#echo / shaymin

[vaugarde]

would you listen to “one” from the shaymin movie with me

[phantomguild]

" C'mon Echo. Let's show everyone what we can do! "

" What you can do. I'm not participating. "

" ... Excuse a what now? "

" You're the one in this thing, not me. " " Just think of it as training so you don't lose control again and nearly kill someone. "

" You literally signed me up for this without talking to me. "

" Besides, the games haven't started yet I don't think. "

[ For @ask-the-royal-absol's event feat. Romeo from @ask-guardian-gallade ]

[tindoiimu]

a gift I did for my friend @fleecedragon a little while ago

on twitter. 01/31/2022

[thenomadclan]

🔥The Nomad Clan: Crimson Jungle🔥

((Shout out to @shaymin-99 for allowing me to use their Human OC to make a Crossover Story of their Soldier OC & my Predator OC (Nomad). I hope you all enjoy^^ ))

The roaring sound of two RNZAF Chopper echoed through the jungle of the Pacific Islands, inside where men and women armed to the teeth as their overshadowed the glow of a red light. They were a special forces team sent for a rescue and gathering intel of what happened to a friendlies outpost, but the chopper was filled with mistrust at the hand of 1 member. In the corner of the chopper was a women in a marine black hat, grey tank top, blue jeans, and a spoon dangling from her hip. The women was messing with her signature sniper with talley marks and odd stains, all while smoking a cheap cigarette.

The team before her usually worked alone, however due to recent strange activities, she was sent along to make sure the mission goes smoothly. She was viewed as stranger and the yellow eyes didn’t help her case, one of the squad members made a bet and threw an empty bullet shell at the Recon Sniper. The deft riflewomen responded by catching it, and glaring with her yellow eye sending chills to the young squad member. The red light that shined over the Squad quickly flashed to green, signaling they arrived at their destination. One by one the squad dropped from the helicopters, having their airborne boots land in sea water and sand.

A total of 8 soldiers including the mystery women with a dog tag saying the code name “Shay”. The squad would run into the jungle, brushing through many bushes, trees, and vines filled with wildlife that hissed or snarled at them but did not dare to attack. While traversing the jungle, finding many burn marks of nothing the squad can say caused it, as well as hints of what happened to the friendlies on the island, they ran into a clearing in the jungle. The leader of the group wanted to keep moving forward, however Shay quickly pulled the Leader off his feet and to the ground.

Swears were thrown freely with anger and venom, but Shay didn’t let it faze her as she knelt down to where the leader was about to step. Huffing her cigarette and softly blowing down, revealing a red like laser moving around the clearing. The squad was astounded and shocked by this scene, and to further prove her point Shay threw the empty shell to the clearing. To which activated a strange bear trap snapping shut with force to dismemberment.

Squad Member: “Never knew the locals could be so hostile and territorial.”

Shay: “Not local…their just visiting.”

Leader: “Alright! Who the hell are yo-“

As quick as the Leaders temper was to boil was as quickly as his head exploded infront of the group, to which they quickly set a kill circle trying to find where the attack came from. The medic of the squad checked the Leader to confirm he was no longer alive, just as that was confirmed a Sargent believed they saw something and opened fired. The attack was shortly cut when firing deep into the jungle as their chest was speared, sending them off their feet and into the still active bear trap field. Only red like water bursted from the body was seen as the body was absolutely ripped to shreds. A Private that was losing their cool and panicking tried making a run for it, fumbling with their radio but freezed standing still. The squad watched as the Private bled from their mouth and was lifted into the air, the two marks from which the soldier bled revealed a blade from a blue electricity.

Shay quickly sprang to action aiming their sniper at the revealing threat, taking a couple of pop shots. However the figure quickly used the body of the Private as a meat shield, and when the creature was finally revealed covered in the blood of the Private, it gave a bone shaking roar. Shay took this last shot to pop the creature in the face, only angering the creature as it was revealed to be wearing a strange helmet and charged at the Soldiers. Continuing to use the soldier as a shield and threw what remained at the humans who held the triggers of their weapons, the creature with bones on its person and the dog tags jiggling on his neck it, hacked and slashed at the Fireteam. With her first order, Shay screamed “Fall Back” and cover fired the Fireteam that would listen.

Those who stayed behind met the same fate as their Leader, the remainder of the Fireteam ran with Shay made it to the friendly base…but there was nothing left. Buildings were burning, bodies were skinned and left hung over the burning buildings and the floor was covered in mud and blood. One of the buildings that was intact however was used to hide the remaining members which were only two, a Medic & and Lieutenant of the Fireteam.

Medic: “What was that thing?! It wasn’t human…IT WASN’T HUMAN! This whole mission is fucked!”

Lieutenant: “But she knows…why else would she put her on THIS squad.”

Shay: “Is there something you wanna say boyscout?”

Lieutenant: “Yeah I do! This mission was never about rescue, it was a capture and secure for that…that fucking thing! We where expendable from the start” -shoved Shay-

Shay: -In response would hip toss and hold the Lieutenant down while inches away was her sharp spoon looming over his eye- “WE ARE ALL EXPENDABLE! Even me, I’ve been on 3 missions like these and all of them are the same! Whether you die or not is not my problem, but I’m here to clean up a mess and make sure no more blood is shed. That thing is a Predator, and they come here to kill humans like us who are looking for trouble.”

Medic: “So how do we stop it?”

Shay: -looks at the medic and shoved the Lt. down- “Simple we kill it, aim for the parts that aren’t covered in armor.”

The Lieutenant gave a glare not liking how she made it sound easy, Shay offered her hand to which the Solider swatted away. The Medic was sitting at a desk and fiddle with his materials, but before the group could form a game plan a loud THUD was heard on the roof of the shelter they were in. Shay made a motion on to be quiet, they heard the same clicks from the creature that tore apart their team, but this one was almost higher pitch. It scanned the area before leaving a dent from the force the jumped on the roof, as it jumped to other structures and finally the forest from which it came.

Shay looked at the Lt. and immediately grabbed her rifle, making her way in the direction of the invisible creature. The Lt. left with her leaving the medic behind as he tried to contact HQ. Upon following the crazed deft sniper, he was quickly snatched down to the floor next to a jungle tree root. The Lt. looked at the hand that pulled him down to meet Shays stern look, watching through her scope as she slowly pointed toward the direction she was aiming. It took the Lt. a moment to realize what he was looking at, it was as clear as day when he saw a barely invisible or camouflaged figure in a tree. It was watching or scanning for something, but based on the figure the creature was skinner and smaller than the creature they originally ran into.

This “Predator” that Shay called em was almost mesmerizing to look at when they’re not trying to snap the squads neck, it moved with both purpose and animal like. Shay whispered how on the other 3 missions she’s never ran into more then 1 Predator, how this one she was looking through must be a younger Hunter, how he might be listening to our very conversation. She readied her sniper with a click of her rifle as she put in a strange glowing bullet, the creature snapped their head towards our location and flashed its golden like eyes. Shay gave a devilish small as she breathed the words “Bingo Fucker” to then shoot her shot. The Lt. saw a flash of blue as the creature roared in pain, falling out the tree and towards the jungle floor.

She almost seemed excited as she ran towards the direction of the fallen Predator, the Lt. had their rifle readied. When reaching the location, there was a mask of bronze with black warpaint and judging from Shays excellent shot the mask was half broken. She gave a growl of frustration, kicking the dirt but picking up the mask and strapping it to their side. The Lt. called her over to show a strange glowing substance, when asking what it was she gave the same devilish smile with excitement as she replied:

Shay: “Their Blood…it’s wounded and we can track it! Come on boy scout! This hunt isn’t over yet, maybe it’s crawling to it’s master!”

She said as she ran towards the direction the neon green blood glowed, the Lt. followed behind, seeing as the jungle started to turn into hot stone. The blood stopped on the edge of the jungle to a volcano, that must have been where the creatures have been living. The Lt. tried having Shay to pull back for now we know where they lived and we could use it to our advantage, but one look at her eyes told that wouldn’t be the case, she wanted to end this here and now.

The Lt. sighed in frustration as he was about to leave her, till he saw the nightmare inducing 3 red glowing dots. Out of instinct he tackled her to the ground as a roaring blue fireball of energy flew over their heads, they both looked behind them to see the bigger Predator. The two humans then began to run towards the volcano, Shay gave the order to split up and have him go back to the medic while she finishes this. The Lt. only nodded as he ran back into the jungle, the Predator was about to make a B-line for the Lt., but Shay used her pistol and fired upon the huge target. Even with direct hits, the Predator only growled as it turned towards Shay with glowing red eyes. She continued to fire upon it as she led the creature to a cave of the volcano.

-Shay’s POV-

I began to run through the maze of the cave, for the deeper I went the hotter it became. I felt as my dog tag began to heat up so much it felt as though I was being branded by a hot piece of iron, I felt my heart picking up speed as I listened to it best through my deft ears and suddenly I stopped at a cliff side looking over the semi active volcano. I gulped as looked behind me to see a glowing blue ball of death trying to hit me, I ducked down having it pass over again allowing it to hit the wall of the volcano rock, seeing as it crumbled and hit the floor of the shell keeping the lava from escaping. When looking back I saw a foot that kicked me in the stomach, knocking the wind out of me and sending me down the volcano floor or at least a piece that wasn’t connected to the lava. I groaned as I layed on my back and looking up at how far I fell, I then saw the Predator jump from the cave entrance to the floor. It created such a shake that it cracked the volcano crust floor, now having Lava begin to rumble.

The Yautja growled as it walked towards me, I began to panic as I crawled to grab my rifle. It was only finger tips away as the Predator kicked it into the lava, I saw my weapon begin to burn and melt. I quickly turned towards my attacker to feel my throat begin to tighten, it held me down before pulling me up towards its eyes. It was as if it was examining my skull, but it suspiciously cocked its head to the side seeing the bronze Biomask. I slowly reached for my spoon knife, holding the grip ever so tightly ready to strike but a noise came from the Biomask on my hip (to which I couldn’t hear but the Predator reacted), various clicks and my voice sounding as a recording spoke saying… “Bingo Fucker” with various screams, human screams echoing through the volcano. The creature began to look around almost anxious wondering what was happening, I just managed to get away as a flashing grey object flew between my face and the arm of the Predator, hearing a sickening CRACK of bones breaking making the Yautja roar and throwing me across towards the wall of the volcano.

I was struggling for air as I looked up at the Yautja roaring and holding its broken arm in pain, and seeing a odd looking sledge hammer of a weapon but my vision was soon blocked by something else. A Predator, the one I was hunting, covered in wood armor & bone trophies with Red Skin and brown goldish stripes stood in front of me growling towards the other Predator. I may have not known what they were saying but I knew beef when I see one, and nothing more obvious then when the wooden armor one showed a hologram of the Predator across from him, as if it was a bounty poster. I watched as the two then began to charge at one another, punching, scratching and kicking trying to get the upper hand. It was like watching a wolf fight a bear but the smaller one was holding his own, his strength was almost on par with the bigger one. I crawled to the side seeing my pistol, quickly I grabbed it but when taking aim…I didn’t know who to shoot first.

The bigger one eventually got the upper hand as it head butted the exposed red Yautja’s skull and threw him away to get air, I then knew the bigger threat as I began unload my clip at the big Predator. Watching as it backed up from the impact and towards the Lava, it was almost as if the Red Predator and I locked eyes and understood what must be done. We stood almost together with him summoning his hammer weapon with the help of his strange gauntlet, it clicked with amusement holding the weapon that broke the bigger Predators arm. As we then both charged at the bigger threat, I was the one shooting when there was a opening while the red one was the bruiser, breaking down all the Yautja’s defenses. However this angered the bigger Predator so much it entered a berserker like state.

Grabbing the smaller red ones neck and started to choke him out, trying to force him into the lava. That was till I jumped on its back and began stabbing it with my spoon like knife, landing one lucky strike into its eye. A screech of pain escaped its mandibles as it threw the small red Yautja into the lava, I looked on shocked knowing I was next as the bigger Predator grabbed my shirt and used it to throw me down to the floor! I bounced from the sheer force, when I tried to get up and get the gun that fell out of my hands he stomped on my leg completely breaking it. It was like no other pain I’ve ever felt as I cried trying to get him off, it slowly began forcing its leg on my chest and ever so steadily began to apply pressure.

I didn’t want this to be my end, I clawed and punched the it’s leg. I could feel one by one my ribs snapping, that was till we both felt a rumble and from what I could see was a glowing red hand reach from the lava and grab the Predators calf! The sizzling sound of its flesh burning and the smell, was indescribable as it slowly dragged the Big Predator towards the lava pit, I saw it screaming and clawing for life as it was slowly dragged to what looked like the entrance of hell. As he was halfway in another hand reached out and grabbed the Predators face watching as it used the spoon to drag the killer down fully into the lava.

I curled up into a ball of pain, trying to stay conscious but was too tired to. I felt my eyes ever so slightly close, seeing through my dark blurry vision of the small Red Predator crawling out the lava with the burnt skeletal remains of what was left of the one that killed the squad I was on. I would bounce in and out of consciousness as I saw the Predator walking towards me, to him carrying me while I watched the volcano erupted. When I did finally awake fully, I found myself on a iron like table, contraptions that were hooked up to me and machines moving around. I instinctively ripped the stuff off of me and looked around, nothing on the United States Military looked like anything this advanced.

I looked at a table that had my stuff, my melted down useless Sniper Rifle, a pistol with no ammo, and a charred Spoon Knife. Painfully I took the knife and found a airway system vent. Crawling inside I began making my way to what I believe is some sort of ship, when getting out I found myself in some sort of room. A bed covered in furr, a wall full of skulls of things I’ve never even dreamed to see, and the bio mask of a broken bronze mask with black warpaint. This…this was the Predators ship….but why am I alive?! The best I can do now is just stay hidden, this is new territory, and who knows I might learn something from this.

-Epilogue-

The Lt. from the mission of the Pacific Volcano Island was brought in to a dark room with one bright light. From what he could see was a dark figure with grey slicked back hair, but even from what looked like a senior old man he looked a body builder. This is possibly the only time the Lt. ran into this men in black bullshit.

???: Name Lieutenant?

Lt.: Uh…Rockerfella……Drew Rockerfella.

???: On April 24th you weren’t sent for a possible search and rescue but at the least to extract info from the base from the island….but from your report that’s sent the case was it?

Drew Rockerfella: “No…no it wasn’t…what we found was so worse…I’m the only survivor of the incident.”

The old figure leaned back against his chair and held a cigar, lighting it before blowing it in the Lt.‘s face as he leaned in for the light to see his face. The scars that covered the left side of his face as well as those dangerous eyes like Shay had, the ones of a hunter, a killer, I looked down at his name tag reading…”Dutch”.

Dutch: “Tell me more”

The End

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[izzieg3987]

Chapter 6

I live! sorry for taking so long guys my mental health took a swan dive and I had exams to think of but now I'm back again with book 1. By the way, what do you guys think about the new Pokemons from Pokemon Scarlet and Violet? I really like some of them and Percy got a few new Pokemon.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8

The first thing Percy did when she finally managed to make her way through the doorway of her dorm was release Gengar and ask her if she could find her some bath supplies, she didn’t care from where. She had no problem resorting to thievery when she needed it, and having Pokemon that can turn invisible and phase through walls made theft very easy.

She released the rest of her Pokemon from their Pokeballs and let them join the others before she introduced Sableye to the rest of them. She left them to interact as she let her Panpour out of the PC and made her way to her room with him on her shoulder and Mimikyu still in her arms. She found Grim snoozing on the bed already before she walked into the connected bathroom and asked Panpour to fill the tub with Scald, then sat on the armchair in front of the fireplace that was lit by Chandelure and waited for Gengar to return. The water should cool down to a bearable degree til then, though as she petted her partner’s head she fell asleep at some point.

Stupid Housewarden Rosehearts and his stupid rules. To hell with that dorm.

That was what Ace was thinking as he passed the front gate of the Ramshackle dorm. Once he reached the front door, he started banging on it, “Oi! Percy, it’s me Ace! Just let me in, all right?!”

He waited for a response for a moment but got none, he was about to knock again, but before his knuckle could make contact with it the door slowly opened by itself.

“Percy?” he asked as he cautiously stepped inside, “Grim?”

Percy was having, probably one of the weirdest dreams she ever had, about talking playing cards painting white roses to red, before she was awakened by a loud banging noise. In her sleepy haze, she couldn’t recognize her surroundings for a second before Grim’s voice snapped her out of it.

“Myaaah… Hey, Percy…” the fiery feline said as he rubbed the sleep off his eyes, “I know it’s the middle of the night, but I think we’ve got a visitor.”

The blonde girl got up with a sigh and reached an arm for him to climb onto her shoulder, while her other arm hold Mimikyu in place.

“Maybe it’s those pesky ghosts again?” Grim asked, “They just don’t know when to quit.”

“I don’t think the ghosts would be banging on the front door Grim,” Percy said as she made her way downstairs.

“Man, the inside of the dorm is just as creepy as it’s outside” Ace muttered, then he slowly walked into a dark room, “Percy?”

Suddenly he heard something quickly run in the dark on all fours, “G-Grim? Is that you?”

“what are you doing here?”

A voice suddenly asked from behind him making him throw himself to the ground and wail in terror. “AAAAHHHHHH!”

And low and behold right in front of him was the newly appointed Housewarden herself, looking down at him with a very tired and very annoyed expression along with her partner, while her feline counterpart was laughing himself to tears.

“And how did you get in?”

“T-t-t-the d-door opened by itself,” he managed to stutter, still trying to even his breathing. He felt like his heart was trying to beat out of his ribcage.

"Of course, it did," the blonde trainer sighed and then turned to talk to the shadows of the empty room, "Guys, what did I say about scaring people you don't know?"

The sound of giggling echoed inside the room and slowly Shiinotic and Shaymin in its landform came out of the shadows.

"You two spend too much time with Mismagius, at least check out who it is before scaring them to death, you little rascals." Percy put a hand on her hip, then turned to Ace, "And again what are you doing here, gingernuts?"

"Yeah Ace?" Grim spoke from her shoulder, "It's the middle of the night!" but then he yelped when he saw the red and black object around the ginger's neck, "B-bwah! that collar!"

"I can't go back to Heartslabyul dorm," Now that he calmed himself enough to talk, his anger returning full power. "I'm joining your dorm. For good."

"Myah?! Come again?" the fiery feline shrieked.

Percy sighed again and turned around towards the kitchen, "I'll make some tea."

The tea in the kitchen was spoiled ages ago however, thankfully she always carried emergency teabags in her bag. So, after she wiped two cups with some baby wipes and asked Panpour to use scald once again, Percy served it to the fuming ginger sitting in the Ramshackle lounge.

Good thing sugar had no expiration date.

"I'd recognize that collar anywhere," Grim claimed, now sitting on one of the couches in the lounge. "It's the same one that psycho stuck on me at orientation! What'd you do to get shackled with that?"

"I ate a tart." Ace grumbled as he crossed his arms grumpily.

"You... ate a tart?" Percy, who was now sitting on the rocking chair with Mimikyu on her lap, in front of the crackling fireplace, repeated in confusion.

"Yeah, that's it! that's all I did!" he retorted, "I was a little hungry, see, so I went down to the dorm kitchen and found some tarts in the fridge. Three whole tarts! Big ones, too!"

he then told them how he ate just a slice of pie and how his Housewarden collared him on the spot.

"And... here I am."

All three of the Ramshackle residents silently stared at him for a second.

"So... The point is you're both terrible," Grim spoke first.

And Percy followed, "You really couldn't handle being alone for 10 minutes, could you?"

"You don't think that it's insane for my magic to get sealed away for eating ONE slice of tart?!" the ginger insisted. "And there were three whole tarts! THREE! It's not like he could eat 'em all himself! C'mon, you KNOW this is messed up!"

"It depends," Percy took a sip of her tea, "Was there a note on it?"

"NO!" Ace shouted, "There wasn't any NOTE!"

"Then it was fair game," the blonde shrugged, "In a place where multiple people share a kitchen, like a dorm, if you don't put your name on your food in the fridge that food belongs to all inhabitants of the dorm."

"Riiight?!"

"Yeah, but... " Grim argued, "I mean if there were three of 'em they were probably for a party. Maybe it was someone's birthday or somethin'? Lookit that! I'm, like, a master detective too!"

"A birthday party, huh...?" Ace scratched the back of his neck.

"They should write that it's for an event then, at least for the freshman" She shrugged again and then gestured to Ace, "He's gone to school for literally one day, he's not familiar with the customs of his dorm yet." she then turned to the ginger, "Did you at least apologize?"

"Wha? I thought you were on my side!" the ginger whined once again, looking very much like a grumpy child, “I’m a victim of the Housewarden's tyranny here!"

"A tyrant he may be, however, he's the only one who can take that collar off. Therefore, whether you like it or not you have no other choice but to apologize." Percy simply said as she silently sipped her tea and kept rubbing Mimikyu's chin, silently hoping for Gengar to return swiftly.

"Yeah, and don't go messin' with another man's meal in the future..." Grim started but then suddenly stopped, "Hey, wait a minute! I just realized I never got those cans of tuna the Head mage promised me!"

"All right, all right. Fine. I get that I should apologize." Ace gave in, "But you're coming with me, Percy. This was your idea, after all."

"Aww, would you like me to hold your hand like your mommy too, wittle baby?" she teased with a baby voice, but then shrugged and normally said, "But fine I have nothing better to do."

"So, anyway, you got a place for me to crash tonight?" Ace yawned and stretched after he finished the rest of his tea.

"You were serious about that?" Grim asked with a deadpan look, " Outside of the bedroom me and Percy use, this entire dump is buried under a foot of dust. So, if you wanna crash, you better start cleanin'!"

"Dude, no way! I hate cleaning!" Ace moaned, but then he grinned and slowly started to inch closer to Percy, "Just let me stay with you, Percy. I'm really slim. I won't take up much space and I can really warm you up on this cold night."

The moment he stopped talking Ace felt several eyes glaring holes in him and suddenly a growling filled the lounge.

"Mimikyu,"

*SMACK*

"OUCH!"

"Thank you, darling" she put down her empty cup and looked at the ginger boy with a red mark in the shape of The Disguise Pokemon's three-fingered appendage, that bitch slapped him all the way across the couch. "If you dread cleaning that much, this sofa has your name on it."

"Tch. You're about as flexible as a brick." the ginger grumbled.

"You either sleep on the sofa or on the outside, make your choice," Percy silenced the boy and got up from her rocking chair when she felt the familiar chill just in time to see that Gengar has arrived with an arm full of bath supplies, "Gengar, thank you, you're just in time. Now I'm off to the bath, see you in the morning, good night."

She took the supplies from The Shadow Pokemon and started to make her way toward her room with Mimikyu in her arms and Grim on their tails.

"Well, fine. The sofa it is." Ace said as he lay on the couch and tried to make himself comfortable, "Night!"

After the day she had, a lavender-scented hot bath felt like heaven, and after she made sure that the curtains were closed shut to block out the morning sun, she slipped into her comfortable nightgown, put on her sleeping mask, hugged Mimikyu on her chest and Percy was asleep the moment her head made contact with the pillow.

In the morning she woke up to Grim's screams and Phantump's giggles.

Percy sighed and took off her mask to see Grim on the ground and the Stump Pokemon pointing and laughing at him.

“Is this gonna happen every mornin’?” the little feline whined.

She lied on her back, lifted her partner up in the air, and smiled at him, “Good morning, my darling.”

Mimikyu smiled at him too, even though the Disguise Pokemon didn’t have a visible mouth she could see in his beady little eyes.

She hugged him to her chest and got out of bed. She had so much to do.

First, she got all of her Grassland, Forest, Water’-edge, Sea, and Urban Pokemon out of the PC, then she sent Gengar for a supply run while she settled her Pokemon to their new homes. Once the Shadow Pokemon came back, she, Sebastian the male Indeedee, and Blissey got to the dishes right away. While they cleaned all the cups, glasses, dishes, containers, and cutlery, Mary the female Indeedee cleaned the cabinets.

After the cleaning Percy showed her Leavanny the examples for her school uniforms that Crowley thankfully didn’t forget to send, because of her sun allergy she couldn’t just wear any fabric, it needed to be a very tight weave. Leavanny made the fabrics with Mareep’s wool, Wooloo’s fleece, Eldegoss, and Whimsicott’s cotton and then colors them with fabric dyes, cuts them with her cutters, and then sews them with her Tarountula’s strong thread. She is also the best fashion designer Percy knows.

She then grabbed the two 2.5-gallon jugs that Gengar ‘acquired’ and made her way to her Miltank and milked all her daily milk, she gave the jugs to Sebastian and walked to the berry garden to pick some Mago, Pecha, and some Pinap berries for breakfast.

She decided to make Blissey pancakes with Mago and Pecha berries and Pinap berry milkshakes. It’s called Blissey pancakes because she uses Blissey eggs instead of normal ones and as they are huge, she gets enormous amounts of pancake batter every time. Which is a good thing because she got 50 hungry mouths to feed right now.

“Myah! It smells amazing in here!”

Speaking of hungry mouths…

“Good morning Grim,” Percy said as she left the pancakes to Sebastian and started to put the Pinap berries Sneasel chopped into pure into a bowl and mixed it with Moomoo milk.

“Who are these three?” the fiery feline asked, pointing at the Happiness, the Sharp Claw, and the Cream Pokemons.

“These are Sneasel, Blissey, and Alcremie,” the blonde trainer introduced as the ruby cream with ribbon sweet Alcremie who was standing ready on the counter started to pour her cream into the bowl. Percy then gestured at the table that Mary was setting, “Go ahead sit the breakfast will be ready in a moment.”

She didn’t need to tell him twice, Grim was on one of the seats faster than a Sharpedo on the hunt.

“Where’s explody hair?” the feline asked, while Blissey using Ice Beam, formed a light blue ball of energy in front of her mouth and then fired a light blue beam at the bowl as Mimikyu mixed the milkshake, “Didn’t he woke up yet?”

“Well—” Percy started to say as she poured now ready Pinap milkshake into three tall glasses but got cut off by a loud scream that made her smile at Grim, “He’s certainly awake now.”

And on cue, a disheveled Ace ran into the kitchen with Furret, Poochyena, and Alolan Vulpix hanging on him.

“GET THEM OFF OF ME!” he shrieked as he tried to shake them off, “GET THEM OFF!”

“Okay guys, the playtime is over, your breakfast is getting cold.” She giggled at her baby Pokemons ‘antics as they let go of the ginger boy's shirt and ran to the backyard at the mention of breakfast. She then turned to Ace and gestured for him to sit, “Good morning, gingernuts. How was your sleep?”

“The couch was uncomfortable, something kept poking me all night, and I got woken up by your animals attacking me. What do you think?” he glared at her.

“Well, look at it on the bright side,” Percy took a plate full of mouthwatering pancakes and waved them under his nose then put it in front of him, making Ace’s stomach grumble, “At least you get to have a scrumptious breakfast. Now, maple syrup or chocolate sauce?”

The ginger boy looked between the sweet condiments outlined with a light blue that was floating to him courtesy of Mary, with a pout on his face, “Chocolate sauce, please.”

“Where did you get all these anyway?” he asked as he cut a piece of the pancake.

“Myah! Never mind where she got it, “Grim answered with his mouth full and his eyes sparkling from the flavor fest on his tongue, “These are so fluffy and sweet it feels like a cloud in my mouth, the cream is sweet and just the right amount of tart, it makes me feel so happy!”

“Yes,” Percy giggled and took a sip from her milkshake, “Blissey pancakes have that effect on people. I make it with Blissey eggs, they can cause a sense of bliss if you will.”

“What’s a Blissey?” Ace asked after he swallowed the piece in his mouth.

“Her.” The blonde said gesturing to the creature with a large, ovoid body with a pink upper body and white lower body. It had hair-like curls on either side of its head. White, wing-like tufts grow from its hips and shoulders, creating the impression of a dress. Its stubby arms, which it was waving at him with one of them with a warm smile, and feet were pink and lacked any digits. A small, pink pouch on its belly held a single large egg.

And Rotom, the ever so helpful servant of its queen, assisted her by opening its Pokedex app and floating up to its fellow Pokemon.

“Blissey, the Happiness Pokemon. A female-only species. Blissey senses sadness with its fluffy coat of fur. If it does so, this Pokémon will rush over to the sad person, however far they may be, to share an egg of happiness that brings a smile to any face.”  

“Yeah, basically,” Percy said before she took a bite of her pancakes and gave her Pokemon partner some too.

Ace looked like he wanted to ask another question when a loud knocking sound interrupted him. “Who is pounding on the door at this hour?!”

Just as he asked that a bird with orange and black plumage flew in and perched on Percy’s shoulder. It had a sharp, black beak, black eyes with yellow, mask-like markings behind it, and a small, pointed crest on the back of its head. Its upper side was reddish-orange, and its belly was gray. There was a flame pattern on its breast where the two colors meet. The tips and undersides of its pointed, black wings are yellow. Its legs are also black with sharp talons and two toes facing forward and one back. Two white, V-shaped markings are located near the tip of its long black tail feathers. Its tail ends in two points and has another feather sticking out of the base on each side, resembling the fletching on the end of an arrow.

“Fletch Fletch Fletchinder.” It chirped to his trainer. ‘There’s a blue-haired boy outside.’

“Is there now? Wonder what he’s doing here.” Percy hummed as she got up to answer the door.

“Is he here?”

“Good morning to you too, Deuce.” The blonde girl opened the door wider for the blue-haired boy to enter the dorm. “And yes, he’s here.”

“Morning, and I figured I’d find him here.” He said as he followed Percy to the kitchen.

“Yo! Remmington who was ı—” the ginger boy started but when he saw who it was his face turned into a scowl, “Ugh. Deuce…”

“So, you ate the Housewarden Rosehearts’ tart.” Deuce said, putting a hand on his hip, “You really are an idiot, Ace.”

“Oh, shut up! Like you’re one to talk!” the boy with the collar snapped, “Anyway,uh… Is he still mad?”

“What do you think ginger nuts?” Percy asked him then turned to Deuce, gesturing to the empty seat on the table, “Sit down, Mary would you please set a plate for him?”

“Thank you, and not at all. Maybe a touch irritated if anything. A few of our dormmates overslept this morning… but only three of ‘em got your treatment. “Deuce said while a plate slowly floated and landed in front of him along with a fork and a knife.

“You call that ‘not at all’ mad?!” Ace exclaimed, “Sounds like he’s still on the rampage, to me.”

“Well, it’s your own fault for stealing from the Housewarden and why is it so dark here?” the blue-haired boy asked as he looked around and saw that all the windows were covered with thick drapes that didn’t let even a drop of sunlight in, the rooms were illuminated by the lamps.

“Yeah, Remmington why are you avoiding the sun like a vampire?” the ginger boy asked Percy.

“Because I’d burn up like one if I go into the sun, gingernuts.” The blonde girl simply said as she put a bit more diced berries on her Pancake, surprising the three boys in front of her.

“What?” Grim asked after he finally finished his breakfast.

“I have a rare sunlight allergy called Solar Urticaria. It causes an itchy rash or hives that appear on any part of my skin if it gets exposed to the sun. the longer I stay in the sun the more serious the reaction is, it can cause anaphylaxis and that can lead to respiratory failure, seizures, shock, coma, and even death.” Percy explained, making the boys gasp. “That’s why I’ve been living nocturnally for the last 14 years but it’s obvious why I can’t maintain that habit any longer.”

“Wow,” Ace said slowly, “That sucks.”

“Yes, it most definitely does,” the trainer said while she finished the last of her pancakes, just in time for Leavanny to come in with her new uniform, “Now if you please excuse me, gentlemen, I need to get ready, and you need to quickly finish your breakfasts, it’s almost time.”  

She brushed her hair, put on her Drop Dead Red lipstick, applied her sunblock, wore her uniform, put on her backpack, grabbed her parasol, and with her loyal partner Mimikyu on her shoulder, she was ready to go.

“What do you guys think?” she asked as she walked downstairs.

The boys were flabbergasted the moment they saw her, but they didn’t need to say anything, what they were thinking was obvious from their flushed faces.

“Well then let’s not dilly-dally, or else we’ll be late.”

While the three humans walked down the Main Street, their feline companion was practically skipping with joy.

“Move it! Outta the way! Night Raven Collage student comin’ through!” Grim show off to no one in particular.

“Someone’s happy this morning,” Percy muttered to her Pokemon partner, who made a crackling sound in agreement, as she held up her parasol to shield them both from the shiny ball of skin cancer known as the sun.  

“Oh? Did my collar catch your eye? It is way better than the one you’re stuck with! You know, the one that makes it so you can’t use magic?” The feline monster then turned his fiery little head to Ace, who was not at all happy. “But hey, the school could always use another janitor! Bwahahaha!”

Mimikyu joined Grim’s laughter with his cackling too. He didn’t like the ginger boy one bit ever since he met him, so the Disguise Pokemon saw no problem in laughing at his misfortune.

“Come on you two stop torturing the poor sod,” Percy scolded them while she poorly tried to conceal her own giggling, “He suffered enough.”

“Grrrrr! Trust me Grim, when I get my magic back, your hide is first up on the chopping block!” Ace growled back.

The blonde trainer immediately stopped giggling and her smile turned into a cold scowl, “Just you try, I’ll chop you up before you can reach for your pen.”

“Didn’t the Headmage JUST tell you yesterday, no more incidents?” Deuce reminded them, “Regardless, Ace you’re not going to be able to participate in class if you can’t use magic, so why not just apologize to the Housewarden? It’s a small price to pay for having the collar removed.”

“I already told him that, why else do you think that we’re going to the Mirror Chamber?” the blonde trainer told the blue-haired boy with closed eyes, then turned to the ginger boy and gave him a condescending look behind her dark-tinted glasses, “The wittle baby needs somebody to hold his hand while he apologizes to his big scawy Housewarden.” She said with a baby voice, making her Pokemon partner cackle again.

“Aaaaarg! I hate this so! SO! Much!” Ace growled again.

“Hmm. Ya know, we do still have some time to kill before class starts. And I am kinda curious about the other dorms.” Grim said as he climbed Percy’s other shoulder, “Guess I’ll go along and scope out the place while you make with the groveling.”

“Since when did this become a field trip?!”  

 They finally reached the Mirror hall and go through the one decorated with roses, playing cards, and little mushrooms. The dorm itself wasn’t much different from its mirror, it was a red castle decorated with spades, hearts, diamonds, and clubs, surrounded by a garden full of red rose bushes and a hedge maze.

It was beautiful but it was nothing next to the garden she had back in the lavender town, which was created by her blue Florges.

“Dang, this place is swank!” Grim said with awe, “This is nothing like our dumpster of a dorm.”

“Oi, our dorm is a work-in-progress all right,” Percy scolded the feline monster, “It’s going to be bloody gorgeous when I’m finished with it.”

In the depths of the Rose Maze, there was a heavy paint smell was dominant in the air. Percy soon understood where the smell was coming from as she saw the white roses half-painted red.

“Aww yeah, I am getting my paint on! They all gotta be red, or it’s ‘off with my head’!” the group heard a voice say.

‘huh, talk about déja vu.’ Percy thought to herself.

“Ah, someone’s here.” Grim being Grim, he jumped from her shoulder and run towards the voice.

 “Grim!” the blonde trainer whisper-yelled after her fiery dorm mate.

They discovered that the owner of the voice was an orange-haired boy with a red diamond under his right eye, who was on a ladder with a paintbrush in his hands painting the white roses red.

“Huh…?” The boy turned to them when he noticed the group approaching him and got down his ladder, “You guys need something?”

“What are you doing there?” Ace asked blatantly.

“Are you blind? I’m painting these roses red,” the boy simply answered as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

“Yes, we can see that, but why?” Percy asked while she and Mimikyu simultaneously tilted their heads with curiosity.

“Ah ha ha. So naive, you put the ‘n’ in newb.” The boy laughed while light-heartedly shaking his head, but stopped when he got a good look at Ace and Deuce, “Hold the phone, I know you two! You’re the ones who broke a billion-thaumark chandelier and nearly got expelled for it, yeah?”

Both boys lowered their faces in shame.

“That chandelier is gonna haunt us till the day we graduate, isn’t it?” Ace whined.

“And YOU are also the one who ate the Housewarden’s tart that same night!” the orange-haired boy laughed, “You guys are THE hot topic around campus! I’ve gotta get in on this fleeting fame. I’m just gonna grab a selfie real quick…”

Fortunately, Percy was wearing her sunglasses or the sudden flash from that phone could blind her like the rest of the group.

“It’s cool if I post this on Magicom, right?” the boy asked but without waiting for the answer he was at it again, “Gimmie your names so I can tag you.”

“I’m Deuce Spade.”

“Ace.”

“He’s Grim, this is Mimikyu, my partner,” The blond girl introduced her companions first, then took off her glasses and was just about to introduce herself but… “And I’m—“

The orange-haired boy gasped and interrupted her, “You’re Percy The Ghost Queen!”

This made Percy furrow her brows, “How do you know that nickname?”

“You’re famous at Magicam!” the boy exclaimed excitedly.

“But I don’t have a Magicam,” the girl said in a not any less confused tone.

“Yeah, you do. See?” he said as he pointed his phone to her face, “You became famous overnight!”

On the phone, a video was playing. A video of her commanding her Glacion to aim an Ice Beam at the ground and her Pokemon jumping and landing on a perfectly made arctic rose. Her old Pokemon Contest recordings.  

“But how?” How could her contest recordings get uploaded to a social media platform of this reality? She then heard a giggling coming from her backpack. Of course. She shut her eyes, “Rotom!”

 “Nevertheless,” She shook her head and gained back her composure, “I am Percy Remmington, it’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance.”

“Uploaded! Sweet.” He turned off his phone and put it away, then turned to the group, “Oh, I’m Cater Diamond, by the way. I’m a junior here at Heartslabyul. But Cater is fine. Or Cay-Cay if you’re cray-cray! Soooo nice to meetcha!” the boy, Cater, winked at her, which made Mimikyu growl and started to glow with an angry blue aura again.

Just when he was about claw out the orange-haired boy for daring to flirt with his trainer, Percy stopped him by raising her hand, “Now, now love let’s not make a traumatic first expression.”

“Ah, you’re also our first female student and the beastmaster Housewarden of that so-called Ramshackle Dorm, right?” Cater crossed his arms, “Like, I can’t believe you actually live there! It’s all gloomy and looks like hot garbage on Magicam. No filter could salvage THAT dump.”

“Y’know, you’ve done nothin’ but diss us here, pal!” Grim growled while crossing his arms.

“Gah, what am I doing? I don’t have time to chat!” Cater’s eyes widened when he noticed the time, “The party’s tomorrow. If we’re not ready, it’s ‘off with my head’! hey, you kids wanna help me paint some roses?”

“Yeah, uh … Why are you doing that again exactly?” Ace asked.

“Because red roses are so much more photogenic! Or… something…? And after that, I’ve gotta start getting things ready for the big croquet tournament. And that means coloring all the flamingos.” The orange-haired boy sighed.

Percy didn’t get it, if you want red roses just plant red roses. It’s easier than painting all of them yourself and smells better too. And while talking about not getting it…

“You’re colorin’ flamingos now? Isn’t anything the right color around here?!” Grim grumbled.

“This flamingo you’re speaking of can’t be a tall, avian creature with a pink rounded body and Wings, a long neck that’s tied into a knot at the base and long thin white legs with webbed feet, a white face, a curved beak with a black tip by any chance can it?” The blonde girl asked curiously.

And it got really silent all of a sudden.

“Uh… Yeah.” Deuce answered slowly, “Except for the knotted neck. Why?”    

“Huh, what do you know maybe our realities have some similarities after all.” Percy mumbled to herself thinking about the Synchronize Pokemon Flamigo, then turned to Cater, “Nevermind that, why are you dyeing live animals? Those better be non-toxic dye and what are they even doing in a croquet tournament?”

“Don’t worry we use magic to change their colors, it’s totally safe.” The orange-haired boy reassured her, “And they are needed for hitting the balls, it’s all in the rules you see.”

“Okay, aside from the flamingos, now it’s coming into focus, Ace.” Deuce said, wanting to keep the ball rolling, “That tart you ate must have been for the Housewarden’s birthday. That explains his reaction!”   

“Hm? Oh, no, it’s not Riddle’s birthday.” Cater corrected his underclassmen.

“It’s not?” Ace asked, clearly done with this conversation, “Then whose birthday is it?”

 “It isn’t anyone’s birthday.” The orange-haired boy answered smiling cheekily at them, “Tomorrow is our dorm’s traditional unbirthday party. It’s a special tea party we throw when no one has a birthday—if the Housewarden feels like it.”

“And why would you do that?” Ace yelped.

“Again with the questions!” Cater cut him off, waving his magic pen around, “Listen, I need these roses to be red. Like yesterday. Can’t you guys help out with magic or something? Oh, but Ace is on magical house arrest and Percy is a total normie, so you two better stick to paint.”

“Hmph,” Percy gave him an airy laugh but her emerald green eyes remained cold upon the normie comment, “Well, this normie is not a member of your dorm so,” she said as she walked up to a nearby bench and sat down gracefully, “She doesn’t have to help with anything, meaning; she will just sit here in the shade while you boys do what you do.”

She wasn’t about to be tricked into doing anyone’s job for them, thank you very much.

“Recolor the roses with magic…” Deuce muttered to the unfamiliar practice nervously.

“Can’t say I’ve ever done this before,” Grim said unsurely, he could agree with his Housewarden and go sit in the corner, but he did want to try. He was going to be the best mage ever, he could do this with his eyes closed.

“Relax, it’ll be fine. You got this!” Cater encouraged his underclassmen, “But maybe do it before I lose my head? K-thankx!”

While Deuce and Grim were hilariously failing at their jobs by either turning the roses into the wrong color or literally setting them on fire. Percy calmly scratched Mimikyu’s chin, who was still glaring at the orange-haired boy.

“You really don’t like him, huh dear?” she asked her partner as she watched the boys. “Me too. he’s simply too superficial and smily.”

 “Red… Red… BAM!” Deuce tried to do the spell but yelped when the flower turned into the wrong primary color once again. “Wh-whoa! It turned blue?!”

“Change, o foul color! Change! AHA!” Grim chanted loudly, but he too failed to turn the white rose red. “BWAH! The rose caught on fire!”

Percy sighed at the idiocracy of her classmates and turned her head to stare deeper at the maze, but her eyes widened at the familiar sight of a Budew. The Bud Pokemon was just minding its business waddling inside the maze and just when she was about to go after it, Cater’s loud voice interrupted her train of thought.

“Wow!” the orange-haired boy awed at the boys’ failures. “You’re even less competent than I thought.”

“Yo, maybe you should just leave the roses white!” Ace snapped back at him, “They look perfectly pretty ‘n stuff to me.”

“It’s a matter of tradition.” Cater explained, “You can’t have an unbirthday party without the roses being red. And you can’t play croquet without seven-colored flamingos as mallets and a hedgehog for a ball. Oh, but of course, the roses need to be white when the garden flowers put on their spring concert. That’s absolutely crucial.”

“All your rules are completely insane!” Grim whined.

And Percy agreed with him. Kinda. The rules were odd sure but a day of just having a tea party and playing croquet with a weird version of Flamigos and whatever a hedgehog was, sounded very pleasant to her. She earned her living by battling super-powered creatures, playing croquet with them was nothing to that.

“They say the Queen of Hearts made up these rules herself—she was one of the Great Seven, you know. And Riddle is all about tradition. Probably more than previous Housewardens, T-B-H.” Cater told them cheerfully, but then he guiltily scratched the back of his head, “I’ll admit that he’s well… a bit extra.”

“Yeah, no kidding. I sure don’t have time for this nonsense.” Ace said finally realizing the time. “Is Riddle here? I gotta talk to him.”

“Yeah, probably.” Hummed the orange-haired boy, “But are you sure that’s wise? Did you even bring an apology tart to replace the one you ate?”

“Uh, no…?” the ginger scratched behind his ear, “I came here first thing in the morning!”

“Ah ah ah… That could be a problem.” Cater warned him, “Have you forgotten rule 53? ‘Stolen items must be replaced.’ If you’re not in compliance, I can’t let you in.”

“Are you serious?!” Ace argued.

“All dorm residents must obey the rules. If I let you slide, it would be off with my head next! I hate to say it, Ace, but I’m gonna need you to leave before Riddle spots you. Thanx.” The orange-haired boy got out his magic pen and was seemingly ready to fight.

“I… think this guy is for real.” Ace yelped turning to the rest of his group, “You guys, do something!”

“Why should WE do anything?” Deuce shouted back.

“C’mon, please! I can’t use magic! Hurry, he’s—“

Before he could finish Percy was already on her feet. She finally had a reason to beat that annoying fake smile off of the orange-haired boy’s face.

“Mimikyu, Shadow Ball!”

And before he knew it, a ball of black and purple energy with black static around it collided with Cater’s chest and sends him flying back.

When he managed to stand on his feet again, he somehow cloned himself.

“Hm, you’re spamming Double Team on me huh?” Not the most honorable of tactics but it is effective, “Well two can play that game. Mimikyu, Double Team then Wood Hammer!”

With the command of his trainer, Mimikyu’s body glowed white and he created multiple copies of himself then his and the copies’ stick-like tails grew larger and became surrounded by a whispy, dark-purple aura; they then strike their tails hard onto the Cater clones multiple times.

The copies tried to fight the Disguise Pokemon but ultimately his magic pen flew off of his hand, his copies disappeared and Cater was on his butt on the ground once again.

Percy picked up the pen from where it fell and pointed it to the orange-haired boy’s face with a cruel grin. “Did you have enough or would you like to try again?”

Cater gulped nervously, of course, what was he thinking? Even though she was magicless, she was a Housewarden. People don’t become Housewardens just because, they had to be powerful in some way. And her power was her familiars, she was a Beastmaster after all.

He saw how powerful her familiars were in those videos and he didn’t want to find out what else she got up her sleeve the hard way.

“Nope, the lesson learned,” he put his hands up in surrender smiling nervously, “but I still can’t let him in unless he comes back with a tart. Sorry.”

“Very well,” Percy dropped the pen on his lap and turned to the ginger, “Ace needs to find a tart.”

“What?!” Ace argued.

“It’s only fair.” She picked up Mimikyu from the floor and put her sunglasses back on as she turned around to walk back to the Mirror Chamber, “Now come on the class is about to start.”

“Do make sure to bring that tart next time, m’kay?” Cater waved as they left, “Buh-bye now!”

“Was that guy for real?!” Ace growled as they walked to the front of the dorm.

“He cloned himself, maybe he was using some kind of illusion magic?” Deuce guessed.

“So let me get this straight: we walked in there, totally tartless, but this dude still made us do that whole song and dance before throwing us out?” Ace summarised, “He just wanted to make us paint his stupid roses!”

“We sure look like a bunch of chumps.” Grim crossed his arms. “Wish Mimikyu scratched the hell out of him.”

  “You’re just gonna have to suck it up, and bring a tart next time gingernuts.” Percy said calmly,” I can only do so much for you. In the meantime pick up the pace the class is about to start.”

“Myah! I don’t wanna get a blemish on the first day of my glorious Night Raven education!” Grim said as he quickly climbed on Percy’s shoulder, “Shake a leg, chumps! To the classroom pronto!”

“Hey, so what class are you guys in, anyway?” Ace asked as they ran, “You’re freshmen too, right?”

“The Headmage said we’re in Class 1-A in his text.” The blonde girl answered.

“Hey, that’s the same one I’m in.” Deuce informed them, “We got Potionology for the first period.”

“Oh ho, yeah! That sounds awesome!” Grim cheered.

[teamsunfluff]

Inari: (in a hushed voice) Careful, there's something coming! Can you leave the dungeon? Teleport out maybe?

Avin looked over at Inari before catching sight of the approaching light. "Ah-! Right. They would've packed me an Escape Orb for sure. It' just got to be in my bag somewhere."

Avin began to shuffle around in their bag searching through the items before producing a small glowing blue orb. "Here we go..." Holding it out, Avin tapped it with their paw. "Please, put your paws here. It'll get us all out if we're touching it."

Avin waited for all those present to do so before tapping the orb again. The orb began glow brighter for a moment before fading into darkness. "What? Oh no no no. Something's wrong. Is the psychic gem worn out? Did the dungeon disable my items when I came in?"

Avin frantically looked towards the glow that grew ever brighter. They set their jaw and turned their gaze back towards Inari. "Stay here, stay hidden. If the blight sees you, run. But otherwise, don't move. I'll lead them off. Once the coast is clear, follow the scratch marks on the tree to the entrance. You should be able to pass through it to escape."

Hopping out from the bushes, Avin landed directly in the path of another blight: a Sawsbuck. Avin grimaced a little. Normal/Grass type, of course. That meant their plan of hitting the blight with Nightmare and running wasn't an option. That left only one choice. Digging their feet into the ground, Avin took in a deep breath and began to channel in energy from the nearby areas. Their flowers on their body let off a rainbow sheen as energy began to coalesce in front of their mouth.

The Sawsbuck blight took notice of Avin and began to charge, but by then it was too late. With a loud crack, the Shaymin let off a powerful Dragon Pulse, shattering the Sawsbuck blight into nothing but light particles. Avin looked back at the others hidden in the brush. "Go! Now! The blights definitely heard that and you don't have much time!"

A chilling howl echoed through the air as the Houndoom blight from before came barreling through the brush. Before Avin could react, the blight sunk its jaws into their hedge and threw them into a nearby tree.

Help Avin?

Alert Kaji?

[gracifleur]

rewatching giratina & the sky warrior thinking about the distortion world & how its just made up of sections of places from various times, twisted pathways & stairs, buildings & such. adding into what little we see in the game where its all bits of land. i wanna throw more into this & up the horror elements of this bc this is a terrifying space. its darkness & twinkling stars as if you are caught falling into wonderland ala alice, except your stuck in between reality & the next. that other reality never comes, you are there in swirling darkness a black hole & its hard to breathe, it feels hard to breathe. you move slow as if stuck in thick fog, the wetness clinging to your skin however youre bone dry. you can see perfectly, your vision is blurry. it’s so quiet, yet everything echos. every sound, every step. it’s easy to move on land, yet if you jumped you could float off in any direction weightless completely unaffected by gravity. time does not feel real, each second feels like minutes, minutes an hour. every landmass is different, filled with trees bushes cliffs. all seasons at once, all states of decay. crumbling ruins from long ago, pristine temples & shrines from the same era next to rusted metal skyscrapers shattering glass reclaimed by the earth. the distance holds a skyline to a city you have never been yet it feels completely like home. the water is cool yet it looks as if it’s steaming hot, glowing sickly colors. everything is muted, everything is neon.

you are being watched. giratina knows every step you take.

there is an area that mocks the flower paradise flowers that look like gracideas but they aren’t right. they are wrong. they make you worry, yet the creatures that rest within the blooms & weeping trees seem to pay no mind.  imitations made by this worlds king so that visiting shaymin can come in peace, for shea to have a place to be when she comes visit her kin. there is a small cabin that was clearly ripped from a moment in time that looks hisuian in nature resting between willows that are covered in ivy. in the distance of this little island one can see the shadow of giratina hovering ever so close by.

[ask-the-guardian-of-the-seas]

(Here’s how i’ma do this, If you want to do a purely in heat thread with our muses then like this! since hey spring and if i’m gonna suffer in the heat then these guys are gonna suffer WITH a heat. You can specify pokemon or human form.)

[bloodofthecovenants]

STARTER CALL: SIDE MUSES

(And here’s the starter call for side muses. - Vita (Shiny lugia - Bede’s mother) - Will all take place in past - Drusil (Human - Bede’s father) - Will all take place in past - Chione (Articuno - Eos (Moltres) - Typhon (Zapdos) - Echo (Shaymin) - Clover (Treecko/grovyle - Dependent on set time)

[nekoyugito]

April 2018 Requests

[kurtisthesnivy]

Smol bean Also you know I had to do it to her.

[vaugarde]

Why did they feel the need to point out Tsareena’s absence from the malie arc but not Brionne’s :(

[phantomguild]

Doodles based on this Munday ask I did

Acacia and Echo chilling at the café, with Echo just questioning it’s life choices (ft. Chicory from @shaymincafe​)

Mint bombarding Dravol with about a million and one questions about dragons. (ft. Dravol from @asksavel​) (I’m bad at properly scaling height so Mint is suddenly twice as big as normal)

[floaroanemoia]

📂 x 3 ( optional : have one of them be related to the word “ teacher ”, in any way! )

Send “📂“ for a random yet completely useless headcanon I have || Accepting @distortsverity

     When it comes to Sarana’s singing-- one with a lilting kind of aspect to it (an example)-- it was not a skill that she taught herself. Rather, it was something she picked up from her father, from whom she also inherited her mediumship-related abilities from. It was something they would sit down with after the sun had set and practice. Something he used to teach Sarana about the myths and legends passed down for thousands of years but had never been written down. They are the same songs she honed after venturing out on her own, and can be heard occasionally echoing over the mountains.

     He taught her songs that were essentially orphic hymns or love letters to Hisui, nature, Shaymin, and the pantheon in general. If not that, then cautionary tales relating to their beliefs or specific, dangerous locations. And they are ones Sarana holds extremely close to her chest, yearning to pass down to her own future child(ren), biological or not, as her father did, and his mother, and so forth had.

     When not wearing her characteristic white cloak, it can usually be found being worn by her Mismagius, Scilla-- and quite proudly, too. The two share an almost sister-like relationship, and while the ghost-type does not feel the cold, being able to mimic the person she hold such a close bond with is something the pokemon takes great joy in. She can be found floating about, voicing beneficial incantations following similar melodies to the ones Sarana sings-- ones that are believed to protect those nearby from misfortunate.

     When it comes to wanting to conceal herself from other people and pokemon, Sarana is practically set. Both her Zoroark and Mismagius are capable of producing powerful illusions in their own rights, and so the two will work together to set up something that is extremely difficult to find fault in to the average eye. Something that will hide them all, yes, but also deter any unwanted creatures from approaching where they are without so much as having to raise a finger. And, for the most part, it is a very successful way of hiding-- especially if Sarana is tending to someone or something that has been hurt.

[mairodia]

All of the sketches I did last week! Wanted to submit them quite a while ago but tumblr was being stupid. I drew a lot of old Pokemon gijinka OCs this week, was feeling a bit nostalgic. Gijinkas are so fun to make!

Also there is fire emblem, of course. As always.

[consacro]

@distorted-gathering​

It arguably shouldn’t have taken as long  to get back to the Temple as it should have, but Rahi supposed that’s what happened when one tried to return without knowing directions. Their best chance was trying to find Homura again, but even then the sheer distance made it hard to go straight home.

It was already past sunrise of the following day. The poor Tapu hadn’t been trying to get back all night, had they? No, undoubtedly Cupcakes wouldn’t have allowed that, especially of a child.

“Oh! It’s home!”

..Oh. Even Rahi seemed genuinely surprised when they found the right island. Looking back at the taller woman, they motioned for her to follow, dissipating into a flurry of pink leaves as their small shaymin-looking form bounced across the worn pathway.

Daddy? Daddy I’m back!

Their voice echoed, rippling through the air as they made a beeline into the only building in sight, resembling an oversized cathedral.

“...Mm? Rahi? Did you get lost? You could have summoned Empress to retrieve you.”

He sounded no worse for wear, luckily. There was a quiet laugh as he coddled the small child, pausing when he caught sight of the certain Giratina. Who was this human? ...No. She wasn’t human. There was a long pause as weary golden eyes squinted at her for a beat before the golden bird finally sat up from his human-sized futon and spoke up.

“Cupcakes?”