For the sake of combining two fixations, imagine a Hatchetfield Charlie and the Chocolate Factory AU. Wiggly Wonka... sniggles instead of Oompa Loompas. Grace as Augustus (I understand the lack of correlation but I can spice things up a bit, instead of her going to the chocolate river herself I imagine she gets booted into it by somebody else [LINDA, COUGH] for being preachy about how the factory promotes gluttony). Zoey as Violet, Linda as Veruca, Barry as Mike, and Hannah as Charlie... somebody hear me out.
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Anyone else notice that the morning after Phaya escapes the hospital and shows up at Tharns place, he is wearing suspiciously well fitting pants?? Arguably pants that are a little looser fit than he would normally wear? Pants that no way in hell would fit our smol Tharn?
So I ask you, I posit to you… for science…
After the too small pants incident did Tharn make a point of having a larger pair of pants in his wardrobe in case Phaya stayed over again??
Did he buy the pants before they actually got together??
These are the hard hitting questions I’m here to ask…
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DTIYS Submission!
Dtiys held by: @ampreh
I love flowers now
This was actually fun to do tbh, I really loved the color scheme going on and all. Especially when I did the flowers c: I wasn't expecting that flowers could actually be very fun to draw (and therapeutic) and this was my first time, welll...Drawing any kind of flora in an illustration. So yeah, new stuff and alot of thoughts while I was doing this dtiys.
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head in hands. my little self-indulgent Pokemon AU fic is giving me A Headache. It's set in Kalos (vaguely following the plot of the games except some stuff is revamped bc Fuck You) and I've got three options for the climax.
a) The Pokeball Factory and Master Ball acquisition (fitting for Vex and Percy and comes at the point where they go from rivals to friends, but means I have to edit/axe the foreshadowing about Vex getting *BLANK* and they're only just barely friends)
b) The Team Flare* defeat (means tying the box legend Moment to the evil team which is Satisfying, but I worry that'll go beyond my scope of 'hehe look at them they're Rivals <3' also fuck you Ripley I don't want to write you)
c) After the Pokeball factory, but before Team Flare* defeat (involving the box legend, not based on a canon games moment which Irks me but was my OG plan because it has nods to several C1 moments. feels like it has too many loose ends wrt Team Flare* still running around)
so... help?
(for anyone curious about the WIP, a snippet under the cut ;3)
“It’s a Heavy Ball,” Percival explains. “They are usually produced by artisans in Johto, but I figured there must be a way to replicate the properties of the apricots with more modern methods.” He pauses for breath. “In theory, it should excel at catching larger - well. Heavy Pokémon.” She thinks it's pretty self-explanatory, but the clarification is oddly appreciated. “I made it for you.”
Vex’s mouth feels dry. She reaches out and Percy tips the grey and blue Pokeball into her palm. It definitely feels heavy, though maybe she’s just lightheaded. “Thank you, darling.”
“You’re welcome.” He doesn’t sound smug, for once.
There’s a moment where they fidget awkwardly, not watching eachother or the battle (Sneasel just screeched something fierce) and only looking at the Heavy Ball. Vex is frantically considering what to do - how do you thank your arrogant rival for a gift? Do you shake hands? Wave and see them on their way? Kiss their cheek? - when Percival coughs in his fist.
“I thought it might help,” he says. “I mean - the shared Flying-type does make you very vulnerable to its weaknesses. A good Steel or Fighting type could help with several.”
The appropriate response, she decides, would be to punch him in his stupid mouth. But she’s holding a gift weighty enough to be considered a blunt force weapon, so Vex settles for seething, “Excuse me?”
He continues to dictate what her team composition should be like: “I’m not saying you have to catch one of those - or even a Rock-type! Not if you don’t want to.” His fingers twitch anxiously for something to do, like maybe tie his noose tighter. “I, ah, might not have even completed the mechanism correctly. Maybe you could… test it out for me? Let me know if it works as intended?”
If she’s throwing the Heavy Ball at anything, it’s his stupid big head.
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