#i have found it in the skitty tag

[a-box-full-of-eneco]

look at this really cool Skitty/Litwick/Chingling fusion @amberlea-draws did Whenever i saw it i felt i must draw it i love candle skitty, the chingling addition is perfect i am sleep deprived today but here is some doodles regardless

[dark-type-appreciator]

Intro post! :3

Hello! Like my description says, I'm Liam! I'm 16 and I found this website a while back and decided to finally make an account!!! I really like dark type pokemon (bet you could guess that XD), and I'm always open to talk about them! I also really like other catmons ^w^ curse of being a warrior skitties fan I guess...

I also like drawing, warrior skitties, and roleplaying! I have other interests but those are my main ones! I play games sometimes, but I'm not very good at them x_x

I'm not really a pokemon trainer… I only have one pokemon haha! His name is Goldie, and he's a purrloin! He's kind of a cranky old man but he loves me!

umm, what else? I get confused sometimes, please be patient, I'm autistic (and other things). Same goes the other way around!! If u need me to rephrase something, please tell me! Also i misspell things a lot, auto correct is my best friend. Hopefully its not too bad!

Oh! Also I am a furry! :3 I almost forgot to mention that asjhdjahs

Here's my pokesona!

not the best reference, it's kinda old... Maybe I'll redo it someday!

Also- if we're friends, pls tag any bug types!… I have a really bad phobia of them, and I don't wanna see them at all. Thank you!!!

also- look look look!!

They're friends.. :3

[OOC under the cut]

Actias (@act11as) back at it again... Oh boy! OOC posts will be tagged as #ooc and #moth's yapping to avoid confusion.

All triggering content will be tagged as "#[word] tw" for better blacklisting. Please contact me if I miss something or you need something tagged.

‼ This blog will have heavy themes! including mental illness, gaslighting, (witnessed) domestic abuse, emotional abuse, child neglect, Past physical abuse, and generally dysfunctional and unhealthy family and friend dynamics ‼ [This blog is heavily connected to @sound-type-advocate, highly recommend following if you want the full story.]

Boundaries

Self-insert Fallers, do not interact. There is a certain level of unreality I can handle and self-insert fallers cross that threshold. I will block over this, be warned. Everyone else is fine to interact!

NSFW COMMENTS WILL NOT BE TOLERATED. Mod is a minor, even if muse is an adult!

IN CHARACTER anon hate is okay! I have the right to not answer anything, and if you're ever unsure, feel free to ask.

Extra:

Pelipper Mail, un-mail, and Malice are off currently! You may be able to convince him to turn it on!

Mystery Gifts are closed! Though if this and Pelipper mail were to open, this one is preferred!

Musharna mail, and Musharna malice are always on! Magic anons are off.

Organizational Tags!

Liam Chatters - General post tag! As long as he's saying something in the text portion, it'll be tagged. Reblog! ^w^ - Reblog tag. Pretty self explanatory Future Sight (queue) - Queued posts tag! Again pretty self explanatory. Liam used Doodle! - Art tag! Liam's art will be tagged as this, for those who want to see it. Foresight - Out of character tag. It marks posts that will potentially be important in the future. This can range from his opinions on things to heavy lore posts! Good tag to read through if you think you're missing something!

Friend Tags! (Tags for friends!)

#Tari mention - tag for Tari from @/pokemoncryptids #faith is friending - tag for Faith from @/faithispokemoning #rare sprig appearance - Tag for Sprig... Who does not have a public account! they're Liam's friend however.

ONGOING ARCS:

Nothing named!

PAST ARCS/EVENTS:

#Lucy Strikes! - One of Liam's friends stole his phone while they were supposed to be visiting. General warnings for bullying. #Mask Off Arc - Shorter arc involving the aftermath of the previous event. Liam started to open up a little more, and hey! Mask reveal! (subject to be renamed, could be used for something more important currently)

Blocklist:

These are blogs Liam has blocked in-character! usually for lore reasons! these are not blogs that have personally been blocked, feel free to interact on anon if you're on this list!

@/tinkatinktrain

@/sound-type-advocate

[murkrowpaw]

//hello! this is a muse roleplaying as the muse’s own OC. this may get a bit confusing, so true out of character brackets will look like the ones im using right now, and out of character brackets used by the muse will be indicated through {brackets like these}. anything else that needs to be explained will probably be explained in the in-character pinned.//

Hello! I am Murkrowpaw of RiverClan!

//plaintext: Hello! I am Murkrowpaw of RiverClan!//

I am a medicine cat apprentice and learning all the medicine cat herbs! It is so fun! I am so excited to be a medicine cat!

I love learning new things and meeting other Pokemon! That’s why I made this blog! I also love to swim!

I’m afraid of fire! I don’t like it at all!

{Hello! Mod Blue here! Xe/xem! ٩(^ᗜ^ )و ´- }

{This is my rp blog! Follows and likes come from @electric-pokemon-appreciator! ⚡} //they actually come from @unovian-skies.//

{I know Warrior Skitty differs across universes so here's my canon:

Animals exist! That's what they eat!

They can’t really understand humans that well! They call them Twolegs!

They do understand other Pokémon, though! Sometimes one will even join a clan, though this is rare.

Warrior Skitty come in a lot more colours and patterns than regular Skitty! They can be pretty much any colour found in nature!}

{Lemme know if there’s anything else that needs to be added to that list!}

{Also! This rp blog is set sometime before the first arc! No Fireheart, no SkyClan, no lake territory!}

{Have fun!}

//Hey. Mod Windy here. That’s what I’ll call myself. They/them :)

Welcome to this very confusing blog.

If there’s any questions about this, feel free to ask! Specify if you’re talking to me or Blue, though.

Would like to say again that Blue is a muse, too. You can find the blog where I rp as xem at @electric-pokemon-appreciator.

If you want to make a blog similar to this, feel free! Just let me know, I’d love to make this an actual thing :)

I’m using the #warrior skitty irl and #warrior skitty tags for this! I’d like those to be the ones used for similar blogs, too. I’ll also be using the Pokémon irl tags until I settle if I should use them or not.

There’ll also be Blue-style tags, because I feel like xe’d use them.

Dividers from: here. Image at the beginning of the pinned from Unsplash. Banner and profile picture by Windy.//

[skrub-dubs]

Don't think too hard 'bout the pfp, it's an old photo-

Heya there, I'm.. Skrub. Seriously. No, I don't want a name change, I can't even think of what I'd change it to

Born and raised in Orre, scraping by as comfortably as I can, decided to try out Rotumblr after fleeing from a significantly worse social media. Hope I can make some buds here!

Current pokemon:

Medicham, my oldest teammate. Has no official nickname but I tend to call them gramps or "Cham-Chams". Retired old fart <3

Bowler, my Golem. Wonderful fella. A lot smaller than usual golems! Raised him from an egg, really popular around town because he likes to nap about the Agate zen garden whenever I let him out on a roll.

Baps Jr., A goofy wobbafett. No thoughts behind his eyes. Got them from a friend in the past, and has been with me ever since. Loves pretending to be a bunch of things, loves rain.

The Baby, a shiny baby Cacnea nub I almost tripped on out in the desert. Name is not subject to change. She's grown out of her pot and now has nubs to take her every which way.

Luna, found as a stray Orrish Skitty. Evolved into a Purmajesty after she stole a moon stone. She's gonna have to get used to being giant now, but she's still just as feisty and eager to battle.

Han, a Clamperl. Very round. Very sleepy. Very shiny shell. He's been improving greatly with his health. Appears to be some kind of specialty breed.

Morticia, Gomez, and the Tiktaks. Morticia and Gomez are two joltik that used to belong to my buddy @/iheartnimbassacity. They decided they wanted to move in and have kids. Holding onto them and their 7 hatchlings. They love bein in my hair and raiding my battery stash.

Menace the Carnivine, a Purple Haze Carnivine adopted from @/corkycare of team phobia. He's a mischievous lil fella and I love him. Likes spinning on ceiling fans and chewing on me.

Greenie the Sunflora, a greenburst variant Sunflora adopted from the goldenrod ecological society after Luvdisc day. She's an absolute cuddle bug and the team accepted her immediately. Has started to join Chams during his meditation sessions.

Pippin the Applin, an Applin adopted also from the GES, as they were a rejected Luvdisc Day gift. He's an absolute snob when it comes to fruit, and won't tolerate me keeping anything other than HIS apples on the counter. Orre's most famous dragon.

Caprisun the Orrish Delibird, caught her after she happened to save my life for the second time. She's a real sweetheart. Always tryin her best to help people around her. She's been getting along great with the team - especially with Chams. The two of them have been meditation buds.

Yuri the Palossand/Arbok fusion. Almost killed me. Now it just sleeps and hangs out with Capri. They're beach buds. Also I didn't come up with that name. Blame the wizard.

Jupiter the Unown, "🪐 form"???? M' gonna need to document a lot about this fella. Seems to be a feathery guy. Can spin and whip up some real strong wind. Wonder how strong...

//ooc under cut!

(// HI LMAO THIS IS THE FIRST TIME IN FOREVER THAT IVE DONE A BLOG LIKE THIS SO GO EASY!! Blog name and this intro post is very much subject to change lmao

My main is @star-aether and so I follow from there! I go by Penny or whatever else you wanna call me! Nsfw and suggestive jokes are fine too, feel free to block the tag(if I remember to tag)! Skrub (here's his Bulbapedia page btw) is just some random ass ex-cypher peon in his 40s now, was 20 when he got beaten into the ground by Wes and he's still getting shit for his name. People recognize it that well djdhdjdb

Was very much inspired by blogs like @realpokemon, @triple-aaa-batteries-pkm, @nerdpokemonheadcanons, and a buncha others ehehe))

[wingsofachampion]

I think I've found the channel for Animator vs Animation!

I think it'd be fun to post about my thoughts on it as I watch, like I did when I was reading Warrior Skitties!

//OOC below the cut.

Hello, and here we are, with another in-character liveblog! This time for Tropius watching the Animator vs Animation series!

I love this webseries, and I'm really excited to have Tropius experience it!

The tag for this will be "tropius watches ava".

I hope you all enjoy!

[freeroaming-curiosity]

Hiya! My name’s Opportunity, but you can call me Oppy. She/her or they/them, living in between dimensions with my friends! (so I could really be in any region) (I’m traveling Hoenn right now though). My friend Quasar got me set up on here, huge thanks! And yes, I am a shapeshifter. I can turn into just about anything. It’s cool!

So a bit about me. Well, I was artificially created as one of many shape-shifting slaves to be sold in stores across the corporate nation of VermilineCorp. The factory I was made at doubled as a place for training us to be the perfect servants, and it was… not nice. I endured years of it. Needless to say that’s not what I wanted for myself, so I escaped through a Door into the Dimensional Nexus. But I got pretty badly hurt while running. Lucky for me my best friend Quasar found me and brought me to this world, where I healed and gained my freedom, for real this time. (I’ve had bad experiences with false hope)

Now that I’m in a world that doesn’t hate me, and I’m free to live as I wish, I’m traveling the world to see all the cute pokemon in it! I love nature and cute things, and this world has lots of those! And since I have a rotomblr of my own now, why not post about the things I see? I’m also exploring the Nexus with my friends sometimes too, so there’ll be posts about that too. 

My Pokemon (so far):

Vinebud, a beautiful Serperior

Genesis, a Red Gyrados who loves flying

Celsius, a strong, stoic Cryogonal

Jutsu, an energetic Ninjask

Echo, a laid-back Shedinja

Candela, a Shiny Chandelure from a place called Wonderland, who seems to love books

Powerfist, a Metagross with an excellent sense of direction

Strelka, a unique pokemon called a Silvally

Alto Missile, a Skitty

Here’s me! ^u^

Seems the Variable Free is coming into her own. This will be a delight to observe. And what's this? Visitors? Well then, allow me to introduce myself: Baron Twyst Von Jokewyld at your service. But what's in a name? That's for me to know. Now that our little shapeshifter has gained her freedom she has quite the journey ahead of her, together with the astronaut lost and their company, and I have my role to play in that. I'll also be posting on here, when the fancy strikes me. Ask as much as you want, I'll see what I feel like answering!

//OOC under the cut

//OOC: Hiyo! Call me Cyber. I use they/them, I’m over 18, and while I’m getting better at RP I still struggle with social anxiety so please be nice (in-character hate is fine)

I’m still learning so if I mess up don’t hate me

Events and plotlines are 100% OK and encouraged. I might even have my own later

Pelipper Mail and Malice are both on, as is Magic Anons, and interaction is encouraged

Sentient pokemon are welcome here

The usual tag warnings and DNI apply for a PokeRP blog, also for this blog specifically there’s a blanket warning for Homestuck, and a few warnings for liminal spaces as well.

Also yes I use Gacha Club. If that's a problem I'm sorry

Facts about Oppy:

Oppy is part of the Nebula Incursionists (see @nebula-incursionists-official )

Oppy is technically a faller so she still has much to learn about the pokemon world

Oppy is a shapeshifter, but was conditioned to never shapeshift except in certain ways. She’s still working on overcoming that conditioning

Despite how cheerful she may seem Oppy is a sensitive soul. She was frequently abused at the factory she was made at, and so has a number of traumas and other things to live with

On the note above Oppy will not under any circumstances use strong language due to personal reasons (nor will I due to past trauma). She is ok with people swearing around her however, as long as it’s not aimed at her maliciously

[skittidyne]

It's been two months!! How are you feeling? How are sales going? Have you found a name for a sequel? What can we do to help?

you're very sweet anon!

i just checked the sales (that i can easily access) because i haven't for awhile, and not after that book blog tour i tried, and it only serves to remind me that ingramspark is very confusing with their sales reports.

BUT. if i'm doing my math correctly and ingramspark isn't doing something really stupid, then i've very much broken triple digits on my sales!

not only that, but WOAH NELLY WHAT IS THIS

i... actually don't know what that is. it can't be just my books, because i only have one available through them. but it seems hard to believe that it's #2 overall?? i'm not selling that much. (yet!!) but it makes for a really neat screenshot to take! it also gave me a little gold ribbon on my book thumbnail :'3

i have NOT found a title, and i hate that Very Much, but that's also something i can't ask for outside advice on because holy legality batman.

THAT SAID. here is a list of ways to help your local skitty author with her local guides to the supernatural:

REVIEW. review my books on amazon and goodreads and wherever else you want!

TELL PEOPLE TO BUY MY BOOK! friends, family, libraries, your boss who is cool with queer content and swearing, and maybe your influencer cat who makes more money than you or i will ever dream of!

send asks! i love asks! and again: you're very sweet, anon :> these fill me with warm fuzzies and the support needed to scowl my way through editing for preptober

make fanart! make fanfic! make SOMETHING. i know a lot of people are like "i can't make anything ;O;" but trust me. y'all can. go make natalie's mashed potatoes! make a playlist! make the vorpal sword! crochet a unicorn! hunt an afanc! find a taxidermied jackalope to take promo pics with! talk about it on social media (and tag me; i'll talk back)! everything that fandom does generates hype for a series, and weird things are great.

i'll be looking for beta readers and ARC reviewer/readers in coming months, so do one of those! or both! (i think you can be both? i don't see why not?)

help me figure out a way to get the cool promo pictures i took on my fancy camera onto my laptop because i only just have realized that my stupid laptop doesn't even have a normal-sized SD card port

seriously tho, keep sending asks. questions, comments, liveblogs, predictions, anything! (except title name ideas, because if you come up with a really cool one, i can't use it, and then i'll be peeved i can't use it.)

stream distractible & go my favorite sports team on podcast sites so i can partake of markiplier's onlyfans. that will support me A Lot.

[ohmygoodnessgraciouss]

Reality Check - Chapter 6

Summary: Y/N and Wanda were very close after returning in 2023.  The two bonded over the loss of their partners.  It wasn’t enough to keep Wanda grounded after she found Vision’s body though, and Wanda wants the best for her friend.  Unfortunately for Y/N, this means she’s going to be thrown into a reality she wasn’t expecting.

Notes: Thank you all for your love and support!!  I love you guys so much and your feedback makes me smile.  It’s hard to reply to everyone but I’m keeping tabs on the taglist as much as possible.  I’ve noticed a few usernames are not being tagged on this post, so I’ll be sure to contact them.  Tumblr decided not to tag them I guess lol!  

Anyway, enjoy this new chapter.  I changed things a little bit.  We’re going a little off course of what I had before, hence the reason why this is late.  The chapter I had written at first is only being stocked away for the next chapter, which means it’ll be out sooner than this one did.  I promise! 

Happy Falcon and the Winter Soldier day, everyone! 

“Well Wanda, I gotta skitty before Loki starts wondering where I’m at,” You chuckled nervously.  Watching her fix the wall was incredible.  It was unlike anything you’ve seen before.  So unusual yet so familiar. 

Wanda smiled lightly at you.  “Alright, I understand.  But please feel free to come by anytime.  Whatever you need,” She said.  You smiled back at the woman. 

“Of course!  Maybe I’ll swing by in a couple of days to see the boys!” You waved goodbye to her and opened the door. 

You took your leave, closing the front door behind you.  Vision turned to see you come outside moments later, a confused look on his face.  “Vision?  What’s wrong, buddy?  You look paler than a ghost.” 

Vision turned to look back at the fence, where Herb and Agnes once stood.  The two had left a while ago, but he seemed frozen in place.  “It’s nothing,” He smiled.  

“Are you sure?” You asked, looking back at the fence that he seemed to stare at before he looked at you.  It was cut nearly in half.  From what, you couldn’t tell. 

“Absolutely.  I suppose I’m just rather nervous about becoming a father.  It feels like it happened so quickly.” 

“Well, I’m sure it did, Vision.  You’ll be fine though.  You’re a good man and remember, Wanda’s going to be there too.  Like I said before, it’s not like you’re doing it alone.  You’ve got this whole town.”  

“That’s true.  This town seems to be quite... Supportive.” 

“Sometimes too supportive.  It feels like everyone’s connected sometimes!” You two shared a nervous laugh. 

“Oh yes, everyone here is quite connected.  Sometimes it is almost concerning.  This town is nothing like I have ever seen before.  I feel as though you can’t keep any secrets around here.” 

“Yeah, I know how you feel.” 

~

“What do you mean?” Loki asked, trying to figure out what’s going on.  The blade was pressing against his skin, close to piercing it.  His eyes scanned the man’s face, unable to determine who he was. 

“I won’t ask again.” 

“I don’t even know who you are,” Loki replied, now glaring at the man.  

Scott revealed himself to Loki, green magic engulfing his form.  He wore the same suit as he did before, but his hair was longer now, reaching down to brush his shoulders slightly.  His green eyes were sharper now, and his face was far more defined.  Loki watched as the man morphed into a mirror image of himself.  “Do I look familiar now?” He spat out, annoyed by the impostor.  

“Quite,” He said stiffly.  Loki pushed him back while “Scott” wasn’t paying that much attention.  He walked to the other side of the room, giving the two of them space between one another.  “I am Loki.  But who are you?” 

“That’s impossible,” Scott said.  “This reality’s version of me was supposed to die in 2018.” 

“2018?” Loki questioned.  “The year 2018?” 

“Yes, the year 2018,” Scott rolled his eyes.  “What other year would I mean?” 

“What year is it now then?” 

“2023.  You’ve been dead for 5 years and yet you’re here.  The T.V.A didn’t tell me about this.  Of course they wouldn’t.”

“The T.V.A?” 

Scott ignored his question.  “Now I’m stuck in the Scarlet Witch’s fake reality with another version of me.  But they told me he died.  Is it possible?” He was thinking aloud, causing Loki to grow even more confused. 

“What are you talking about?” 

Scott shook his head.  “It doesn’t matter.  I have a mission to carry out if I want to get out of there.  Plans have changed.” 

~

Ten minutes later you found yourself walking to Ellis Avenue.  It was close to the edge of town, and very few people lived there anymore.  The sun may have been shining and birds may have been chirping, but you felt like the air was icy as you got closer to the border.  The sign “Leaving Westview: We hope to see you again soon!” looked old and rundown, as if no one had touched it in decades.  An image of a family playing in the park was shown next to the lettering.  Perhaps once upon a time it was a cute sign.  Now it seemed ominous. 

A sense of dread and misery started to seep in as you continued walking closer to the end of the road.  It was like you couldn’t control your own thoughts anymore.  Or perhaps, it was the other way around.  For the first time this week you felt like you were gaining control again.  

Making your way to the border, you noticed that there was not a single person in sight.  The road continued on, making its way through the forest that was only a mile away.  The trees swayed with the wind soundlessly.  A part of you almost seemed to beg to leave the town.  

So you kept on walking. 

It felt like some sort of energy was trying desperately to pull you away from it.  You couldn’t understand what pulled you to this town, what kept trying to pull you back into it.  You hardly remember anything before Westview.  What was on the outside? 

You were abruptly stopped by a barrier.  It was glowing red, much like the other objects you saw a few days ago.  The vibrant color seemed to pulse and move as you walked closer.  It was an electrifying feeling, being this close to the magic that kept everyone trapped inside.  Some part of you begged, screamed for you to stay back.  The other part of you asked for the exact opposite.  

You touched the barrier, a shock running up your arm when you did.  You almost pulled back instantly, but something protected you from it.  You stared in amazement as blue shockwaves seemed to surround your hand.  They disappeared, fading off into the red barrier.  

You turned around, looking to see if anyone was nearby.  No one seemed to be in sight, but you felt like you were being watched.  You turned back to the barrier, pushing your hand further in.  It hurt, but something egged you on, daring you to cross it.  

You took a step in, watching the red engulf your entire body.  You couldn’t think, couldn’t hear, couldn’t even see anything that was going on.  You had two options: Go back into the town that you’re trapped in or see what’s on the outside.  

It seemed to last forever, but it was probably because you could hardly move while you were in it.  It felt as if you were frozen solid.  Whatever it was didn’t want you to get out.  Memories were starting to seep in though.  Memories of the distant past, and memories of what had happened only two weeks ago.  

You gained feeling back in your hand again.  You had to be close to the end if you could feel it.  In just a split second you were thrown out of the barrier.  You collapsed onto the grass, taking a deep breath.  It felt like someone splashed cold water on you.  

Lights began to blind you as you heard voices all around you.  “Put her in custody, and someone get a doctor!” You heard one say.  It was distinct, clear, loud.  Whoever it was sounded like the leader. 

You felt several people pull you up from the ground, placing you on a softer surface.  A gurney, probably.  You blinked several times, squinting to see where you were.  Someone familiar stood next to you.  It was Geraldine.  Was that her name?  

At that point it didn’t matter.  Your head was in too much pain from everything else that was going on to care.  

“You’ll be okay, Y/N.  We’re going to get you checked out,” The woman reassured you.  She smiled slightly and you tried to smile back at her. 

You started to doze off, choosing to sleep and recover from the traumatic experience you just had.  For the first time in a long time you were able to dream.  These dreams weren’t normal though.  

They were memories. 

Memories of everything before Westview. 

Scott watched Loki’s body slowly disappear.  Clearly, he was just an illusion.  Something set up by the Scarlet Witch to keep Y/N in control.  He contacted the TVA on his communicator, sending them a message as he watched the body dissolve.  

He was told that this reality was created by the Scarlet Witch and that he had to get the timeline back on track.  They never told him about Y/N being involved.  They didn’t even tell him that an illusion of himself would be in it too.  

The plan would have to change if he wanted to make sure this worked.  They didn’t even give him an idea of how to set the timeline right.  Now that he knows what’s going on, he has an idea. 

And now, he’ll make sure he gets out of here in time. 

And he’ll be sure to give the Time Variance Authority hell.  

~

Wanda smiled down at Billy, sitting next to Vision who held Tommy.  She felt something turn in her chest.  Something was wrong.  Her eyes widened, and she looked out across the room, zoning out.  

Vision noticed that she seemed distracted, trapped in her thoughts.  He reached over slightly to touch her hand, bringing her back.  She turned to him and smiled.  

“Is something wrong, my love?” He asked. 

“No, nothing at all.  Everything is just fine.” She said, looking down at Billy once more.  

She wasn’t going to concern him with the fact that she knew something was wrong. 

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@emberfulclass @momoneymolife @high-priestesss @hailey-the-heathen @mochminnie @dpaccione @intricate-melody @lindseyrae20 @storminateacup15 @ilovemollyweasley @bookgirlunicorn @chims-kookies @austynparksandpizza @yikesdameron @littleladdty @three-eyed-snail @kymera-casterwill @justsomerandompersonintheworld @followthepastelcloud @11mb0 @carolinesbookworld @from-hel-i-with-love @grimalkynslee @boywivlove @prettysbliss @youreobsessedwithmarvel @th3gl1tt3gram3roff1c1al @luthien-t @lokilove3000 @treblebeth @weclassygirl @justfangirlingaround @drpepperobsessed @how-does-this-work @prideofnewberk @matterdontminduntildone

[everything-person]

Then Came You

A/N: This is my contribution to @cshistfic Historical Fic Event. This is my first time diving deep, just submerging myself into research to make sure I got my time period correct and I had a blast. Sometime I had too much fun and thankfully I had @spartanguard to push me off my high horse. Thank you @shireness-says for making this event and running it. Hopefully my entree is worthy enough. This fic is based in the 70’s and is inspired by Disney Pixar’s Cars. This may have up to 3 parts.

Summary: Rookie of the Year race car driver Killian Jones finds himself lost in a forgotten Storybrooke on his way to the finale race of the season. His world and perspective on what he wants gets turned upside down in the small town.

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Where the fuck am I?

was Killian Jones, famous race car driver, first thought as he woke up. Well, first thought after he got over the throbbing pain in his skull. He sat up to see he was laying in a cot. Taking in his immediate surroundings, he realized he was behind bars. His head fell into his hands.

How did I get here?

He recalled being at Pocono in the Piston Cup series finale. He was named Rookie of the Year and was set up to be the first one to win. His only real competition was Ernest “the King'' Triton, Atlantica’s golden boy, who was planning on this being his last season, and Edward Teach, the King's tail biter. They weren’t expecting Killian to come out of nowhere and take the season by storm.

He was set to win it all, ahead by half a lap, checkered flag insight when a tire blew. He struggled but was able to keep control of his car. He could feel his competitors gaining on him as he lost speed. Such events caused a three-way tie, set to be settled in a week in Daytona.

He remembered the interviews asking about him driving without a crew chief; he always had an issue taking orders. The King came walking up to him.

“My man, you are one bad racer. You got more talent in that famous smile of yours than half these dudes got in their whole body but you’re stupid. Let me give you the lowdown: this ain’t a one-man show, young blood. You need to wise up, get yourself a good crew chief and a good team. You ain’t gonna win unless you got stellar people behind you doing their jobs so you can keep being the slammin’ driver you are.”

He thanked him for the advice before they were made to get on stage for the press. That's when Edward Teach decided to try to psyche him out.

“Listen space cadet, that was some fab drifting today. By me. He he he. First one at Daytona gets Atlantica all to themselves. Catch my drift?”

Then he went looking for his team, only to find out from Smee, his truck driver, that he had to make a personal appearance over at his sponsor's tent—Arendelle Chocolates, run by sisters Elsa and Anna Arendelle, most famous for the Apollo Bar.

“A taste that’s out of this world!”

He desperately wanted to get away from his sponsor. He didn’t care for sweets and frankly found most disgusting. He entered the tent to find the other reason he didn’t care for his current sponsor: children all running around with their grubby hands. The sight made him squirm, but Smee reminded him they gave him his big break and it was in his contract. With those inspiring words, he put on a smile, made his way to his sponsor sisters, said a few words that had the tent roaring in cheers before he said goodbye.

“Killian, that was stellar! We are so proud to call you our driver!”

“And we are looking forward to another fab year!”

“Don’t drive like my sister!”

“Yeah, don't drive like my sister!”

He and his crew got on the road not long after that. His crew were in the truck along with his car while he drove just behind them. While his crew pulled off to get some rest, he kept going to be the first at Daytona. But he kept nodding off and got lost.

He remembered pulling out his map to try and find out where he was. He tried to keep his car steady while trying to make out what his map said by moonlight, when he heard sirens. Looking up, he saw the lights of a town. Before he could think about pulling over the sirens were accompanied with sounds of loud popping. He assumed it was the officer firing at him. He tried to dodge the bullets but soon lost control of his car. He ran into quite a few things before gaining control again, only to get caught on something. He gunned it to get free, only to have his car spin out once he was. The last thing he remembered was something crashing into his driver side door effectively stopping his spin out and causing his head to slam into his window; then everything went black.

Groaning, he picked up his head taking another look around. He was on a cot, in a holding cell, in a dusty office. He was taking in the desks and filing cabinets, looking for signs of life, when he heard a voice.

“Well hi,” came an excited, high-pitched voice.

His head snapped back to one of the desks to see a boy he missed sitting just behind it.

“I was wondering when you were gonna wake up.”

Killians faced scrunched up, “What's going on? Why am I here?”

The boy laughed, “Like you don’t know. For being a spaz last night.”

“What's your name, lad?”

“Henry. What's your name?”

“You don’t know my name?” Killian asked, taken aback by the question.

“No; why should I know your name?”

“I’m Killian Jones.” He waited for the moptop boy to put the pieces together

“Killian Jones!” Henry shot up out of his seat as he exclaimed the name before falling back down. “Yeah, not ringing a bell.”

Killian furrowed his eyebrows, “Where am I?”

“Where are you? You’re in Storybrooke, the most rockin’ town on the Potomac River.”

Killian sighed, dropping his head, bringing his hand up rubbing at his forehead. “Great. Just great.”

“Well if you like this place, you should see the rest of the town.”

Killian picked up his head, looking at the brown-eyed boy and spied just behind him the keys to his cage. Focusing back on the boy, he smiled and stood up from his spot on the cot.

“You know, that's a brilliant idea. I’d love to see the rest of your town. If you just let me out of here, we could go cruisin’ the town.” Killian finished his thought as he came leaning against the bars.

“Golly! Really?” Henry sat up straighter with a bright smile that slowly turned into a smirk, “You think you can psyche me out. I’m ten, not stupid.”

“Henry!” a new voice shouted out.

In walked a man sporting a perm and mustache wearing a star at his hip.

“What have you been told about being in here with criminals?”

Henry sighed, “Not without supervision. But he was sleeping.”

The man crossed his arms, letting out a huff, “Well now he’s awake. Want to help me escort him to court?”

The next thing Killian knew, he was in chains and being placed in the back of a cop car. After a short ride, he was hauled out and guided into Town Hall where he was met with shouting and very angry townspeople. He was placed in a chair.

“Oi mate,” Killian looked up at the sheriff, “I gotta skitty. How long is this gonna take?”

The sheriff, Robin read his name tag, crossed his arms, “Do you have a lawyer?”

Killian scoffed, “Aye, but he's probably in Hawaii right now.”

“If the defendant doesn’t have representation, the court will assign one to him.” Robin turned to the crowd behind him bringing his fingers to his lips, letting out a shrieking whistle. “Anyone want to be his lawyer?”

The room went silent.

“I’ll do it,” a familiar voice broke the silence.

Killian turned to see the boy from before trotting up to the gate. Robin quirked an eyebrow at him.

“What? It's not hard.”

“Hmm, alright,” Robin agreed, letting the boy take the seat next to Killian.

Killian looked between the two before landing his gaze on the sheriff.

“Are you serious?”

“Well, our normal defense is at the vet after you clipped his dog last night,” Robin informed him before speaking to the room, “All rise! Honorable Judge Nolan presiding.”

Everyone stood as the sound of a door opening and closing was heard. Heavy footsteps rang out in the silence.

“I want to know who is responsible for wrecking my town. I want his ass on a silver platter. I’m gonna put him in jail until he rots. No, until the jail rots on top of him then I’ll put him in another jail and wait until that one rots. I—”

The man's rants came to a halt as he laid his eyes on the accused. “Get him out of here, sheriff. I want him out of my courtroom and out of my town. Case dismissed; charges dropped.”

Killian let out a breathy laugh, “Woah. You were a better lawyer than I thought, youngblood.”

“Sorry I’m late, Your Honor.”

Killian turned to see a stunning blonde woman come strutting in.

“Bloody hell,” Killian whispered under his breath. He thought the sheriff must’ve found his agent's number and gave him a call. This must be who they sent from his attorney’s office.

As she was walking by, Killian spoke up, “Hello, love. Thank you for coming but we are all set. He’s dropped the charges.”

She stopped and turned to him, her eyes darting to the boy next to him. “What?”

“Aye, we got off lucky. Now all we have to do is speed on down to Florida.”

“Please.”

“I get that a lot. I create feelings in people they themselves don't understand.”

She raised an eyebrow. “Right. Well I’m gonna go talk to the judge.”

“Whatever you gotta do, love. Do be careful though. These cats are a bit feral.”

She pursed her lips, nodding before turning her attention to the smiling child next to him, “Hi, Henry.”

“Hello.”

Killian looked at the boy before looking back at the blonde, who had turned to the crowd behind him.

“Morning everyone,” she called out, receiving greetings in response. She turned, eyeing Killian as she did, before she walked up to the judges stand who was intensely looking at his papers.

“David, you're looking well. Your sideburns are—”

“Forget it, Emma. I already dismissed the case,” he said, not looking up at her.

“He endangered most of the town and destroyed half of it. You can’t just let him go.”

“We are better off with him gone.”

Emma huffed, “Alright; you asked for it.”

Emma turned and addressed the room, “I move for an appeal. Robin, if you will help me escort the accused to the Mayor.”

Robin assisted Killian out of the chair. They followed the woman down the hall and up the stairs. Killian would protest but the walk was giving him a great view of the blonde’s ass.

As they came to a door labeled Mayor, Robin leaned over and whispered to Killian, “May the mayor have mercy on your soul.”

Before Killian could question or even look at the man he was being ushered into a black and white room.

“Ms. Swan, why are you barging into my office?” A woman sitting behind the desk in the middle of the office asked, not bothering to look up at the intruders.

“Judge Nolan ruled to dismiss the charges against our drunk driver—”

“I wasn’t drunk,” Killian interrupted.

“And I moved for an appeal. I thought the sooner the better,” Emma continued.

The woman finally looked up to see Emma standing in front of her desk before her eyes darted to Sheriff Robin, and Judge Nolan standing just behind her with Killian standing in between them.

“What are the charges?”

“Reckless driving, reckless endangerment, trespassing, vandalism, and destruction of property.”

“Why did you dismiss the case?” The woman directed the question to Judge Nolan.

He stepped forward standing next to Emma. “Madame Mayor, what happened last night was a terrible occurrence but I believe the longer this man stays, the more trouble will come.”

“Based on what?”

“I know the kind of man he is. I can see it in his eyes. He’s the last thing this town needs.”

“We let this guy walk, it sends a message to every delinquent in town that you can do whatever you want. The town needs to be fixed—they need this,” Emma stated.

“I think the sheriff's station’s reputation will precede this incident. We are fine without him,” Judge Nolan responds.

The mayor turned to Emma. “What do you suggest the sentence should be if I agree to your appeal?”

“Make an example of him. Give him community service, make him fix everything he can that he broke. Whatever he can’t, fine him for; by the looks of his clothes, he can afford it.”

The mayor sat back looking between the man and woman in front of her.

“Sheriff,” she called, “What say you? Should I let this man go to avoid further disturbance, or have him fix the town?”

“Well, I think the town needs renovation more than it needs to avoid trouble. In fact, I think we could benefit from some,” Robin eloquently answered.

The mayor nodded, standing from her seat, “I’m inclined to agree. The accused is sentenced to community service until everything that was damaged from last night's events is fixed and a fine of six hundred dollars for reckless driving and endangerment.”

Killian’s eyebrows nearly shot off his forehead. He went from walking away scot-free to becoming this town’s new handyman along with being fined six hundred dollars.

The mayor took her seat once again stating, “You are all dismissed.”

Emma turned around with a satisfied smile plastered on her face. “Looks like Florida is gonna have to wait.”

[avionvadion]

What's the pokemon fic you were writing? Just passing through and I'm curious

It’s called “Time Lapse: Reluctant Hero” and is posted on archive.

It mostly follows the games- starting from Kanto to Hoenn (Let’s Go!Eevee and ORAS/Emerald) and, eventually, to SoulSilver and Platinum, with some nods to the anime and movies. Specifically, the Mewtwo movies. It’s still in the Kanto journey at the moment, though.

It’s super dark, though. Team Rocket is legit evil in this. Full on criminal organization.

TW warnings: child abuse, depression, kidnapping, death, anxiety. Tragedy??? Kind of. Will have a happy ending, but it’s gonna be a hot minute of darkness to get there.

Summary: She remembered nothing. Where she came from, who she was, if she had any family; all the girl knew now was that something was wrong. There was no way she was meant to be raised like this- treated like a grunt and tormented along with the rest. Pokemon were worth more than what Team Rocket claimed. They weren't tools... and neither was she.

Her growth is currently stunted due to the various abuses she had suffered during her time with Team Rocket, but she’s slowly getting better and learning to trust again.

Brock is honestly the most patient and best person for her to have as a travel companion, as he’s compassionate and also helped raise his nine siblings. She sometimes acts overconfident, turning her fear into actions of arrogance, but Brock pulls her back and steps in before they get into something they can’t escape from. Blue, on the other hand, teaches her to stand up for herself more and how to speak up, and they actually have rather similar personalities once hers starts to show as they’re both very stubborn and hardheaded. So, while she’s thirteen, she stands at about four foot nine. Brock and Blue are both around fifteen.

Ages:

Grunt 4 and 13. Eventually 19 in ORAS.

Brock and Blue 15. Eventually 21 in ORAS.

Steven 10 and 19. Eventually 25 in ORAS.

Major spoilery details below

The fic plays on the idea of alternate realities that ORAS (and even the Rainbow Rocket thing) gave us. I also don’t plan on Steven and Grunt actually meeting again until ORAS, so... 👀 That’s fifteen years where they’re convinced the other is missing and/or dead, or having forgotten them. Which is where the tragedy kinda comes in? But the reunion is gonna be cute, so. That’s a thing. Lol .

The main girl is from one of those alternate realities, where Pokémon never existed, but Groudon and Kyogre appeared and began fighting- effectively destroying everything. Girantina senses the disruptive flow and tries to put them back where they came from, but Rayquaza and Celebi are there. Rayquaza get the two to behave, but not before several cities are destroyed.

MC ends up saved by Celebi, who rewinds time on her body to keep her from death- and plops her in Rustboro absolutely soaked from the storm/flood, and in the form of a child. There she meets a 10 year old Steven Stone and a Nurse Joy, who quickly realize she’s amnesiac and is probably also an orphan. Steven quickly takes on the role of “big brother” and shows the girl around the pokecenter after Joy ran her tests, and introduces her to his Beldum.

When Joy informs them that a social worker will be coming to collect the girl the next day, Steven gives the girl a chipped dawn stone he excavated himself and promises to visit her at the orphanage, and that one day they would travel together with their Pokémon. Unfortunately, this never comes to light because Team Rocket sends two grunts- a woman named Velga and a man named Richard- to kidnap the girl and bring her to the underground base in Hoenn for training.

They give her the derogatory name of “Grunt” and eventually wear her down to where she’s no more than an obedient doll, and constantly abuse her and even went so far as to kill/experiment on her Skitty for being too kind towards it. However, despite everything, Rich takes a liking to Grunt and decides to put her in her own training routine, wondering if there’s a way to manipulate her ability to communicate with Pokémon.

She’s very compassionate and kind, despite how cold or awkward she may seem, and the Pokémon sense that and innately know she would never hurt them. As such, they’re more inclined to listen to her unless they already have a trainer they’re loyal to.

(Sometime during the nine years she’s in Team Rocket she also became the resident caretaker of all the babies and toddlers Team Rocket kidnapped, since Rich is an asshole, and she’s especially attached to one named Adrien who she nursed back from death’s door)

He ends up telling this to Giovanni- and Grunt, after nine years of mesmerizing guard routines and maps and their respective Pokémon teams, is absolutely broken when she’s informed she’s being transferred over to Kanto. She ends up meeting a child Silver, and also becomes the reason why Mewtwo blows up the TR Headquarters.

She and Mewtwo have some very big parallels throughout the story, and I plan on making some more callouts towards it when they meet again, but!!! Anyway, he spares her life since she was the only human who was “honest” with him and she’s found by Professor Oak. She meets Blue, and later a very aggressive but cuddly Eevee she names “Ansem”. Starts to realize that not all adults- when angry- are angry at her. She’s very distrusting of grown ups and authority figures.

She also obtains a Bellsprout named Belladonna, and is kinda begrudgingly forced to let Brock tag along because his family is very hard to say no to and also he’s stubborn and she doesn’t know how to deal with people. Soon gets a very protective Bulbasaur named Basil, who is also very found of Brock- who has taken on the role of big brother to Grunt.

They eventually meet Bill the Scientist- cough Nidoran cough- when on a video call with Oak they learn Blue went missing in search of a talking Pokémon. Grunt, fearing the Pokémon was Mewtwo and that he might kill Blue, ends up going to Nugget Bridge where it turns he ACTUALLY got kidnapped by Team Rocket, and is being held underground in Cerulean City.

After Brock and Grunt wind up falling in, Grunt does her best to guide Brock around to save Blue and all the abused/captured Pokémon, and Blue joins the party as her other big brother figure.

At this point in time during the story, where I last left off, they’re in Bill’s house recovering. Steven is plotting with the Double W’s (Winona and Wallace) and chatting up the Kanto Elite Four to try and find a way to take down Team Rocket, and possibly avenge the friend he had made that day so long ago. She had no memory, no family anyone knew of, and she was clearly Unovan, so...

Is he not the only one who can remember she existed? Momentary and fleeting as it was? And in the off chance she was alive... didn’t she, and all the other children and Pokémon, deserve to be saved?

[typhlosion-teeth]

sweet beginnings [raihan x reader]

This is some straight up fluff with our favorite dragon boy. ;) Based in the same timeline as my other scenario, Sunday Morning, although this one takes place earlier! I hope you enjoy. 🐉🧡💕 If you have any comments or think I should start a tag list, always feel free to drop me a message! I love hearing from you.

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Another yawn escaped your mouth as you pulled open the top drawer of your dresser and rummaged for some socks. You began tossing your selected pairs into the open suitcase beside you, hoping that they all mostly matched. You didn’t mean to leave packing until the last minute, really you didn’t, but sometimes your warm blankets just didn’t want to let you go. Your Skitty was doing his best to help your endeavor by sitting on top of your laundry pile and meowing every so often in encouragement.

At least, that’s what you assumed he was doing.

Once your clothes were mostly selected, you dragged the suitcase to the living room and headed to the bathroom to pack your toiletries as well. You didn’t get very far before your doorbell rang. Your doorbell? At this hour?

You opened the door to your apartment and came face to face with Raihan. He grinned at you in greeting. The two of you had become fast friends when you moved to the central city a few months ago, but for some reason it surprised you to see him at your doorstep. Surprised, and yet thrilled you all the same.

“Morning!” He said, his bright blue eyes meeting your gaze. “I hope I’m not intruding too early?”

“Oh, no not at all!” You replied, finding it easy to return his grin. “Good morning to you, too. Did you want to come in?”

“Actually, I came to see if you wanted to grab breakfast with me. I’m in the mood for a big, decadent pastry down at the cafe, and it’s always better with company.”

“You know, that sounds amazing!” You replied, but at that moment your Skitty tugged on the leg of your pants, pointing with his tail and meowing at the mess of a suitcase on the living room floor behind you. Frowning slightly, you crouched down to scratch behind his ears. “We can finish packing when I get back, okay? It won’t take too long. I’ll even bring you home a treat!”

That seemed to satisfy the pink kitten, who squeaked and ran in a quick circle around you. The guest at your door gave you a curious glance as you stood up again.

“Packing?” Raihan questioned. “Are you going away somewhere?”

“Yeah, for a little bit.” You said, sliding your shoes on and grabbing your bag from the table. “I can fill you in over a big, tasty pastry.”

“Deal.” The gym leader nodded, stepping back so you could close your apartment door.

The walk to the cafe was easy, peaceful and comfortable with Raihan by your side. The sun was still working its way up in the sky, and many inhabitants of Hammerlocke were still in bed. Pidove cooed and chattered from the rooftops, and a few older townsfolk were taking their Yamper for a walk by the railway station. As you approached the building, the scent of coffee and sweets reached your senses and you realized how hungry you really were. Raihan opened the door for you with a slight bow and a wink, and you giggled as you stepped in.

There were a couple other patrons with their morning coffee, talking softly while piano music wafted through the air. The Milcery at the counter chirped excitedly as you approached, alerting the cafe owner to your presence.

“Good morning! Hey there, Raihan. The usual for you?”

“Yeah, please.” He said with a nod. When he turned to you, you were already looking through all the treats in the glass case. Raihan laughed. “Our real goal today is one of these beauties.”

“They’re all fresh from the oven this morning.” The owner said proudly.

Raihan crouched down to look in the case with you. “Which one are you feeling?”

“I think I might have to go with the strawberry danish.” You pointed at the pastry in question, glistening with fresh red berries and white drizzled glaze. “And a green tea.”

“Got it. One strawberry, and one cinnamon apple danish. And a nice hot tea.” Raihan told the man behind the counter. You straightened up and went to reach for your wallet, but your companion took your wrist gently. Looking up at him, you saw his face light up in a smile. “Ah-ah. My treat.”

You attempted to disregard the blush on your cheeks as his touch lingered on your skin.

“Thanks, Raihan.”

“No problem.” He only let go of you to pay for breakfast, and the place on your wrist that he came in contact with tingled slightly.

You selected a cozy table in the corner of the shop, settling down with a comfortable sigh. It wasn’t long before another staff member delivered your drinks and pastries to you, which the two of you accepted with thanks.

“So, tell me about this trip of yours.” Raihan said, looking at you over the rim of his coffee cup. “Vacation?”

“Nothing like that.” You answered, lifting your fork to take a bite of your danish. It was incredible. “I have to head back to my hometown for a little bit. The professor that I used to work with there has research for me to pick up. It’s not really anything that pertains to me, but I need to deliver it to Magnolia so she can begin reviewing it. More of a favor to an old friend than actual work, but it will be nice to see those old friends again for a little while.”

Your companion nodded, finishing his own bite of pastry.

“Makes sense to me. At least you’ll have a nice time while you’re getting it done. Do you miss your hometown a lot?”

“I miss it, yeah. I mean, I love it here in Galar, but nothing’s quite like seeing the place where you got your start, you know?”

“I’m sure your Pokémon will be happy to adventure with you too.” Raihan grinned.

“Oh, you bet. Especially Skitty, he will run through the grass any chance he gets.”

“Say...” The gym leader suddenly looked very shy. “While you’re off doing that errand, would you mind doing one for me at the same time?”

You were surprised at his inquiry, but you supposed he didn’t have quite as much time to get things done in his daily life. You were happy to help out a friend, after all.

“Yeah, sure. What do you need?”

“Well, I have a Pokémon egg that I found, and I want it to hatch. I know I could just incubate it with a fire type Pokémon for a while at home, but I think it would be better for it to spend time with you on your trip while it grows. Make it strong with the energy of the world and other Pokémon, yeah?”

“Oh that’s easy!” You clapped your hands together. “I can keep your egg with me while I’m away. Whatever’s inside will grow up to be an adventurer.”

“Awesome.” Raihan said, looking relieved.

The two of you continued to chat for the better part of an hour, taking your time with your breakfast on this easy, comfy morning. You learned a bit more about your gym leader friend, and in turn shared more about yourself. Before you left the cafe, you were sure to pick up a biscuit for Skitty, which Raihan also insisted he buy for you. Afterwards, he walked you back to your place, and before going inside, you turned to him.

“Thank you again for breakfast! We will have to do that again when I get back next week.”

“Sounds good to me.” Raihan beamed. “When are you leaving? I can bring the egg to you before you go.”

“About 5 this evening. I’ll be taking the train out at 5:15.”

“Perfect. I’ll meet you at the station tonight. Don’t forget!”

“I won’t.” You laughed and waved to him, letting yourself in your front door. Skitty was at your feet in seconds, meowing excitedly. You made your way into the living room and handed him his biscuit, which he nibbled on immediately.

You felt your smile linger all day, even as you finished packing your suitcases.

~~

Once 5 o’clock approached, you gave your room one last glance around, making sure you didn’t forget anything. Skitty perched himself on your shoulder as you locked up and made the train station your next destination.

As promised, Raihan was waiting outside the station for you. Although you noticed that he was wearing a different outfit than his usual hoodie and shorts, probably to deflect attention from the townspeople and fans. His expression brightened as he saw you approach.

“Time to head out, huh?” He said as you stood beside him. You nodded. He reached into his bag and gingerly handed you a green Pokémon egg. It was warm in your hands, and you held it close protectively. “I can’t wait to see how this turns out.”

“Me too!” You agreed, nodding. “Surprises like this are so exciting.”

The announcement system chimed and declared that the train would be departing in 10 minutes.

“Guess that’s your cue.” Raihan nodded towards the clock. “I also have this for you.”

He reached into his pocket and produced a cleanly folded up note. You reached to take it for him, but before he let go, he gave you a sly smirk.

“On one condition. You can only read this after the egg hatches. Okay?”

While it was a strange request, you agreed all the same. It added to the mystery of the egg hatching!

“Okay. No peeking until this baby comes out of its egg.” You giggled and tucked the letter into the front pocket of your bag. “It’s a deal.”

“All right. Now go on, we don’t want you to miss your train!” The gym leader pulled you in for a hug, being careful not to crush the egg you were holding gently. You shifted your grip so you could at least wrap an arm around his neck. He was warm, and he smelled so good - like juniper and bergamot. You willed yourself to let go and bid him farewell.

“Safe travels!”

“See you in a week!”

You noticed that he saw you off until the train safely rolled out of the station. You wondered if he saw you watching him through the window as well.

~~

Being back in your hometown was just as great as you expected it to be. You visited your family, caught up with some old friends who wanted to hear anything and everything about the Galar region, and of course stopped by the professor’s lab to retrieve the research you needed.

All with Raihan’s egg nestled safely in your bag.

Those you met with all speculated what they thought it could be. He is a dragon tamer, so maybe a Dratini? No no, that’s too obvious, maybe something unusual like an Alolan Meowth? If you want unusual, what if it’s a Girafarig?

The amount of possibilities just about made your head spin. Your friends had fun guessing what they thought it would be, but you were more than happy to wait to see it with your own eyes.

Which happened much sooner than you expected.

You were walking on a sunny afternoon only a couple days after you arrived home. Skitty was cheerfully at your heels when he wasn’t chasing the Butterfree or rolling in the soft green grass of the route you were traversing. You smiled as you watched him, greeting the other trainers along the way and engaging in a few friendly battles.

It was then you started hearing a crackling sound coming from your bag. You stopped in your tracks, joining Skitty in the grass as you sat down cross legged and held your bag in your lap. The egg was shaking, cracks beginning to web across the surface of the spotted shell.

“It’s time!” You said excitedly as your pink kitten sat attentively beside you, just as eager to watch. Taking the egg from your pack, you set it gently in the grass and watched it rock back and forth with more energy. More cracks formed, and a piece of the shell fell to the ground. From the hole you could hear little squeaks as the Pokémon did its best to enter the world. You cooed words of encouragement, and finally the shell split down the middle and two halves fell to the side.

Before you sat a small, glistening red Applin. Its eyes gazed up at you innocently, and you felt the widest smile spread on your face.

“Hello, little one.” You said softly, holding out your hand. The Applin nudged your fingers happily with another joyous chirp. You could tell by the light mottled color that it was a female, and her nature already seemed to be quite curious. She hopped over to Skitty, who booped the apple gently with his paw. You took this moment to take Raihan’s letter from the pocket of your bag, unfolding it and noting that it was handwritten, beginning with your name.

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Surprise! I bet you weren’t expecting it to be this little guy. (Or girl. You’ll have to tell me which it is.)

Truth is, I knew what was inside this egg all along. I have a pair of Flapple down at the Daycare and this egg came from them. Believe it or not, despite how open and outgoing I can be on a daily basis, I can be a little... nervous. When it comes to certain things. Which is why I hatched this amazing plan. (Hatched!! I know, I know, I’m hilarious. ;)

You know about the tradition in Galar, right? That presenting someone with an Applin is a token of romantic affection, and if they accept the offering then your relationship has been blessed with good luck and longevity? Well. I wasn’t entirely sure I could give you Applin in person without my heart giving out in nervousness, and I knew you would be traveling with your team, so. Ta-da! Pretty good for something put together in a day.

I like you. A lot. And I’m really hoping I’ve been reading the signs right that you might like me too. The Applin is yours no matter what, but it is my wish that the old tradition worked for this lonely little gym leader, and you’ll honor me with an official date when you get back home to Hammerlocke.

Yours,

Raihan

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You set the letter down in the grass and turned to the tiny apple Pokemon beside you. She cheeped curiously, coming up to nudge against your leg. You picked her up with a smile, warmth blooming in your chest in a way you had never felt before. The dragon tamer was absolutely right - you had feelings for him that were growing stronger every day.

“He really is something.” You said to the Applin with a smile. Her tail wiggled happily as you set her on your shoulder and reached for your Rotom phone, tapping on Raihan’s number and letting the device hover in front of you for a video call. It rang a few times before the gym leader answered, his bright blue eyes and iconic smile nearly glowing as he saw your face on his screen.

“Hey, you!” Raihan greeted. “How’s your trip been? Are you still-”

You saw the very moment his brain registered the Applin sitting on your shoulder, and the rest of his sentence went forgotten. There was a brief pause as he swallowed thickly, scratching the back of his head with a nervous, yet giddy, smile.

“Looks to me like that egg of yours hatched.” Raihan said, testing the waters.

“It sure did,” You confirmed. “Isn’t she precious?”

“Ah, so it’s a little girl after all! What a cutie.”

“And, as promised, I read your note only after she hatched.” You shifted a bit, feeling your fingertips tingle with sheer delight. Raihan was nearly pressed against his phone, trying to rein in his anticipation. Feeling your cheeks grow warm, you glanced away for a moment while you continued. “I had heard about the Applin tradition in passing when I moved to Galar, but I wasn’t sure if it was something that people still did, or a thing of the past. But now I can see it’s still very much alive.”

“Yeah,” Raihan breathed out. “It’s not terribly common, but I’ve always thought it was sweet.”

“It is.” You looked back at your phone, meeting his blue eyes through the connection. Taking the Applin into your arms and holding her safely against your chest, you let your true grin show through. “And I accept. I would love to go on a date with you.”

The gym leader let out a sound of pure relief, a hand going to the side of his face as he mirrored your smile.

“I was getting worried there for a sec. I wasn’t sure you were going to say yes!”

“Oh, I knew I was going to say yes as soon as I finished the letter.” You laughed. “But maybe I wanted to see you sweat a little bit first.”

Raihan wrinkled his nose playfully. He asked you about how your traveling was going, and you told him all about the encounters you found among the different routes and cities. By the time you got to the end of your tale, the sun was beginning to set behind you. You desperately wanted to continue chatting with Raihan, but you knew you needed to make it to the next town before nightfall. Your conversation wound down to a quiet moment, and the two of you said your farewells. Reaching down to tap your Rotom’s phone screen, the gym leader spoke again.

“Hey,” Raihan said quickly, before you hit the end call button. You hummed, tilting your head. “Thanks. I mean, just.. You make me really happy. And I’m thankful for that.”

“You make me happy too, Raihan.”

He let out a little laugh, as if hearing you say his name was the best thing in the world.

“G’night, sleep well.”

“Goodnight.”

You ended the call and your Rotom phone flipped back to the home screen. You nodded towards your bag and it nestled itself into the side pocket as you stood up. The Applin chirped again, blinking up at you.

“I’m going to have to think of a great name for you.” You told her as you picked up your things. Scooping the apple Pokémon into your embrace again, you headed towards the inn on the outskirts of town. There, you could settle down for the evening and start brainstorming the best date locations around Hammerlocke.

[killing-your-favorite-characters]

do you have an art tag? saw your skitty art while going back thru ur blog and it was super cute ;_;

Well... I do now! 

I honestly just went through my archive and tagged a bunch of art. (Though as a warning, I’ve realized I haven’t posted a lot of art on here ever since I created an Instagram so a lot of the art I found is pretty old, 

The tag for my art is the extremely creative tag of “My Art” that I apparently used years ago for one single drawing and then never used it again.

Here’s a link because if you use the search bar that my blog has I think it searches for any post that uses the words “my” and “art” at some point so you wouldn’t get all of it.

https://killing-your-favorite-characters.tumblr.com/tagged/my-art

Oh, and thanks!

[starslung]

YOUR MUSE’S POKÉMON TEAM

repost, don’t reblog!

Use this link to generate your team!

VULPIX / JOLTEON / SHARPEDO / DUSKULL / SWANNA / SKITTY

vulpix was finn’s first pokemon that he got when he was ten ! it’s the one of his highest level pokemon but it doesn’t want to evolve, so they just chill

jolteon is actually one of jason’s pokemon -- in this verse jason disappeared and is assumed to have died while trying to hike up mount silver to battle red. the only thing that was found of jason was his bag, which held three empty pokeballs and the other three pokeballs with the jolteon, a dragonite, and a salamence. finn let marj keep the dragonite and put the salamence in storage until he met fallon, and then gifted it to him.

the jolteon is generally obedient to finn’s commands but it can get kinda rogue during a battle and do what it wants

finn’s sharpedo is so dumb and he loves it so much xoxo

finn didn’t catch the duskull so much as it basically just started following him around and adopted him. the duskull showed up weeks after jason’s death and finn’s always felt a strange sort of camaraderie with it, one he can’t quite explain. he doesn’t use it to battle, but it’s always willing to protect him.

finn doesn’t battle for badges a whole lot in this verse but he DOES participate in pokemon contests and his swanna is a MAJOR WINNER bc he’s so pretty and well-trained. finn rakes in a whole lot of cash with this guy. the swanna is def a brat off stage though, which complements finn’s personality a little too well.

finn’s skitty is his best buddy..... also a big winner in pokemon contests, but it’s the pokemon he has out of the ball the most. it’s best friends w/ his vulpix. he keeps saying he’s gonna evolve the skitty soon but this dumbass can’t find a fucking moon stone. we love to see it.

tagged by:  i stole it from @foxten​ and @boycrowned​ !! tagging:  @claustrophobicwerewolf​, @saeviors​, @goneglorious​, @workinprcgress​, @starstriven​​, + anyone who wants to steal it !!

[coffee-queen448]

Five Fun Facts Challenge! Tell 5 facts about yourself and tag 5 friends to reblog and share 5 fun facts about themselves.

Tagged by @tigerstripedmoon , thank you so much!

I’m terrible at these things; I never know what to say, but I’ll do my best!

1. I have a Chippendales wall calendar hanging in my home office, because I am a thirsty, horny thot and I cannot lie.

2. I have seen them live, in Vegas! I bought my sib and I tickets to a Supernatural convention there for our birthday a couple years ago, and when we saw we would be staying in the same hotel as the Chippendales show, and that our Wednesday evening would be free, we had to go. It was a blast, and we even got commemorative pictures signed by many of the performers!

3.  In a more G-rated answer, I have an abiding love for plushies. They’re so cute and squeezable and cuddly. Yes, many of them are found on my bed. Yes, I sleep with them (except in summer, because it’s like 90 F overnight where I live). Buying them is A Process, because the face must be perfect, the fur/fabric must be perfect, and so on. Yes, I am aware that I am a dork.

4. I flew an airplane once! It was little 4-seater Cessna, but I still got to fly it. Story: I was in my early 20s, and my dad bought me a flight for Christmas because it was something I’d always wanted to do, and had never done. The pilot I went up with was super awesome. Anyway, being a curious mockingbird, I watched as she was flying the plane and then mimicked her. After a while she said, “Wow, you fly really well.” 

I was all, “!!! What do you mean?!”

She explained that she’d seen me watching her, and when she realized I was doing it correctly, switched control over to me and continued to pretend like she was flying because I was still watching her. 

Reader, it was an amazing feeling. I loved it so much, I didn’t want to come down. 

Landing was kind of scary, because the ground is WHOOSING at you, but take off was so exhilarating and the flight itself...

Oh, to be able to afford flight lessons and my own plane! *buys lotto tickets*

5.  I’m a life-long Pokemon fan. I’ve played the games since they were on Gameboy Color (kind of aging myself there hehe...) I collected the cards but had no idea how to play the game, and still don’t know how to play the card game. Some of my favorites include Eevee and its eeveelutions, especially Leafeon, Espeon, and Vaporeon. I also love Arcanine, Mew, Dragonair, Milotic, Kingdra, Altaria, Ho-oh, Alolan Vulpix/Ninetales, Zoroa, Skitty, Liepard, Meowstic, Gyarados, and so many more. My favorite game is Soul Silver/Heart Gold (Johto is my favorite region!) and I also play Pokemon GO.

Um, tagging @no-off-switch, @saiyoyuutsume, @these-dreams-of-heroism, @fairy-anon-godmother, and @ozpin-positivity (sorry in advance if you don’t do these, please let me know and I’ll never bother you with stuff like this again!)

[pkmnsdarkqueen]

Rewriting X&Y part 1

all of the rules and why a friend and I are doing this here 

below cut because long

So pretty quickly in the game my friend and I saw a problem, and it’s a complaint alot of people have about the game, your ‘rivals’. You get introduced to them in the very start and they kind of push you to do this pokemon journey thing. What weirded us out if that literally as soon as you get there2 of them come to your door talking about how the professor is looking specifically for 5 trainers, and they invite you to tag along to talk about this with them. 

Problems we saw with this: Later the professor only gives 3 of you pokemon that can mega evolve, so why did he need 5? They want these characters to feel like your best friends while also stating you just got they The plot feels more like something you’re being dragged into just because they need this fifth person. 

So our first change goes like this. You just move in, and the same 2 friends come to your door, nothing new there. Thing is this time when they come to you they don’t go talking about Sycamore off the bat they come asking if you want to join them and some other kids on their weekly coffee hang out since you’re new in town. 

You go there and are introduced to everyone, if you really want to keep this nickname gimmick make it so everyone in the group has a nickname, and Shauna offers to give you one so you can officially be in the group. Then have Tierno explain that when they meet up alot of what they do is talk about their futures and dreams.  This is where we get to our first character change: Tierno and dancing, while cool, and something that will tie into his character later is not his dream at the start of the game. We wanted to incorporate more in game things into the characters so for now Roller skating is Tierno’s passion, for now, specifically to be the fastest. Trevor is still passionate about discovering pokemon. Shauna though is the one who admits she’s not sure what she wants in life, but she’s going to find it.  Then it’s Shauna who jumps in saying,”Oh you know we’re all over here talking about all of ours we never asked you about your dream Player name. Is it to be a rhydon racer like your mom?”

The player says no then explaining they want to be a pokemon trainer.  This is when the main rival (calem/serena) expresses they have the same goals, and talks about wanting to be your rival. Shauna asks if she can be a rival as well since this might help her figure out what she wants in life.  

Just as you all excitedly agree this Trevor pipes in saying if you three are serious about this he just found something that might be a good way to do it. he then talks about how Professor Sycamore is looking for new trainers to help him with some research by going on a pokemon journey, but he isn’t looking for just anyone, he wants people to submit videos of their skills so he knows he’s chosen the right people. You all agree this is the best idea and then plan on how you’re going to do this. Trevor offers to direct shots, Tierno offers to the camera man, your main rival suggests a battle. Thing is you don’t have a pokemon like Shauna and your main rival, except your mom has a Rhydon outside. You all agree that night you’ll sneak with the rhydon to route 1 and battle. 

This all goes off without a hitch that night, at first. You battle Shauna and her skitty, then your main rival and their pikipek. After this your rival mentions them probably having to show they can catch pokemon too. So Shauna offers to show you how to catch a pokemon. However just as she catches the pokemon something happens. Your main rival got in a hoard battle, and can’t seem to handle it. You and Shauna jump into help but before anything else can happen someone else calls to rhydon and starts giving them orders, Your mom. She and her partner manage to fend off them pokemon masterfully. She then asks what on earth is happening and you and your friends reluctantly explain. While she’s upset you did this without her asking she understands and respects your goals, she convinces everyone to go home but also encourages you submitting the tape to prof sycamore. 

One time skip later of a few days and sure enough Trevor is calling a meeting because he got a package from the professor. You, Shauna, and your main rival are all approved to help him with his research! You get to choose your starter, and hear he wants to meet everyone in Lumiose adding the friends who helped film are free to come as well. Of course they’re excited and you all begin your adventure after your friends encourage you to stop by your mom’s place to tell her the good news. Gives gives you money, some potions, and pokeballs. 

After that you’re off with your friends going through route 1. 

We know that a longer set up is something folks have been kind of complaining about, but with the rivals the way they are, especially since there is 4 of them, we agreed you kind of have to spend some time setting them up. Also for plans we have in the future it’s vital these characters are given some heart. 

This way even your mom gets a bit of spot light. 

From here everything is fine story wise, and you fight the first gym. 

I’ll update every time a friend and I get to a gym.  

[lilypixels]

get to know me tag

Rules: Always post the rules. Tag 11 new people you’d like to know better

I was tagged by @yooniesim, idk why youd want to get to know me but here lol

1. Dogs or Cats? cats, though i like both

2. YouTube celebrities or normal celebrities? uh...normal celebrities i guess??

3. If you could live anywhere where would that be? honestly no clue but not where i live now-

4. Disney or DreamWorks? you expect me to choose???

5. Favorite childhood TV show? probably rugrats or teen titans, was very obsessed as a child and watched every content produced

6. The movie you’re looking forward to most in 2020? i dont even know whats coming out anymore, too consumed with other things

7. Favorite book you read in 2019? this is a bit awkward cause I haven’t read in awhile,,,

8. Marvel or DC? marvel

9. If you choose Marvel favorite member of the X-Men? If you choose DC favorite Justice League member? uhhhh, I also liked storm and nightcrawler most (actually was actively reading nightcrawler comics but ran out of money). and just because, my favorite DC character is Constantine and i stand firm on that choice

10. Night or Day? night cause im magically more awake and can forget the day

11. Favorite Pokémon?  dont have a true favorite, but i like Skitty and Vulpix

12. Top 5 bands: bts, monsta x, three days grace, shinedown, twice, halestorm

13. Top 10 books: i dont even remember anymore, but i really like rick riordans books and theres more than 10 of those so we’ll go with that-

14. Top 4 movies: underworld, underworld 2, underworld 3, dracula untold, alice in wonderland, and nightmare before christmas even tho thats 5

15. America or Europe? i wanna say europe but ive only experienced america unfortunately

16. Tumblr or Twitter? twitter just cause i use it more for fandom

17. Pro-choice or Pro-life? pro-choice as long as its early enough

18. Favorite YouTuber: idk a youtube honestly i just watch a couple here and there but a sim youtuber i found recently and like is itsmetroi

19. Favorite author? rick riordan, i like those modern myths sue me

20. Tea or coffee? tea all the way, cant stand coffee and it makes me sick 😅

21. OTP? i used to be better at answering this but im blanking now

22. Do you play an instrument/sing? i used to play the clarinet but havent in almost 4ish years; also used to sing in elementary choir before hating the structure and quitting

I tag @lunasysims and @waysims as well as anyone else if you havent done it idk 11 people to tag