

Revali (babygirl/ nonspecified)

Groose (babygirl /platonic)

Teba (wifey)

Kass (babygirl /platonic)

Ganondorf (totk version) (WIFEY, and a smash)

Omori:

basil (babygirl /platonic)

Captain space boyfriend (babygirl)

Kel (babygirl /platonic)

Danganronpa:

Byakuya (wifey)

Makoto (babygirl /platonic)

Celestia (babygirl /platonic)

Chihiro (babygirl /platonic)

Nagito (babygirl / nonspecified)

Souda (babygirl /nonspecified)

Kiyo: (wifey, he deserves better)

uh uh Aoi’s brother from ultra despair girls (babygirl /platonic)

Mondo: wifey)

Zenless Zone zero

Billy (babygirl /nonspecified)

Anby (Babygirl /platonic)

Seth (babygirl /nonspecified)

lycaon (wifey)

Toilet bound Hanako Kun

Hanako / Amane (Babygirl /platonic)

Yashiro (babygirl /platonic)

Mitsuba (babygirl /platonic)

Kou (babygirl /platonic)

Teru (babygirl /platonic)

Your turn to die

Shin (babygirl /nonspecified)

Jou (babygirl /platonic)

Sara (babygirl /platonic)

Reko (wifey)

Alice (wifey(

Rio Ranger (babygirl / nonspecified)

(My fingers hurt..)

Resident Evil

Leon (Wifey)

Ada (wifey)

Vanitas no Carte:

Vanitas (wifey)

Noé (wifey)

Domi (wifey)

Neon Genesis Evangelion

Kaworu (babygirl /platonic)

Uh do my Ocs Count? If so:

Rowan (babygirl)

Mar (babygirl)

Ren (babygirl)

Henry (babygirl)

Sara (babygirl)

Mako (babygirl)

Dulce (babygirl)

Strawb (wifey)

Gabe (babygirl)

I THINK I MIGHT BE DONE??? I think that took almost an hour fork you

[leggerefiore]

cw: very short drabble, pla ingo,

pairing: Ingo/Reader

The more you stared at the Warden, the more intense your internal debate became. Ingo was a man of many mysteries around Hisui. His strange accent and knowledge of a language that no one else around but the foreign professor seemed to speak, or his talented battle technique despite having no recollection of anything related to his past. Maybe most of all was the strange language he would use that would even baffle the professor.

Sure, all of that was mysterious and fascinating. It was little wonder how he had gathered so much acclaim and attention among both his clan and the Galaxy Team.

However, it was another feature of him that intrigued you.

His damn age.

You had watched how slowly he moved at times with his hunch that clearly showed something was going on. Not to mention when he took off his hat and showed a certain feature that you would rather not speak about in detail. This all pointed to Ingo being an old man. Or, at least, firmly into middle age.

You did not buy that, though. Not with how strangely young his face seemed despite the eye bags. You felt confused the more you considered him. Perhaps, to a point where even he had become concerned since his silver eyes had started meeting yours more frequently. Eventually, he broke the silence that had permeated between you both on the sidelines of the battle court.

“Is something wrong, dearest?” Ingo asked you softly, wondering if he had done something to upset you. You narrowed your eyes. His voice also did not sound in the stereotypical manner of “older” ones. He cocked a brow up at your more intense look. You reached a hand to touch the skin on his face. It felt much like your own.

“... How old do you think you are?” you asked him, finally needing to know.

“I presume that I'm in my fifties, maybe,” his hand came up to unconsciously stroke his goatee, “That was the guess made by Gaeric and Irida, anyway.”

“I think you're early forties at the latest,” you told him. His eyes went wide before a slight blush spread across his cheeks.

“That is… quite a compliment,” he shook his head, “I do appreciate your kind words, but I must admit that I feel their guess was likely the most accurate.” You pouted, which made him chuckle a bit. Leaning against him, you debated it more. Fifties just seemed incorrect. You could not accept it.

“... Maybe I could get Adaman to ask Dialga or something,” you mumbled to yourself. This made Ingo actually start laughing.

He then requested that you not do that and attempted to distract you with a kiss.

You later tried.

Dialga does not know the answers to such things, nor does it really care.

~

Somewhere, sometime later, you finally got your answer when you and Ingo crashed onto his twin brother after being returned to your own era from the period of Hisui.

Thirty-seven.

You won.

Ingo just needed a chiropractor and had some cursed genetics.