#dizzy the eevee

[professor-amaryllis]

He keeps trying to kill the reflections of the lights in the snow.

[bubblegumbuck]

I love drawing complex Bgs in pokemon art there are jusr so many silly objects you can make

[professor-amaryllis]

It's quite entertaining to read, is it not? Very interesting the things that people believe and the hills that they will die on. Not even the correctness of the statements but the ferocity of the arguments... a window into someone's character. Fascinating.

I wonder what these people think of crossbred eevee- designer or accidental. It's a loaded subject if I understand it correctly.

There's been a lot of discourse regarding eevee trainers on the dashboard the past day or so and as a rather well established researcher I'm going to use whatever authority I am perceived of having to say keep that up.

[skwitty]

shiny umbreon's journey

the inspo | inspo 2

redraw of these

sketch - flat - done comparison

[would-this-pokemon-be-a-friend]

Would An Alolan Exeggutor Be A Good Pet?

For our very first post of Indigo Mask Week, it’s the longest boy themself, the Alolan variant of exeggutor! Would they be a good pet? Unfortunately, no.

The exeggutors of the Alola region have developed a much taller stature than the more common variant found elsewhere in the world, standing at nearly thirty six feet tall! Listen, if your home can fit a thirty six foot tall creature in it comfortably, I’d love to see it. Sure, you could keep an Alolan exeggutor outdoors, but even then you would have transportation issues. These pokémon may have the stature of a palm tree, but unlike a palm tree they may need to make visits to the vet or go on vacation every once in a while. Transporting a pokémon this tall, let along this heavy, anywhere is going to be a little tricky, unless you make use of pokéballs. Good luck getting them into a vet’s office: you’ll need them to come do their visits outside! Sure, it isn’t impossible to care for a pet this tall, but it’s certainly inconvenient.

There isn’t much data about whether or not Alolan exeggutors are friendly to humans besides their goofy smile. They are adored by the people of the Alola Region, who claim that this is how the species ought to look (Sun), and their image can be found engraved at historical sights around the region (Ultra Sun), but it isn’t clear if this reverence comes from a history of living together or an observational appreciation. But there isn’t any indication of them being particularly unfriendly, either. The jury’s still out.

What the jury isn’t out on, however, is how dangerous this pokémon can be. They are said to have grown taller and more powerful by living in the strong sunlight of the Alola region (Let’s Go Pikachu/Let’s Go Eevee), and as they have grown taller they have abandoned the more common variant’s reliance on psychic power (Moon). In battle, Alolan exeggutors make use of a variety of powerful grass-type moves to absorb the nutrients of opponents such as Giga Drain, mixed in with a few remaining psychic attacks like Confusion and Extrasensory. This variant’s fighting style makes heavy use of their long neck. The pokédex says that Alolan exeggutors “[swing] their long neck around like a whip and smacks [their] opponents”, to the point of making themselves dizzy (Ultra Moon). This allows them to use moves like Dragon Hammer and Wood Hammer to bash enemies. Needless to say, being whacked by a swinging palm tree could be pretty devastating to you. They may not be particularly violent, but we must account for the fact that if an Alolan exeggutor attacked you for any reason you may be in big trouble.

This pokémon’s score is unfortunately tanked by their absurd size and potentially lethal capabilities. While they may not be as quick to violence as some pokémon, there isn’t enough of an indication that they get along with humans to discount the possibility that they could be a big threat. You could adopt one as a pet if you are determined enough (and have the space), but I can’t recommend it in good conscience.

[akftww]

yesterday over the course of like 3 hours with input from a few buddies i made enter shikari pokemon teams

explanations + movesets under the cut :-)

rou (undercover agent)

absol (dark type, super luck ability)

quick attack, night slash, taunt, hyper beam

kickstarted my entire whole idea, feels undercover agents-y for some reason. rou animal

has an ability to detect danger, which for some reason feels like a rou thing

aurorus (rock/ice type, refrigerate ability)

ancient power, aurora beam, icicle spear, rock tomb

his fossil pokemon. feels very elegant? pokemon i think he would like

can generate walls of ice and has a low body temperature. feels like a the spark-esque creature

krokorok (ground/dark type, intimidate ability)

scary face, bite, thunder fang, foul play

i feel like he needed a bit of a punk-y ‘mon? apparently they coalesce in small groups, which is like pack of thieves and the enter shikari ethos of community, so

uhh spiky like rou. yes

jolteon (electric type, volt absorb ability)

thunder wave, thunder shock, swift, electro ball

he would greatly appreciate the versatility of eevee as a ‘mon, but ultimately settle on jolteon as his chosen evolution..

spiky! like rou!!!

dedenne (electric/fairy type, cheek pouch ability)

nuzzle, parabolic charge, charm, play rough

i don’t actually know about this one. i feel he would appreciate it. it’s cute :)

apparently according to a dex entry it steals electricity from people’s homes. not related but seems funny

alolan ninetales (ice/fairy type, snow cloak ability)

extrasensory, fire blast, will-o-wisp, dazzling gleam

another one where i feel he just appreciates the vibe of it. it is for some reason very kiss for the whole world coded to me

it is very commonly known for displaying a sort of hatred for people who harm nature, which is like, arguing with thermometers-coded…

rory c (has a thesis)

simisage (grass type, gluttony ability)

seed bomb, leaf storm, magical leaf, knock off

looks like a pokemon he’d use. apparently quite wild tempered (ur pushing him to his limiiitsss!!)

i chose this one based on the fact that it just gave me rory vibes :-P lol

marowak (ground type, lightning rod ability)

headbutt, bone rush, retaliate, sandstorm

gave me rory vibes and i dont really know why. a lot of his pokemon are just “yeah he’d have this” really

i imagine he would have had this thing since it hatched, its his primary partner pokemon

kabuto (rock/water type, swift swim ability)

ancient power, leech life, mega drain, substitute

his fossil pokemon - according to a dex entry it has not changed in 300 million years and neither has rory (affectionate) so you know

i think he’d find the big eyes of the thing to be cute :) i do at least

clodsire (poison/ground type, water absorb ability)

mud shot, toxic spikes, bulldoze, rest

rory coded pokemon. i see its big dopey smile and i go wow like rory. this also goes for quagsire but i liked clodsire more

live clodsire reaction….

salandit (poison/fire type, corrosion ability)

poison fang, sweet scent, sand attack, trailblaze

iii dont actually know. i do know that this pokemon is a male salandit though (as those do not evolve into salazzle)

it creates a poisonous gas that makes people dizzy. #weed #hitthatshitwhiteboy

whimsicott (grass/fairy type, infiltrator ability)

cotton guard, giga drain, solar beam, misty terrain

cute little beast with a happy smile. do you know who else has a happy smile? rory fuckin c. case closed

apparently this pokemon likes to cause trouble and prank people by leaving cotton balls everywhere which isnt really related i just find it cute

batty c (can’t hack it?)

dewott (water type, torrent ability)

water gun, razor shell, aqua tail, swords dance

swift and controlled moves due to rigorous training- starter pokemon so he would have probably had it since he was. 10 or whenever he started with pokemoning

his face is batty c coded. i dont think he would evolve it past here also

noibat (flying/dragon type, frisk ability)

gust, wing attack, thief, hurricane

bat like the c

another pokemon i doubt he’d evolve past this point?? this guy loves his everstones

espurr (psychic type, keen eye ability)

psybeam, light screen, swift, zen headbutt

has a stare like him

i think he would evolve this one though i just think this beast is like him

omanyte (rock/water type, shell armor ability)

ancient power, water gun, brine, shell smash

his fossil pokemon. has big eyes like him

uhhh i dont know what else to write here…?? again this guy loves his everstones

furret (normal type, keen eye ability)

coil, quick attack, follow me, hyper voice

ferret-legging his ass (??)

it likes to get into narrow spaces and burrows into the ground to make mazes for habitats. fun dex fact!

zangoose (normal type, immunity ability)

metal claw, detect, close combat, baton pass

known for serious manners of defending, big claws

not really battycoded at all but i think he’d have one :-)

sgt. rolfy (big smash!!!!)

alolan marowak (fire/ghost type, cursed body ability)

bone rush, curse, fire blast, sunny day

very resilient i think. leaves flames in its wake which is just sort of cool

i think rob would teach it how to play drums. with the bones

solrock (rock/psychic type, levitate ability)

morning sun, flare blitz, explosion, overheat

it is said that this pokemon fell from space which is purely a reference to the fact that robs hand is on the we can breathe in space cover iirc

explosion because rob rolfe big smash

aerodactyl (rock/flying type, pressure ability)

ancient power, bite, agility, rock slide

his fossil pokemon, ferocious beastie that can rip even the skin of steel pokemon to pieces

i think hed like it.

typhlosion (fire type, blaze ability)

eruption, flame wheel, quick attack, overheat)

his starter pokemon and closest companion

another pokemon that straight up can just explode. do you sense a theme

houndoom (dark/fire type, flash fire ability)

ember, howl, temper flare, endeavor

“that just teebie” - my buddy simon ( @aztatine219 )

after close consideration he does need a doggy. who is rob without his beautiful son teebie

shiny rapidash (fire type, flash fire ability)

fire blast, agility, smart strike, iron tail

its shiny because i think he’d enjoy trying to find a shiny pokemon

he rides on it to get places. yes its full of flames. its fine. dont think too much about it

[honeybee-taskforce]

TARLOS AS POKEMON TRAINERS

why? wynaut? ;]

thought process for each below if you're curious!

CARLOS

Eevee - something he can pet! It cuddles up constantly and never fights, evolves into an Espeon or a Sylveon at some point on a morning run!

Delcatty - something he can pet! Also very cute as a skitty and the first pokemon he ever caught by himself, it fights a lot but isn't very good at it because it's kind of clumsy

Milotic - Another early catch that evolved after lots of patience and love. hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

Machamp - They box together at the gym to train each other!

Mudsdale - Family ranch = horse pokemon and Mudsdale fits him more than rapidash imo!

Ampharos- But specifically the loafing one because it's large and cuddly but can also kick some ass if it needs to.

TK

Togepi - A cutie he hatched from an egg and treats like the baby it is with the full front facing carrying sling and everything

Chansey - The local Nurse Joy practically threw the pokeball at him to take with him as a ten visit coupon reward

Feraligatr/Charizard/Heliolisk - Lizard or Lizard adjacent

Donphan - First one he caught as a cutie little Phanpy and now that it's evolved he likes to ride it around in circles and gets super dizzy from it.

[a-lost-archivist]

[Image of a small very dizzy and confused looking eevee]

Uh...

Cartalani im..not feling good....I'm too smal..and can't move right ....I'm stuck in 3d....I'm kina scared...

I'm lost to....uhm...

-egg? Is that even my na.e?

Oh Christ-

Do you ah- know where you are at the moment?

[xx-satoranogerocs-xx]

Dawn Rising - Chapter 2 - Matori Matrix

TRIGGER WARNINGS:

Memory loss, blood, death, deletion, angst, amnesia, body alternation, kidnapping mention, swearing, threatening, bullying, violence, torture, control, possession, tragic backstories.

Age rating: this chapter is 16+

There are some gruesome scenes in here. Please read to your level of comfort. Gruesome scenes will be marked with

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Before and after the scene

Helios woke up with a start.

He looked around. Remembering exactly what happened. "Hey! Let me go!"

"As if." Matori rolled her eyes at him.

He reached for his pokeballs. But they weren't there.

"What do you want from me?" He glared at them.

"We've heard.... you are a special kid." Matori smirked. "Don't play stupid. That Z-crystal right there. How are you able to host one? I have so many questions. Can you cast z-moves."

"As if i'd tell you."

"Fine then." She tossed his pokeballs in the air. "Fight him."

"What?" He glared at her. He was facing his pokemon. "Eevee! Corsela! Pikachu! It's me!"

"They aren't going to listen to you. They're under our control right now."

They attacked himto their command.

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He shrank away when he saw the smirk on her face grow. A knife in her hands.

"Wh-what are you go-going to do with that?" He eyed the knife.

"I'm taking the special z-crystal home for myself."

"I'm not liking how it sounds." He crawled back.

"I thought so."

She cut her way through the cloth. Digging at the crystal embedded in his chest.

Waves of pain flooded his body.

He bit her hand on pure instinct.

"Ouch. I didn't realize you were a pokemon too." She hissed.

The more she yanked, the harder the crystal tried to cling to Helios. And the more pain shot through his entire body.

"Knock. It. Off." He hissed through his pain.

"Don't make me ask your pikachu to shock you." She responded.

She tried to cut around the crystal but it didn't work.

She pried harder and harder at in. The pain in his body only increased.

His body felt as though someone had broken every bone in his body again and again. Like someone had set him flame. Perhaps like death.

Blood began to seel out from between him and the crystal. He kept kicking at her, trying to get her away from him. With his hands tied behind his back to the wall, there's no way he could fight her off well.

"Eevee. Please. Listen to me." He whispered through gritted teeth. "Don't fall prey to their control."

He had to pause every few syllables for the pain had prevented him from being able to speak. He was doing everything he could to get away.

And with one final yank, the crystal flew off his chest.

Even more pain corsed through his body.

"Eevee..." he fought the dizzying sleepiness waiting for him.

His head spun in dizzyiness. Clouds fogging his eyes. Static in his ears and black shrouding his vision. His body felt heavy.

And then his eyes closed.

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(summary for those who skipped:

Matori forcefully took the crystal from Helios's chest)

Eevee, for a split second, broke free from the crystal. Fighting the crystal as much as he could, he ran to Helios. Grabbing his scrapbook and pen, he managed to snatch his pokeball back, and take off.

Now free from the control of Team Rocket's elite team, he ran to find help.

(Ash's point of view)

"Helios isn't here with you?" Professor Kukui asked, eyeing the missing desk.

"He insists on going his own way, away from me. So we don't walk together." He frowned.

Hours passed.

"He's still not here." The professor frowned, worried about the missing student. "I'll go look for him. You guys stay here and study."

And he left without another word.

"Ash! Where are you going?!" Kiawe called out to Ash.

The boy had taken off just as quickly as the professor.

"To find him!" He replied.

"We know Alola better than he does. So I guess it's after him." Mallow ran after the boy.

"Not you too!" Kiawe tried to get her to come back.

"You should go help. You have a charizard and can search from air. You also have a z-crystal and can use a z-move. You should go. I'll stay here with Lillie." Lana encouraged.

"But-"

"Out with you." She tossed him out of the classroom. "Go help find Helios."

"Then you go!"

"You're stronger than me and better than me in this situation." She reasoned.

"Fine. Charizard! Help me search for Helios!"

The black haired boy ran as fast as he could. With Pikachu riding on his shoulder.

"Vee! Vee! Eeveee!!"

"Pikapi!"

"What is it Pikachu?!" He ran to Pikachu. "Isn't that Helios's eevee?"

"Eevee! Vee-vee! Eevee!"

"Pika!"

Ash ran off with Pikachu and Eevee.

A warehouse. He looked around. They had left. And quite hastefully too. Tied to the wall, was Helios.

"Helios!"

Ash untied him, and carried Helios to the infirmary where he caught everyone else up to speed.

"They took his Z-crystal..." Professor Kukui gripped his hands tight. "So it WAS like a heart."

"What?" The students tilted their heads.

"Helios... doesn't have a heart. But Nurse Joy and I guessed that the Z-crystal might have been his heart. Or rather, replaced his heart after losing his real one. This confirms part os our theory."

"We can stabilize him to prevent further damage. But like Hala said. Tapu Koko knows something about it and can confirm our suspensions. The crystal was a replacement of his heart. He can be brought back of his crystal can be returned in time."

"Eevee! Eevee eevee!"

"He probably wants the crystal returned to Helios then." Ash took a breath. "Eevee, what did these people look like?"

Eevee took out the scrapbook. Drawing the figures.

"I can't tell what that's supposed to be." Ash frowned.

Eevee drew giant 'R's on their clothing.

"Team Rocket." Ash nodded. "Oh! That's supposed to say Matori Matrix."

"Ash. Please don't be brash about this." Professor Kukui said worriedly.

"I won't." His eyes were filled with determination.

"At least take rockruff with you. He can help you sniff them out."

"EEVEE!" Eevee growled angrily.

"Matori Matrix!" Ash glared at them. "Pikachu! Thunderbolt!"

"Pika... pikapi"

"EE-VEE!" He landed a hit on Matori.

"Koko..."

"TAPU KOKO?!" Ash jumped.

"Our lucky day." She smiled.

"Pikachu! Quick attack! Eevee! Copycat! Circle them!" He instructed. "Faster! Faster!"

"Let's see how you do fighting against your friends." Matori tossed two pokeballs in the air. "Corsela and Pikachu."

Eevee used tail whip on his friends.

An electric terrain covered the ground.

"Iron tail! Aim it at the ground."

It sent the two pokemon flying. Eevee used tail whip, sending them at Matori. Eevee landed swiftly, and came in their it's own tackle. Matori fell to the ground and Eevee took the chance to rip the bag contained the Z-crystal off of her.

"Pesky animals! Give thet back!" Matori tossed the pokemon off of her.

Tapu Koko had caught it and stared at her intensely.

He sent a giant wave of electricity at her.

"We got the crystal back." Ash moved so that Eevee could place the Z-crystal back to help Helios.

Eevee placed it back on his chest. It took a moment to sink back into his chest.

"Eevee! Eevee! Vee!" He bounced around on Helios, trying to get him to wake up. And then grew sad when Helios didn't wake up.

[radioactivepeasant]

Snippets: Free Day Thursday

The Pokémon au, or, "in which "human" actually means "human" this time"

For context: the Dark Warrior Program in this au was an experiment by Praxis, boss of Team Krimzon, to create a psychic link between trainers and Pokémon that he chose, by force if necessary. Jak had only been on his Pokémon journey for a month when he and his Eevee got snatched. Sig, an agent of the Wastelands Region posing as a social worker, helped Jak and Daxter beat Kor (a Bug-type gym boss who was struggling with Team Krimzon for control of Haven City). He smuggles them to a military base in the Spargus region, and the boys are separated for check-ups. (Warning for implied past experimentation)

Just another sterile, white room. Another cold metal examination table. No electrodes clamped to his head this time, but what was the difference? He could still feel the Pokémon restlessly moving in their pokéballs. He could sense that...thing Errol had made out of that poor Pyukumuku. The thing Praxis forced him to train, no matter how much it tried to kill him. He could sense its pain, its anger.

Jak glowered at the black and yellow Ultra Ball. I have to feel your pain, the least you could do is stop ignoring mine!

The Type: Null was silent, save for an aura that Jak had come to associate with snarling. In his arms, Vivi raised her hackles and growled in warning at the Ultra Ball resting on the counter. She hadn't battled until her legs gave out just to let some stranger's Pokémon push her Trainer around.

I am never taking you out of that pokéball again, Jak thought, feeling a little vindictive.

The doctors came back into the room with the uniformed man Sig had been talking to. Jak didn’t recognize the rank insignia on his lapel, but he could tell it was higher than Errol. There was a Baile Oricorio running back and forth across his shoulders, chirping in alarm the second it spotted the Umbreon in Jak’s arms. The man raised a finger to stroke the little bird's head soothingly.

"Overall, he's in better condition than we'd initially suspected," said the doctor with the ice cold hands. "He's just below the fifth percentile right now for overall weight, and I am seeing evidence of poor nutrition, so I'm referring him to a nutritionist. Personally, I recommend giving him a snack locker for his room, y'know, personally. Something he has control over."

The doctor with the gloves -- or was she a Professor? -- nodded in agreement. "His Pokémon are in excellent condition, aside from the Umbreon's scar, given the circumstances. I believe he was giving them his own food."

The stern man frowned. He took the clipboard from the Cold Hands Doctor and leafed through the pages.

"And these scars on his temples? Do there appear to be any lasting effects from them?"

"We don't know yet, sir." The doctor shook her head. "Please, let us know if he suffers any headaches, dizziness, or anything else you think could be related to his time in the Haven region."

She opened a cabinet and sighed.

"He...seems to have become acclimated to using potions to treat himself. As if he were a Pokémon. They're not as effective on humans, sir. I'm prescribing a multivitamin at a higher dose than usual, and a probiotic for some gut health issues his friend mentioned. You may have some difficulty getting him to take them. He seems to have a very good reason to distrust medical care."

Jak hugged Vivi closer and glared at the doctor and the strange man. Why wasn't Sig here? Sig had said he was going to take Jak to the place he used to live before Thin Man took him out of his yard and Mr. Hagai took him to Sandover Town. Who was this guy? Why would they have someone in charge looking over the doctor's findings?

Vivi hissed at the man as he took hold of the doctor's rolling chair and dragged it over to sit in front of the table. At a single hand signal from him, the doctor and professor left the room. Jak stared at him, and he stared back.

"Do you remember me?" the man asked quietly.

"I don't remember a lot of things," Jak answered shortly. "Where's Daxter?"

"Two examination rooms down," the man answered. "His new foster family will be taking him home shortly, but if it would help, I can arrange for them to say hello before they leave."

Panic flooded Jak, and he felt the Umbreon settle her full weight onto his legs, grounding him.

"You're separating us?!"

The man raised his hands placatingly. "Calm yourself, little one. He's only going to live fifteen minutes from us."

"Us?! What do you mean us?!" Jak recoiled until he felt cold plaster against his bare back.

The intimidating man rubbed his face as if he were exhausted.

"You're coming with me," he explained. "You're. You're coming home, Jak."

"How'd you even know who I was?" Jak demanded.

Several muted emotions flickered across the man's face, and the Baile Oricorio settled against his stubbly cheek with a comforting trill. He let out a long breath.

"My name is Damas. Ruler and Field Marshall of Spargus, and the entire Almia region. The...the missing posters Sig showed you? The ones going back ten years? I commissioned those."

He swallowed thickly and looked away.

"I...understand that you don't- you don't remember me. Although I hope one day you will. But I-"

His voice caught.

"I'm your father, Jak. And we've been looking for you and your Eevee for a long, long time."

He blinked, swift and hard, and his next words were almost inaudible.

"I've missed you so much."

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Two Weeks Later

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"Ah! It's working, holy crap!"

"Daxter!" Jak squinted at the phone. "I thought the internet wasn't set up in your housing unit yet!"

"Yeah," his best friend shrugged on the webcam. "But Osmo got bumped up in line for dealing with those leftover Shadow Beedrills that tried to nest in the hangar."

Jak settled into the kitchen chair cross-legged. "Oh yeah. That makes sense, I guess. How...is the Drawers family? Everything still okay there?"

"Still the best foster-family I've had, bar none. Osmo let me put a picture of Mr. Hagai on Ximon's dart board, and he doesn't even tell me to "make myself useful" or whatever. And the mom, Xandra? She let my Pokémon sit at the table with me and everything. How's the weirdo they sent you to live with?"

Jak shrugged. "Gone a lot. Government meetings or something- by the way Sig is 100% not a real social worker, you were right. He's a secret agent for my...I guess he's my dad?"

"Told ya. No way a real Haven social worker would get us out of that city."

"Oh. And I have a little brother. Or half-brother? I'm not sure. He's three and he's staring at me while eating a ketchup sandwich. Just. Just ketchup and bread. Geez, that's creepy looking- Dude your face looks like a crime scene."

"Want some?"

"Uh...no, no thanks."

"Otay."

Jak made a face at the phone. "The kid has a Totodile, too, and it ate one of my shoes. Damas got real embarrassed and promised to buy more shoes? Which is nice I guess? And he and his wife -- I don't know if she's my mom yet or not -- said they'd let me paint my room- Dax, Vivi and I have our own room. It's weird not bunking with you."

The Umbreon nudged at his hand insistently, hearing her name. She could hear Daxter's voice, and was peering under chairs as if she might find him there.

"Ugh, same. I share a room with Ximon and he snores, but he always falls asleep on the couch playing video games so I kinda have my own room? It is weird though. Junior keeps opening drawers and peeking around the door. I think he's looking for Vivi?"

Mar tugged Jak's sleeve. "Big Kid."

"It's Jak."

"Jak big kid, da schoo' bus is here."

"Crap. Gotta go, Dax. See you in class?"

"Maybe? I don't have my schedule yet-" a muffled voice interrupted from somewhere outside the door, causing Daxter's Pawmo to leap up into his hair to hide. Daxter rolled his eyes. "I'm COMING, Ximon! See ya, Jak!"

The bright red backpack didn't really feel like his yet. He didn't know what any of the books inside were, and honestly he didn't care. All he cared about was that Damas and Phobos had promised that the teachers would allow Vivi to stay out of her pokéball. Jak grumbled under his breath and slung the bag over his shoulder. First day at Cooper Memorial Middle School. Two weeks until they got out for summer. He could survive that, provided the Type: Null stayed in its ball.

[professor-amaryllis]

Happy new year. Always nice to celebrate privately with friends...

[coulombury-conservatory]

Update time!

Ahhh, a few of the babies went and explored the rest of the building today!

Mama Galvantula is starting to get very hands-off with them which means we are very close to being able to release… 14 of them. As I expected, one of the babies chose a trainer this morning! With a smaller batch the chance of that happening would’ve been much smaller but with 15 babies I had a feeling at least one would be leaving with a trainer LOL. And I was right! The babies and Mama will all be released to the wild this upcoming Tuesday, probably!

And yes, I do still have a little Joltik buddy, who has also started accompanying me outside of the conservatory too. I have been trying to get her to to stay in the conservatory more than staying with me because the end goal IS to release her… but she doesn’t seem too thrilled with that idea. Maybe I should start seeing if there’s a trainer she’d wanna go with?

Also we found the Magnemite trainer this morning! Thank god. They seemed VERY happy to be reunited with them too! If you’re wondering, we have a very simple policy for proving a lost Pokemon is yours- bring their ball and recall them into it. Literally foolproof. Now of course it gets complicated if the Pokemon doesn’t like being in their ball, but at that point I usually just leave it up to the Pokemon. Most of the time a trainer who respects a Pokemon’s wishes to not be in a Pokeball, the Pokemon will be VERY happy to return to.

Also of course we have intervention policies if a Pokemon very clearly does not want to go with a trainer even if it is their legal trainer. If a Pokemon does not want to go, we will not force it to, and we will not let the trainer take the Pokemon by force either. 99% of the time it is a very unhealthy situation for the Pokemon in some way or another.

The Eevees are still very timid, but thankfully they’re eating well now and starting to look a little healthier. They still have a ways to go, though!

And we got a new intake this morning, too- an Emolga who had an unfortunate incident with a plane glass window, shall we say. He’s fine, he was just a little dizzy and out of it when he first got here. He’s gonna be monitored for a couple days but I doubt he will be here for long haha.

[mihai-florescu]

live reporting you new murr stuff!

The creature!

And the outfit plus hair!

HIS HIGHLIGHTS!? So cute??? The outfit is so good too, i think im just dizzy but it reminds me of eichi's fs1 x the obbligato outfits but purple (and purple is the best color ever so thats automatically a win). His moon hair accessory... im afraid this is quite peak. And the creature?? I wonder what its name is. It makes me think of the pokemon eevee but if it was ghost/psychic (and eevee is one of my favorite pokemon so you can imagine how much im enjoying this new murr creature). So so lovely, i feel this healed my mood ever so slightly into sonething more positive. Thank you for sharing:)

[shilo-sumac]

Hi been a minute how are you doing lately?

@psyonicscream

hey!!!!!!! im happy to hear from you! :D

all the pokemon are great which is good news! and ive been okay too i think, as okay as im capable of being at least! actually havent had any dizzy spells in a while even if im exerting myself which is a good sign right?

seeing you reminded me i really want to get pictures of all the eevee but they are so fast at this age, all pictures are blurs of brown.

anyways, how have you been, friend? havent been keeping up with too many blogs recently, wifi on the island is being annoying and whenever its up im too busy to do more than a few posts of my own

[oh-no-my-hand-slipped]

I Choose A’TCHIEW! : Part 2

A sequel, anonymous commission

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Fandom: Pokémon (Personal OCs)

Word Count: 2921

Genre: Big Sneezes, Contagion

CW/TW: Mild Pokémon Abuse

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“First try, huh, Asp? I guess you really have been paying attention during my pokéball throwing lessons.”

“I suppose I have.”

Aspen’s chest filled with pride as he looked down at his freshly used pokéball. Instead of being scratched up like the others, this one was fresh from the center. It shone and glittered in his palm as he held it up to admire it. This was the first pokémon he had caught since his journey began – all his other pokémon had either been given to him or had been abandoned by their last trainers, so he was quite out of practice.

Fervia slapped him on the back, almost knocking Aspen over.

“Those things are hard to catch, too, jumpin’ all over the place…”

Aspen smiled, putting the pokéball on his belt. “Hopefully, this is only the first of many.”

“Poetic as always, eh?”

The pair made their way through the underbrush, planning on their next catch. Fervia had her heart set on an Eevee, since she could evolve it into whatever she wanted. And, she admitted, they were pretty cute to boot. Aspen, on the other hand, had always had a soft spot for fairy types, and would be more than happy to add a Chansey to his team. He’d always liked healing pokemon more than battling them, anyway.

Fervia was in the middle of reading which stones caused which evolutions in Eevees when Aspen suddenly stopped in the middle of the path.

“Did you hear that?”

“Hear what?” Fervia asked, not looking up.

“That snapping sou-”

Aspen couldn’t even finish his sentence before his feet were suddenly swept out from under him, and his entire body was yanked into the air. The world spun around him, only coming to a stop when he was thoroughly dizzy. When he could finally open his eyes without feeling sick, Aspen was hanging upside down by the ankles, something hard and cold wrapped around his ankles.

“Now, what’ve we got here?”

Aspen heard a rustling in the bushes, and craned his head as far as he could. All he could see was a pair of steel-toed boots coming out of the foliage.

“Aw, cripes…snf!...another pair of junior scouts.”

Another voice piped up not far behind.

“Like, bummer. You’ll get ‘em next time, babe. Ocean’s full of waves, y’know?”

Just at the edge of his vision, a pair of dirt-covered water shoes sidled beside them. Aspen could suddenly feel Fervia struggling against him.

“Ngh…what’s the big idea?” she groaned, blindly reaching out her arms.

“The big idea, luv,” the first voice replied, “is catchin’ the pokémon that run through this path with my state of the art equipment. But then you muckers had to…snf!...muck it all up!”

Aspen tried to lift himself up, but only got about as far as his waist.

“Well, it is a bit difficult to see your traps. Perhaps you should put up a sign or something?” he strained, wincing as the metal dug into his ankles.

“Oh, yeah, sure, as if pokémon can’t read,” their captor replied. “Tell you this for free – you don’t know the first thing about trapping pokémon.”

Aspen wanted to say that she didn’t seem to know either, but he held his tongue.

Fervia, however, wasn’t so wise.

“Why don’tcha just battle pokemon like everybody else? Can’t throw a pokéball?”

“‘S more effective,” came the short reply.

“Hah! I betcha can’t catch a Rattata with this thing.”

The ropes above them strained as Fervia fought against their restraints. Metal squealed on metal as Aspen’s stomach dropped.

“I caught you lot, didn’t I?”

Fervia grunted. “Yeah, and if you don’t let us down in three seconds, I’m gonna - ”

CRACK!

The steel ropes snapped in two, sending the pair tumbling to the ground. Luckily, the soil had few rocks, and a bit of moss to cushion his fall. But Aspen still saw stars, the sudden impact knocking the wind out of him. He instinctively laid his hand on the pokéballs on his belt as he laid on the ground.

One. Two. Three. Four.

All there.

“Careful what you wish for there, luv!” their captor guffawed, only pausing to cough from the dust they had kicked up upon landing.

She kept laughing as Fervia helped Aspen to his feet. Though the fall was painful, it at least gave them a chance to get a good look at the pair in front of them.

The steel-toed boots belonged to a tall woman with long, jet-black hair and a pair of dark, shining eyes to match. Aspen recognized her outfit – it was one that would-be explorers often wore when they stopped by their village on their way to reach the top of a nearby mountain. Thin cargo shorts, a charcoal gray shirt, and a flimsy vest, all topped off with a large hat folded and pinned on one side with a steel-gray button. The splattering of freckles on her nose scrunched in her mirth, and she scrubbed it with a gloved finger.

Like a Ducklett next to a Liepard, the other stranger stood, with a large blue backpack to match his shoes. He seemed to be carrying enough for both of them, with odds and ends spilling out of the pockets and between the zippers. But, despite his petite frame, he held the weight well, even leaning nonchalantly against a nearby tree. He was even less dressed for the weather than his partner was – a pair of seafoam green shorts and a white tank top.

More for the beach than a mountain, Aspen thought.

The man fished something out of his pocket, offering it to the woman. It was a pack of tissues, already open and half gone. The woman snatched one out of the packet and blew her nose, then started with a snort.

“Huh-? Hah…HAH-! HYAA’TSHUUUH!”

“Aw, man, did I grab the scented ones?”

The man looked on the back of the package while the woman wiped her nose on her sleeve.

“Run on home, kiddies,” she sniffled, trying to clean up her running nose. “We’ve got Pokemon to catch, and we don’t need ya steppin’ in any more of our traps.”

“You probably scared ‘em all away with that sneeze,” Fervia snapped back. “Besides, if you don’t wanna catch real trainers, maybe you shouldn’t set your traps all over the walking path!”

The woman’s eyes flashed, her cheeks turning as red as her nose. Her partner put a hand on her shoulder.

“Anortha, maybe we should, like, head back to the center. Get you checked out. That Toxicroak-”

“Putta sock in it, Wade,” Anortha growled.

Even though it had been a while since Aspen had seen Toxicroak in the Pokedex, he knew all about both the pokémon’s aggression and their many poison moves. If she had tried to catch it with one of her faulty traps, the Toxicroak probably wouldn't have been too happy about it.

No wonder Anortha felt ill.

With a sudden twinge of compassion, Aspen tried to pull Fervia aside.

“Fervia, I don’t think -”

Fervia jerked away from his touch. Meanwhile, a grin had appeared on Anortha’s face, like an Arbok ready to strike.

“You think I’m not a real trainer, eh? Well…”

Anortha reached into the backpack Wade was holding and pulled out a gray pokéball unlike any Aspen had ever seen. The back of the ball was covered in wires, and dark burn marks surrounded the clasp. Anortha’s grin grew even wider.

“Why don’tcha prove it, then, luv?”

Before Aspen could stop her, Fervia had already stepped up to the clearing, brandishing her own pokéballs.

“I’ll show ya what an adventurer really looks like.”

In the blink of an eye, they threw their pokéballs into the clearing to reveal their pokémon. Anortha’s ball popped, buzzed, and spun before a Magnemite dizzily made its way to the center. Fervia’s Charmeleon joined it, brandishing its claws and fans with a whip of its fiery tail. Despite his concern, Aspen was still proud of Fervia’s strategy in her choice. Fire-types are one of Steel-types primary weaknesses – if she played her cards right, this battle would be over soon enough.

“I’ll give ya a head start,” Fervia said, smirking. “You’re gonna need it.”

Anortha, who seemed a little less confident now, still stood her ground.

“Your funeral, kid- snf! Magnemite! Use Gyro Ball!”

The Magnemite’s magnets began to spin around its body, and it charged towards Charmeleon.

“Charmeleon! Fire Fang!”

With practiced timing, Charmeleon jumped, then brought its red-hot fangs down onto Magnemite’s sensitive screw. Magnemite screeched in pain as part of the screw began to melt.

“Again!” Anortha cried, completely ignoring her pokémon’s distress. “‘N look where you're going this time!”

After a final whirring whimper, Magnemite did as it was told. But, with every charge, Charmeleon met it with a scorching canine or a swinging tail. Fervia was laser-focused, leading attack after attack, until Magnemite was covered with red, pulsing burns and dents. Anortha had turned just as red, barking orders to no avail.

“Oy, turn around! Left! Your other left, you bloody piece of scrap metal!”

As Magnemite tottered towards Charmeleon again, Charmeleon, with a sharp-toothed smile, puffed up its cheeks and blew a cloud of smoke into Magnemite’s face. The smoke blew past the clearing, and surrounded Anortha.

“Koff! Get that - koff! Use…use…!”

Her next order faltered as her nose began to twitch. Anortha jammed a finger under her nose.

“G-Gyro…bah…hah-!”

Her eyes crossed to look at her flaring nostrils as her chest rose and fell with every gasping hitch. Though she tried to tell Magnemite to attack, her desperate gestures were no use.

“B-Blimey-! I…gah-! By…d-dose…hah-! HAH-!”

She leaned back, her quivering nose high in the air. Charmeleon and Magnemite stopped their battle to look at Anortha, then looked at each other.

“GAH-! HAAAH-!”

The pokemon leaped from either side of the clearing, out of the way of Anortha’s powerful nose.

Fervia, however, wasn’t so lucky.

“HYYYA’TCHHHHHUUUUUH!”

The enormous sneeze sprayed across the clearing, covering Fervia in a fine mist. She spluttered and staggered away from the clearing. Meanwhile, through her snot-soaked sleeve, Anortha whispered to Wade through gritted teeth, who reluctantly joined her with a blue pokéball in hand. With Fervia indisposed, Aspen had no choice but to speak up.

“Oh, erm, hold on a moment! I thought this was a one on one match!”

Still wiping her streaming nose, Anortha snickered.

“I don’d - snf! - see a referee, d’you, mate?”

Wade threw his pokéball to the ground, and a Squirtle with blue sunglasses rolled out on its shell. It looked around confusedly, then stared at its owner.

“I know, dude,” Wade said, rubbing the back of his neck. “You’re not a battling pokémon. But, like, you know how Anortha is. Especially when she’s losing. Just a few Water Guns and we can chillax, ‘kay?”

The Squirtle shrugged, did a “right on” gesture with its claws, then put its sunglasses into its shell. Aspen’s heart sank. Charmeleon could deal with one opponent while its trainer was focused, but now with a second Water-type opponent and a distracted Fervia…

“Okay, dude! Show off those rad waves you’ve been practicing!”

Squirtle nodded, retreating into its shell. Suddenly, a beam of water burst out of the shell’s opening, shooting the pokémon high into the air. Without Fervia’s direction, Charmeleon squinted at the sky and went from side to side, trying to dodge whatever attack came its way.

When Squirtle was at the peak of its ascent, it spun towards Charmeleon, took a moment to aim, then spewed a massive wave of water onto the clearing. Even if Charmeleon had seen it coming, there was no way he could dodge it.

By the time the wave passed, Charmeleon was flat on its stomach, its tail only barely flickering.

“Charmeleon!” Fervia cried.

Charmeleon shakily pushed itself up by the claws, only just keeping its balance. Anortha did her signature guffaw, though it was cut off by a rough cough.

“That’s more lige it! Alright, Magnemite, let’s try this again. Use - snf! - Gyro Ball!”

Magnemite bobbed in the air, looking down at Charmeleon. It let out a scraping whine, its magnets slowly circling.

“C’mon, while he’s down! What are you waiding for?!”

Aspen knew that the attack would be enough to not only knock him out of the battle, but do some real damage. With how wet Charmeleon was, the electric attack would fry him.

Even if it was against battle protocol, he had to do something.

While Anortha was distracted with her reluctant Magnemite, he slowly took a pokéball from his belt.

“Wade!” Anortha said, turning to her partner. “Do the - snf! - wave again! Thad’ll take the sucker out!”

The Squirtle was lying on its back, sunbathing. Wade shook his head.

“No can do, babe. That attack took a lot out of him. He’s gotta, like, chill first before he does another battle.”

Anortha growled in frustration, turning back to her own pokémon.

“If you don’t blast that Charbeleon back into its pokéball,” she said, her voice getting dangerously quiet. “I’ll use ya as bait for a real mean Arbok I’ve been trackin’.”

Magnemite squeaked, and its magnets slowly began to turn, picking up speed as it went towards the stumbling Charmeleon. Aspen threw his pokeball into the clearing.

“Gogoat, I choose you!”

Just as Magnemite was about to make contact, one of its magnets was caught on a large horn. Aspen’s Gogoat stood in front of Charmeleon, steam streaming out of its nostrils. Gogoat bucked its head, causing Magnemite to fly backwards.

“No, no!” Anortha cried. “You can’d just…I was about to…you can’d just throw your bleedin’ pokémon into the ring!”

Aspen chuckled, allowing himself a small smile.

“I don’t see a referee, do you?”

Fervia laughed, though still splattered with the remains of their opponent's sneeze. As Anortha sputtered, Aspen nodded to Gogoat, pointing at the dazed Magnemite.

“Use Earthquake!”

Gogoat bleated, and large rocks formed above the clearing. They hurdled towards a still bumbling Magnemite, and made impact with the loud crunch and crackle of stone. As the rocks crumbled, Magnemite was slowly revealed underneath, unmoving.

“YA RUSTY OLD TIN CAN!”

Anortha ran into the cleaning, trying to prop Magnemite up inside the crater. But he only fell down again, completely faint. Wade replaced her in combat, but Aspen had already planned for his Water type attacks.

“Gogoat! Razor Leaf!”

Gogoat pawed its hoof into the earth, charging up his attack.

“Like, do your Water Gun! Hurry!” Wade said, his voice cracking.

Squirtle pursed its lips and filled its cheeks, shooting out short blasts of water. Gogoat easily dodged the weak attacks, then, with a stomp of its hooves, released its attack. Swirls of sharp leaves surrounded Squirtle and Anortha, who was still in the clearing. Squirtle retreated into its shell, but it was no use. By the time the attack ended, Squirtle was flat on its shell, with cracked sunglasses halfway off its face.

“Squirtle! Dude!” Wade cried, putting Squirtle back into its pokéball.

Anortha stood up, nudging the limp Magnemite to the side with her foot.

“I want a rema- a remaaAA’TCHUUUUH!”

The pollen from the Razor Leaf was still heavy in the air. Wade put an arm around her shoulders, offering up the package of tissues.

“Babe, we need to get our pokémon to the center. And you too. You don’t, like, look so good.”

“I want a - snf! - rebatch,” Anortha said, more quietly this time.

“I know, I know. I bet we’ll see them again. Small world, right?”

“HYYAA’TCHUUUUUH!”

“Let’s get you to see Nurse Joy, ‘kay? Just let me get Magnemite, and - ”

“Ndo. Leave thad pile of garbage where he belongs - TCHUUH!”

With a small apologetic look, Wade had no choice but to leave with Anortha, her sneezes still echoing through the forest long after they were gone.

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“Huh…HRA’KSHIIIIIEW!”

“More tea?”

“Snf…yeah.”

Fervia held out her small metal cup, and Aspen filled it.

“She didn’d even give be the winning fee,” Fervia mumbled. “All she gave be was her stupid cold.”

Aspen chuckled. “Well, that isn’t all she gave you.”

He looked towards Magnemite, who was playing Charmeleon. A few of the bigger dents were taken care of at the center, but it was still covered in scratches and chips.

“I guess so,” Fervia said, sniffling.

Aspen frowned, sipping from his own cup.

“Is something on your mind? You’ve been in a sour mood since the battle – even before you came down with a cold.”

Fervia looked into the campfire for a long time, then sighed.

“I thought I was gedding better. At battling, I bean. I thought I didn’d need you to come and save be anybore. It seems like every time something happens, you have to fix all of it. And it’s by fault.”

“Oh, Fervia…”

Aspen smiled.

“You are getting better. Just because you need help, or make a mistake, doesn’t change that. If Anortha hadn’t cheated, you most likely would have won that battle. But that’s why you must always be prepared.”

Aspen looked down at his tea, swirling it from side to side in his cup.

“Because some just don’t care to play fairly.”

“Aspen?”

Aspen looked up, smiling again.

“Let’s get some rest, shall we? Perhaps we can go to the hot springs tomorrow. That should help your cold.”

Fervia squinted, but her tiredness overcame her curiosity, and she was soon asleep in her sleeping bag. Aspen rolled over on his back, looking up at the stars as he slowly drifted off.

[dustyhyena]

does the doggy you uploaded to sheezy really have strabismus or is it just a design thing. if that makes sense. asking because it's uncommon to see characters who actually have strabismus and when they do and are intended to it's nice to see

ah! sorry i didnt answer this sooner X'D you make total sense, but no, it's not strabismus! or at least not intended. but this ask did get me to think about it- though i'd hold off on that since shivee (the doggy in question) is sorta the posterchild LOL SO RANDOM XD eevee oc ive had ever since i was like 12, and i wouldnt wanna perpetuate that connotation any further ^^;

the piece itself though, i was actually thinkin about this dude from yume nikki! i was goin for a more trippy/cluttered vibe and though i used the crossed eyes to sorta convey dizziness, yume nikki came to mind, even though i havent really played thru much of it. afaik he just seems like A Guy, but again i dont go here so im not sure if he carries any negative connotations firsthand!

but i hope this makes sense! ty for the ask! id like to make an oc that actually has strabismus and do some thorough research for it :]