#compared to lilly's

[pocket-ghostie]

More of this gal! I wanted to draw her more, so I did <3

I still don't have a name for her, but eventually I will... eventually :)

[084392]

i still wish nebby couldve stayed with lillie in the end...

[spittyfishy]

So, I still haven’t gotten to play the Teal Mask yet, but I’ve sure been thinking about it (because Pokémon lol) and I wanted to draw what I’d want to wear to the festival! Alolan themed of course because I’m me lol, but I think Ultra Nekrozma makes for a really cool mask! (And I put the alolan starters on the outfit instead of the loyal three)

(Little bonus page of the design process plus doodles of character interactions (and masks for Hau and Lillie))

[shima-draws]

If you could wipe the memory of one Pokémon game from everyone, which game would it be?

(The game will still exist and is able to be played again, but no one will remember anything about it)

Sun and Moon bc maybe then people would learn to actually appreciate it more for its story especially after we all collectively flipped our shit at how good SV’s story was

[lady-lilly-gray]

3 more characters and then my bonus theory !!!

[bourbonificould]

what do you headcanon different characters heights as?

Some characters actually have official heights, but I headcanon a few of them.

It's canon that Larry is 6'4, and I believe that Tripp, Lingard, Ben Paul, Jesus, Alvin and Nick are probably in his vicinity, making them the tallest characters in the game. Lee SHOULD be 6'2, according to the drugstore's barometer. It's also confirmed that Ruby is 4'9, probably making her the shortest out of anyone who isn't a child.

Season 1: Larry and Ben are 6'4 Lee Everett, Chuck and Kenny are 6'2, 6'1 at worst, Stranger and Doug are 6'0 Christa is 5'11, Lilly and Mark are 5'10 Carley is 5'6 and Omid is 5'5 Duck is like 4'8 and Clem is like 4'3 Season 2: Alvin is 6'3 Mike and Nick are 6'2 Carver is 6'1 Uncle Pete, Carlos and Luke are 5'11 Jane, Rebecca and Bonnie are 5'7 Arvo and Sarita are 5'6 Sarah is 5'4 and Clementine is 4'8 Season 3: Lingard and Tripp are like 6'5, Jesus is 6'4 David and Conrad are 6'1 Javi is 6'0 Kate and Eleanor are 5'8 Gabe is 5'4 Ava and Joan are 5'1 Clementine is 4'10 Mariana is 4'8 (shes supposed to be 10...) Season 4 (they're all midgets understandably): Flashback Lee would actually be the tallest character lmao, I think Clem imagines him taller than he actually was. Anyways Abel is 6'1 Lilly is still 5'10 Marlon, James and Minerva are all 5'7ish Mitch is 5'5 Louis and Aasim are 5'4 Brody is 5'2 Clementine and Violet are 5'0 (Vi has bad posture so it fluctuates) Willy and Tenn are 4'9 Ruby is 4'8 AJ is about 3'8 probably

[exopelagic]

everyone was so harsh to alola it deserved so much better. like this region is so well designed and so pretty and the story is actually really fun? will never forgive everyone for what we did to her

[liu-yu-xin]

Someone in nmixx has a really annoying voice. Idk their names but i can hear one really nasally voice in their songs

[l0v3tast3]

i have come to the realization that i can write whatever i want. which sounds stupid bc i've known that this whole time but like i can write whatever i want, and what i wanna write is smut !!! that's what i came here to do!!!! i've just kinda been putting myself down lately abt my writing but no more cuz i can write what i wanna write and im not gonna feel bad abt it !!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[starfallchampion]

Opinion on Lusamine?

... I know I shouldn't speak ill of the dead (and also because her kids are bound to read this) so I'll try not to be too harsh, but she did unleash a plague upon Alola that it was up 15-year-old me at the time to clean up. That woman had no place being in charge of any orginisation, much less the Aether Foundation. She needed help. Desperately.

But that's just not how it went. I won't go so far as to say she ruined both my and her own life, but she would still be here for Lillie and Gladion to give her a second chance if she hadn't messed around with the Ultra Beasts.

[oetscop]

look at these weird ass lillies that popped up like. UNDER a bush in our yard???

[yumenosakiacademy]

[beastblade69]

a constant dilemma of buying books to up my serotonin but not having any energy to read em

[javen-tiger]

i am reading this pamphlet about the 1917 general strike and the author compares it to gallipoli 🙄 well it was sponsored by unions nsw...

[lady-lilly-gray]

My running theory is gonna be that the kuro hiatus will last until all the chapters are in tankobon

[vifilms]

firefighter!abby who comes in every sunday morning to your floral shop, tucked in a tiny corner downtown. you’re usually tucked away in the back, doing floral arrangements, calculating your inventory, organizing new shipments, or just avoiding others in general. an introverted nature is ingrained into your bones. so, dina takes over the front counter. she’s sweet, kind enough to engage in conversation. big brown eyes and welcoming smile always seeming to put the customer’s at ease, assessing their needs as they step foot in the door. 

firefighter!abby who comes in on the dot, half-past nine, right before her shift. her build, incredibly tone, clad in black cargos and her seattle fire department t-shirt tucked in. she greets dina with her blinding, pearly white smile. warming her up to the core as dina grabs the assortment that’s ordered every week. yellow roses, white lillies, and peach carnations make their way into the abby’s hands. she thanks dina, with the same somber look in her eyes before she exits with the same bouquet she always does. 

firefighter!abby who is out for the day, cup of coffee in her hand, ellie to her right telling her about the black-haired beauty she met at the local pub. swearing up and down there was a cute friend, supposedly, but it really just sounds like this is her only way in which her friend needs to enlist help from the hunky-blonde for assistance. 

“So, let me get this straight. You met this girl—” 

“Dina.” Abby pauses, blonde eyebrows quirk upwards. “Wait, does she work at a floral shop?” 

“Yes—” Ellie pauses, envy swirling in her emerald eyes immediately, “Fuck, Anderson, do not tell me you’ve fucked her!” 

Abby smirks, wanting to tease her spunky friend. “C’mon, are you fucking serious? No. Shit. Did you really fuck her?” Abby winks as she takes a sip of her black coffee, bicep flexing in the process. 

“Dude. How the hell am I supposed to compete with your greek god  fucking biceps?” Ellie lifts up the sleeve of her shirt, comparing her much smaller arms to Abby’s very toned and thick muscle. Even Abby’s veins are more prominent than hers. 

Abby giggles, “First off, you can’t but you don’t have to…this time. I just buy flowers from there and everyone kinda knows everyone. It’s Jackson.” 

“Oh, thank god. You had me worried there for a second. Jesus.” Ellie nudges her shoulder, picking at her naibeds anxiously. “So, will you come so you can meet her friend?” 

Abby thinks for a moment. How bad could it be? It’s just one night, right? 

firefighter!abby who comes to the flower shop on a saturday this time. the doorbell rings signaling her entrance, but she doesn’t find dina working the counter like she normally does. you’re someone new, someone she hasn’t seen before, someone beautiful. so much so, she feels as if her feet have been glued to the hardwood floors. dear god, she looks like a goddamn idiot. she’s thankful you’re helping someone as abby tries to break from her caulking spell. 

firefighter!abby who takes note of how attentive you are with the customers even if your body fidgets as you help them but then you smile, it makes her melt. anderson, get yourself together, you have a date tonight. it’s just one, incredibly beautiful girl. you’re fine. she’s fine. before her brain can make one more stupid thought, you’re walking up to her. 

You smell of lavender, it coats Abby’s senses as you make a beeline for her. It could be the shop or it could be you. She believes it’s you. 

“Afternoon, is there something I can help you with?” You ask, Abby reads the name tag on your chest and musters up somewhat of a coherent sentence. You start making the arrangement for her, it’s then she notices how familiar it is. 

It isn’t the flowers she typically chooses, the one she orders through the website of the shop, but the craftsmanship is identical. Down to the yellow ribbon to wrap it neatly, keeping the specially made bouquet in place. 

Abby’s blue eyes must light up with wonder because you smile, it's soft as it slips out of you, too quick for you to hide behind the wall you usually keep yourself within. 

“Um, you make all the arrangements here, right?” Anxiously, you dust your hands on the maroon apron tied around your waist. 

“Yeah, I would hope so. It’s my shop.” You’re not boastful about it, or snarky, it’s sweet. As if you’re proud and you should be. 

“Oh, sorry! I hope you don’t take it the wrong way. I just, um—” Speak blondie, you’re making a fool of yourself. “ I come here every week and have just never seen you before s’all. It’s nice to match the wonderful shop to the even prettier owner.” 

Abby wonders why she doesn’t ask for your number or even try to. She’s not exactly a stranger to beautiful women. When she knows what she wants, she’s like a dog with a bone. Never has she ever halted, or had someone stop her dead in her tracks without even trying. 

In her mind, she’s finding excuses. It’s the sun’s fault for letting the light hit your eyes perfectly, saturating the color even further. Or the way she obsesses over your curves, or the joy seeming to radiate every time you smile. 

It can’t be any of those little things. 

Abby fishes for the wallet in her jacket pocket, before handing you her card, you finalize the transaction before handing the silver card back to her. Calloused fingertips press against yours, much softer than Abby’s, but it excites the two of you. 

Not that either of you spoke a word of it. 

“You’re girlfriend’s a lucky girl. It’s a thoughtful gesture—” but your eyes build a fright in them, a horror that you can’t take back. “I’m sorry! Oh my god. I didn’t mean to just, fuck, assume you had a girlfriend or that you’re into girls. Jesus, I don’t know what came over me. God.” 

Abby bites down a smirk as you anxiously beat your nail on the countertop as if you ruined the interaction. Impatiently needing this to be over. 

“S’okay, really, you didn’t assume wrong.” Mischievous pools of blue look you up and down, pointed canines kissing her pink lips as they bite at the flesh. 

“I don’t have a girlfriend. Well—” Abby leans over placing her palm against yours, her fingertips linger on your skin, setting it ablaze. Releasing your grip of the bouquet and palming the wrapped flowers in her firm grasp.

“Not yet.” 

lmk what you think! hope you enjoyed it! ♡