#i just love raising pokemon that could fuck you up

[absentmoon]

babybug really really liked the idea of being a little pokemon daycare worker which i think is so cute but also i want to be a trainer so. hmmm

[slowdrippingnoise]

swsh plot would be so good if it was good

[d3stinyist1red]

ʏᴀɴ ʟᴏsᴇʀ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

yan loser who is genuinely the most disgusting, rattiest, emoest mf you've ever seen.

You guys met during English, having a project assigned to the both of you to work together. The whole assignment you just ignored him, not bothering to deal with his creepiness.

He was known around the school as the schools creep, always looking at girls, getting into fights and always losing, just a really pathetic dude to keep it short.

yan loser who during English class, got paired up with you once more as you quietly groaned and your friends wished you luck

"h-hi." He said shyly, fiddling with his long black sleeved shirt that he's been wearing for probably two weeks now

You raised your eyebrow, "Uh yeah hi." You said monotonously, not wanting to even look at the weird guy next to you.

yan loser who actually managed to strike up a conversation with you after so many failed attempts, feeling a recognizable friend rise to life from hearing you talk to him for so long.

"yeah I personally think that Sasuke is the baddest character out of everyone in naruto-"

"s-sorry y/n, imma go to the bathroom o-okay?" He mumbled under his breath before getting up abruptly asking for permission to go use the bathroom and leaving.

You didn't pay it much attention due to you barely caring about him, he was just someone you could use to pass the time with in this boring English class

yan loser whose never cummed so damn much in his life in that damn bathroom stall, cumming buckets as he pants, his tongue lolling out as he giggles at the memory of you, feeling another boner coming

yan loser who comes back a few minutes later, shirt completely ruined and pants low on his hips, as your classmates hurled at the sight of him

yan loser who out of your own will, begins hanging out with you more, trying to show you his collection of Pokemon cards

yan loser who uses reddit 24/7, acting as if it's their therapist, ranting and writing full on essays about you, as he slowly slicks his hand up and down, whimpering at the sensation, thinking about the many positions he could put you in

yan loser who touched your thigh on accident once, and hasn't been the same ever since, now all he's looking at is those soft warm thighs of yours, wondering how it would feel wrapped around his head

yan loser who all he wants to do is ram his hips against yours, to fully ravage and cream inside your womb, he wants to pull out and see the sticky substance slowly drip out as well, fuck he could already feel himself getting hot at the thought..

yan loser who unironically uses brainrot alot, using it to try to make you laugh, always feeling his ego growing each time you let out a giggle

yan loser whose always playing video games, more preferably hentai games where he could customize his love interest, designing it so it could look exactly like you.

yan loser who secretly owns a private insta that is basically a fanpage of yours, that account only follows his main account and your account.

yan loser who is a complete loser who hasn't felt a woman's touch on him for years and is now waiting to breed you (or u could breed him, he doesn't mind :3 )

yan loser who is ur loser that is just a nice guy! So why don't you like him! :(

[pirateprincessjess]

what if you fucking grow up instead of pretending to be a dog so people will give you the love you never got from your parents.

Oh! Oh! I’ve been waiting for this! I even took this picture so I could make this joke! But it’s such an autistic hyper fixation joke that I feel the need to explain it in excruciating detail!

In the early meta of Pokemon Scarlet and Violet VGC one cool Pokemon that I used was Dachsbun (a puppy Pokemon).

I would have it use substitute, which is a move that summons a pokédoll that sits in front of your pokemon. The pokédoll then takes damage instead of your pokemon.

In the picture I’m a puppy with a pokédoll substitute in front of me to intercept the anons attack! Just like how I used this stupid joke to intercept the attack! But the joke goes deeper!

Dachsbun has an ability called “Well-Baked Body” which makes it absorb fire type attacks, causing it to get a defense buff from the attack instead of taking damage. Dachsbun wasn’t a very commonly used pokemon so people often didn’t realize it had this ability and would try to use fire attacks against it.

In this post Anon is trying to burn me, so this is a fire type attack. And they had no idea that I’m an autistic pokemon turbo nerd who was going to absorb the attack into this extremely convoluted (and unnecessarily long) joke and use it to strengthen my defense. Just like Dachsbun!

But wait! There’s more!!!!

Dachsbun doesn’t have a strong attack stat, so its main offensive move is Body Press which allows it to attack with its defense stat instead of its attack stat.

Body press is a good move, but it doesn’t do a lot of damage without a ton of buffs, so it often ends up taking a long time to chip away at an opponents health. That’s exactly like how this post is probably slowly chipping away at anons health!

So to sum it up! I’m a puppy with a substitute Pokédoll that I’m using to intercept attacks, and I’m absorbing a fire type attack to raise my defense while slowly chipping away at my opponents life!

Anyway, thank you so much anon! I really appreciate you walking into this incredibly stupid trap that I’ve laid!

[ruins-of-tragedy]

RWBY's volume nine and how it broke and healed my heart. Took me too many days to get over the last season. This one was somehow better and worse at the same time.

- I remember Ospin mentioned a story. The Girl Who Fell Through The World. Was that foreshadowing? The teaser does act like it.

- The levels of absurdity this season's trailer started off with. Only to end on such ominous notes. Not out of the woods yet. Apparently going into them to get to THE TREE. Fuck.

- Who is the new narrator?

- The flashbacks to everything that happened on the way to Vacuo. From Ruby's perspective. Heart wrenching.

- Gods. Neo has several bones to pick with her. Trying to kill her as they go down?! Holy hell.

- A land with two suns. A beach. Some colourful leaves. And a Dodo?

- I honestly thought there would a Ghibli-like image when the mouse was pulling at the leaves of the fruit. My Neighbour Mousoro. 😅

- The first 'what are you.' And it's from Little. Tell me someone calls him Stuart at one point. 😆. Little is ADORABLE though. No doubt about that.

- "I have seen plenty of cartoons." Ruby's explanation for knowing cats and mouse don't get along... Is there a RWBY version of Tom and Jerry?!

- YAYYYYYY! Blake and Weiss have met up. Will soon be kidnapped by mice I guess. About to witness a shot from the trailer. Vined up friends.

- OHHHHH. NO. Yang and Blake and Ruby don't know about Penny. FUCK.

- Weiss cheering for Blake as she tries to get her weapon. I am getting a little emotional. Look how far they have come!!!! 🥹🫶🏻✨

- Awwwwwwwww! The mice leader has heterochromia! CUTE!!!

- "Long, blonde hair. Looks kind of scary but isn't." / "But could be if she wanted to." Blake's small smile at THAT comment. AGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

- Little, the trusty guide, is once again drooling in Ruby's cape.

- I cannot imagine what Weiss is going through right now. Having to reveal what went down with Penny. Gods. How are you supposed to give your friends such terrible news? Is she okie.

- This new Grimm like figure looks to be a cross between a Pokemon and the Xenomorph aliens.

- Yang is here! And throwing rocks at the adversary. I love her.

- When Ruby says Yang must have forgotten who raised her... 🥹✊🏻

- Little knows what's up minutes within meeting Yang. She is trustworthy. 💯

- Listen. The way Blake whispers her name after tackling Yang to the ground... Sounds almost like a prayer. A wish come true. WOWIE. Excellent voice acting!!!

- Gods. Ruby sounds broken when she says Weiss' name. Great voice work here too.

- Fuck. The leader is not alright. Are any of them. They are just kids. Who have now lost two dear friends.

- Awwww! Little is using a leaf to fan a fainted Ruby. That's so sweet. 💖

- The door opening from the 'R' of RWBY's logo to the rest of the introduction... I like it!

- From a cold resolute demeanor, to a neutral face, to a full-on sweet smile. Weiss has evolved.

- Fiercely uninterested. Purposeful determination. And now a great big smirk. Blake has come so far.

- A nice polite curl of lips, a playful smirk, and then a broad excited grin. Yang is more herself and better than ever.

- Holy shikes. Ruby is regressing. Happy. Seriously dogged. And now turned away.

- The ups and downs of this song are nicely contrasting. Whoa. 👏🏻

- Who is the shadow person walking ahead of the team?

- Ruby can't bring herself to keep up with everyone running in front of her. GODS. This volume is going to ruin me as well.

- Neo has a whole gang? Already? She does get stuff done. Huh. Wonder what trouble she will bring.

- Getting some serious Alice in Wonderland vibes. And the shadow kid who was leading RWBY has a shadow too. Another kid with big glasses. Huh. And that cat is above their picture. Hmmm. And Little is there as well!

- Penny's blood that's still on Jaune's sword. Just. 😭

- Little's exclamation of friends is giving me war flashbacks.

- Yang's deadpan declaration of her feud with a raccoon... 🤌🏻. The voice actors are doing so great.

- The Girl Who Fell Through the World. Foreshadowing confirmed. They are in the Ever After. Hopefully it will be a happy one. Aghhhh, who am I kidding.

- Ohhh. The kid they were following is Alyx. Alice in Wonderland. Alyx in Ever After... Honey, you are familiar, like my mirror years ago 🎶

- A knocked out Yang has RWB coloured stars revolving over her head. 😂

- Blake is really into Yang. So much so, she "continues to pun." 😆. Whoever wrote these subtitles deserves forehead kisses!

- You know it's bad when Ruby can't even bring herself to be optimistic for her friends. Weiss just shared her feelings of doom and Ruby couldn't open up. Gods. Is this volume going to be her last straw?

- That whole thing with Little living near the bridge... Blake was in her cat pose for so long. 😂🫶🏻

- So the queen of hearts is the king here? Or is it the red queen? This guy has the heart symbol but is called by the colour. Both?

- Yang laughing to herself at the pun Little inadvertently makes. 💖✊🏻

- Cute Jinxy raccoon. Who is conducting an auction. WoWie.

- Ruby doesn't have enough hope. Yeah. This one is going to hurt.

- Oh my Gods. It's actually Penny's sword?!?? Let her cry. The Rose needs it.

- Blake being concerned about the story and how their actions can have similar far reaching implications. Truly a bibliophile. ✨

- Ruby is sad, there is rain. Someone give her a hug. Please.

- Penny may not have had a funeral, but she received a wonderful eulogy. Thank you Rubes.

- Good Gods. Their leader is snapping a bit and throwing strays. Where is the fucking therapist.

- The forest they are at reminds me of Forever Fall from back in volume one.

- Weiss is not having a great time around the red prince. At least she has grown enough to ask if she used to be just as insufferable.

- Ruby and Little's butter is actually good grease for the red prince. Enough to get him to listen. LoLLL!

- WBY are cute chess players!!!! AGHHHHHHHHH!!!!

- Little is cheering for them all. CUTE!!!!

- Blake is blushing 'cause Yang is applauding for her. She down bad. This is ADORABLE!!!!!!! 🥹🫂💖

- The cat. It's eyes made a brief appearance and blinked when Ruby mentioned they are human. Huh.

- Red prince's family did not have a great experience with Alyx I suppose. The king isn't around 'cause of her, am guessing.

- What did the cat put in the prince's heart?

- Does Yang ever find out Ruby can carry people in her rose missile state? Even when they are not tiny chess-piece sized. Blake must have told her.

- The curious cat has met other humans. Coolio.

- So the Jabberwock is the Grimm-Pokemon being.

- Neo vs Jabberwock. Looks like Neo won. That illusion with multiple of her was quite nice. And scary.

- Weiss roasted the cat. Yang ate it up. 😆

- RWBY telling the curious kitty RWBY's story. Talk about meta.

- The way the cat speaks about Alyx learning her lesson... I doubt it's the same thing the books described.

- The leaves of this place look amazing.

- Is the cat trying to make them depressed? Intentionally triggering more hopelessness?

- Luminous neon garden. I want one of these.

- Another Oobleck-like psychological discovery arc? I think the doctor will like this caterpillar-bug guy.

- How a king winds up a prince. The red prince? Huh. The exasperated bug-pillar is all-knowing it seems. And he smokes. And pushes for answers.

- Weiss, Blake and Yang now know who they are. How much they have evolved. That was a wonderful scene. Defined by more than failures and crude simplicity and a name. Defined by more than just the parts of themselves. Gods. This is good. ✨

- Oh no. Ruby.

- Herb was actually helping. What did the cat do. Now the caterpillar guy is following the kitty's line of thoughts.

- Herb has left the chat. May not be the best thing to happen.

- Much talk of going away and returning either the same or differently. With purpose new and perhaps old. Sounds a bit like reincarnation.

- I don't know if Alyx actually wrote the story, but it's interesting that Blake is thinking about how much may have been left out. Historians and storytellers have the power and authority to say as much or as little as they want. To twist figures and portray things from 'supposedly' their perspective. That's why multiple accounts are important. Or we may be left with a skewed version of events true for no one.

- RWBY seperated. I don't like it.

- The lights went out. Penny's sword turned into Alyx's dagger? Also, who be this fine person. Beating down metal like in a forge. Me likey. Blacksmith mama.

- Summer Rose's weapon?!?!?? She was here?!?!???The fuck.

- Weiss snapped 'cause Ruby didn't get what she left to bring. The leader is stuttering and feels bad. Stop. When's the group therapy session happening.

- Ruby exchanged the nose hairs for her mother's promise? The rose emblem. No. Shikes.

- Jabberwalker growth spurt. Things are not looking good. Is the creature following Neo's orders now?

- The Rusted Knight is Jaune. He grows old. Have already seen the pictures. Clocks in the opening with him make sense.

- Neo Jabberwalkers. Oh fuck. Illusions that can be more.

- Weiss seeing the destruction left behind. Gods. Another reminder of Atlas. Thank you Ruby for helping her in.

- Awwwwwwwww! Jaune named his furry friend Juniper!!!! 💖

- Jaune's end sketch gives me some subtle Ironwood vibes.

- Just noticed this. All the episode titles have some form of the consonance figure of speech working within them. NOICE!

- Jaune travelled back in time. Accidentally. Wait. Does that mean the story with the "handsome" (according to Weiss) rusted knight stars him?!? Alyx met Jaune when she fell in?! Shouldn't he be more old then. IF time followed the same speed as it did everywhere...

- Awwwwwwwww! Jaune got a hug from Little as well. CUTE!!!!

- Ruby's reaction at Weiss calling Jaune "mature" must be studied. So should Weiss' small glance at Ruby before the leader begins speaking.

- Jaune has hardened. Ruby isn't okie. At all. Bad weather and poor attitude. This is fine. 👍🏻

- Alyx had a brother. Louis. Huh. Wait. Lewis Caroll?!

- A punderstorm. No Yang or Blake. AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! I think I have seen this film before... 🎶

- "Must have had something bigger to work out." Hehehe :3

- They need to decide between Jaune and the cat. Ohhhhh.

- Oh my Gods. When Ruby passes one of those portal arch like things. Her mirror image towards the end. It's Summer. The fuck.

- Jaune sees Penny. Weiss, a destroyed Atlas. So the flowing water shows them things and people they feel conflicted over and can't let go?

- So, ascension bad. According to Jaune. Alyx definitely not great. She poisoned the rusted knight. Cat is feeding tree. Louis never returned. Huh.

- Not sure this is entirely right. Am going off the assumption Louis made it back, 'cause he was the author of Alice in Wonderland in our world. Perhaps he wrote the heavily edited story with Alyx. Herb's potion cloud showed her something about the future. Or she interpreted it as such. A betrayal maybe? So she became vigilant. Got rid of Jaune. Hmmm. RWBY had a different experience with Herb though. But it was interrupted by the cat. I guess I shall find out. Let's see.

- Listen. Yang only focusing on the Blake bit instead of the truths which help bridge the gap. Even though Blake didn't just talk about herself and it worked for her. Are you picking up what I am putting down? Yang. Lover girl. Blake is everything. AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! 🫶🏻

- I am re-watching the Bumbleby kiss. Of course. And when it begins, the song starts building like it's climbing a set of stairs. Perhaps this is too dramatic of me, but the way it moves up and up and up... Sounds akin to triumphant angels ascending. Holy, somehow.

- Yang's eyes take on this bigger shine when Blake calls her extraordinary. And then Blake lays it all on the table. While Yang says what she feels, but behind a thinly veiled veneer of admiration and awe. It isn't just about her. Blake is that way with everyone. Gods.

- Blake is so ready to say it. Yang sees her and thinks, I love you. Wants to tell her. But can't bring herself to give those words her voice. Looks away.

- They are so in tune, it seems as if their thoughts are engaging in a conversation.

- Yang hadn't even finished when Blake chimes in.

- When they finally kiss, it's two voices. Yet one song. In sync, but still with words which echo their own seperate feelings and identities. 🤩👏🏻🤯💖✊🏻❤️‍🔥🤌🏻🌟🫶🏻🫂🏳️‍🌈🪩🌈

- I just. They are who they are. Good and wild and true and free. Together though, they are even more. Of themselves. And each other. What else can anyone want. 😍

- Flowers bloom as they finally take that step. Sapphics everywhere, this is what happens when we confess our true feelings. Stars shine. Everything is more beautiful. Our world is a better place. I refuse to accept a different answer.

- I saw it again. And when Yang declares Blake has cat ears, she moves them in response. 🥹

- At this rate am not going to finish the episode today. (And I didn't. 😅😆)

- The cat is a master at manipulation. Twisting words to suit their needs. Something is not right about them.

- Weiss had a slight blush when she was looking at Bumbleby kissing. Fruits anyone? 🏳️‍🌈

- Ruby squeaked. The actual mouse didn't. Little only gasped. LoLLL!

- Jaune confirms it's been a long time coming. Juniper loved that kiss as well. ❤️‍🔥

- Crescent Rose has entered the picture. Ruby is not okay AT ALLL.

- Another warning before an episode. This one with distressing themes. FUCKKKKK.

- Jaune is helping the paper pleasers. Awwwwwwwww! This is his town and he is their hero. And it's citizens have the names of his friends. 😭🫶🏻😆

- He isn't okie either.

- The paper pleasers and their situation is euthanasia and it's ensuing debate. Gods. Jaune. Therapy.

- Bumbleby fights so well together. Weiss and the rusted knight are handling the rest. Jabberwalkers, walk away!

- Ruby. Shikes. Jaune. No. None of them are alright. Is therapy not a thing in Remnant?!?!?

- I have been Ruby and I have been Jaune and I have been Blake too. Even Weiss and Yang. They got almost everything right. Fuck.

- New episode, new warning. Gods. Will I need another day to get through this.

- Ruby. Kiddo. Little is sad too.

- She is at Neo's place. Roman and her killed Neo's uncaring parents? Huh.

- Torchwick is alive. With a different voice. This is more tactical than an illusion. Neo has grown really powerful.

- The fuck. Penny and Pyrrha and Leonardo and Clover and Ozpin and Ironwood. Having a tea party. What form of emotional hell... Oh shikes. This is her gang from the opening. FUCKKKKKKK.

- Thank Gods!!! Little followed Ruby.

- Neo loved Roman. So much so, she wants to destroy Red. Smash her into smithereens. Death is too easy. Oh no.

- WHOA. Neo can't speak, but making the people Ruby has lost say what she wants to... FUCK.

- Weiss understanding what it may have been like for their leader speaks volumes on her own development and empathy. ✨

- Someone save this child. Please. This is so bad. How much more will you break her.

- I don't like what Neo is doing. But I can admit she is doing it well. Too well.

- Curious cat being bad curious. Wanted to break Rubes down. Little is trying to save her. Awwwwwwwww!!!!

- Little is dead now. I am dead inside. What torture. Ruby.

- She drank the tea. In front of... Oh my Gods.

- Neo has no purpose left. A new vessel for cat curious.

- I need to go for a walk.

- Summer Rose. Reading the story. Whoa.

- TINY YANG AND RUBY. SO CUTTTTTEEEE!!!!

- "What are you?" And we see a statue of Rose junior. Well.

- Paper Pleasers to Genial Gems. Is the red one the reincarnated version of the Ruby Paper Afteran? 🌟

- Wise Weiss and healing group hugs.

- I like the theme here. The person you are after everything goes down may not be the person you started out as. And that's okay. Survivors, of their own mind and otherwise, should get to choose.

- Ruby is Groot. And still alive.

- Even though I have conflicting feelings for Neo, her having no attachments left to tether her to Remnant... Heart wrenching honestly.

- So Louis did write Alyx's story. She never got to return. Curious cat went very bad.

- Neo's illusions are too good. Fuck. Catty Neo. UGHHHHHHHHHH.

- Red like Roses instrumental playing as Ruby chooses who she will be... 🤌🏻

- Summer backstory?!?? She used to wear the rose emblem. Awwwwwwwww!!!!

- Ruby saw that. Her mum leaving with Raven. Holy fuck. Raven will be called in for some intense interrogation when they get back.

- Alyx saves Jaune. 🫶🏻

- Cat out of Neo has a new makeover.

- Ruby is back!!!!! With Crescent Rose and her mum's emblem. While Red like Roses plays. AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! ✨

- New version of Rubes. New version of her song. ❤️‍🔥

- Team RWBY turning into their colours while fighting the cat... 👏🏻🌟🤌🏻

- Neo bid farewell. I hope she finds peace.

- Little is now Somewhat. Bigger and has a cape. With a hood the colour of Yang's neckwear. The flowing leaf trail also has red accents. ✨

- Familiar. Like a happy dream. 😭💖🥹

- Louis immortalised his sister by writing a story she could have lived. The one he wanted her to. GODS. THAT'S. WOWIE.

- Wait. So the tree is the mother of the brothers Grimm?!?!?? They are from the Ever After. Huh.

- Curious cat was one of their creations.

- Balance. The way it's shown makes me think of Yin and Yang.

- From Brothers Grimm to Team RWBY. An ecosystem of equilibrium... 🤩

- Basically they met the grandmother of creation. Huh.

- Oh my Gods. It's Ruby's Red Riding Hood arc. Little. Meetup with grandmum. 🤯

- Practice random acts of kindness when you can. Little and Somewhat will agree with the sentiment.

- Awww! Alyx left one last act of selflessness for Jaune. He is young again! With a teenager's voice. LoLLL!

- Bumbleby stepping into the portal together. 💖

- They have arrived in Vacuo!!!

- So the Justice League crossover happens when they still attended Beacon?

- I always knew the question with RWBY wasn't if I would like it. Only a matter of when. And I obviously love it now. No one is surprised. It's one of my hyperfixations currently. A RWBY post a day keeps the demons at bay!

- Parting thoughts: The ending sketches have my heart forever. Must consume the miscellaneous stuff that came before during and after this volume. Then it's time to listen to the soundtrack without the videos 'cause I won't pay attention to the lyrics otherwise. Also, need to get RWBY on every possible platform and conduct many many many rewatches; once it's made available for international audiences. Looking forward to trauma bonding with you all in the next volume! Take care!!!

[tgirlmechanicock]

Posting this in the dead of night but I've had an idea in my head for a long long time about wanting to write like, an on-and-off series that I update whenever I have time. It'd follow three trainers with specific goals, ideals, and skills, and be kind of in the style of the anime but with a lot more smut. I dunno! I have no idea if it'll be any good, but I finally wrote the first chapter of it, and if it's something people like maybe I'll write more? I'm rambling but it's just something I'm kind of self-conscious about people not liking, really, lol.

Anyway! Enjoy the tentative first chapter

Pokemon: Wishing Stone

One

The ceiling was leaking again.

Amber had been halfway through brushing her teeth when a fat drop hit her in the forehead, causing her to grimace and tense, nearly biting through her toothbrush. Just another thing she didn’t fucking need, honestly. Her day was already going shitty, but this was icing on the cake. There’d been a fucking Hoothoot pecking on her window all night, staring in with those big, glowing eyes, and even when she’d tried to shoo it away it kept coming back to stare at her. Typical.

Now, as she draped her apron over her shoulder and trudged out of the apartment, not bothering to lock up – as if there was anything worth stealing – she was furiously typing on her phone to her landlord. Not one of those fancy new Rotom phones, just an old basic smart phone. The kids at the store made fun of her, but what did they know? All trust fund kids and trainer school students.

She rapped hard on the door to the apartment above hers, tapping her foot for a long moment before the door opened, frazzled woman inside meeting her eyes.

“Amber. Hi.” She blinked. “Fuck. The water-?”

“I told Joe it was a broken pipe,” she grimaced. “More issues with Buizel?”

“Yes,” she groaned, head in hands. “I’m always sleeping when Ben finds the ball and lets it out and then they’re in the bathroom and just…”

“I know,” Amber sighed, shaking her head. “Just… may want to clean it up before Joe comes by. You ought to pass it off to the old folks outside of town.”

The young mother sighed, deflating. “If they hadn’t just put out a notice about how many drop-offs they were getting, honestly I would. I’m just… going to raise a Buizel. Alongside my kid.”

Amber nodded, turning to leave with a wave and a smile over her shoulder. “Ought to see if there’s any more of those Rocket freaks around to sell it off to, sure they’d take it.”

“You’re awful, Amber!” she laughed, leaving the girl in silence as she descended down the old stairs. There used to be an elevator, but it’d been out of service since Amber moved in. One of those things Joe was “getting around to”. Still, the walk had its perks; at least living on the ninth floor meant she got her daily steps in.

The walk to the Goldenrod Department Store was grueling, and by the time she was there she had to collapse in the break room. It was her daily routine – walk down 9 flights of stairs, halfway across town because she couldn’t afford a bike, and then get to work 20 minutes early for a brief, unpaid nap. It was awesome. Really cool.

She threw her apron on, pulling her hair up and putting on a service worker smile as she clocked in. Just another eight hours and she could be done.

It wasn’t all bad. They’d hired her pretty quickly after she let slip she flunked out of trainer school. It was the perfect middle ground that places like this loved: enough experience to know what they were selling, but not good enough of a trainer to actually go off and leave the store to go battling, or whatever. She knew the practical applications of X-Speed, how best to utilize a Lagging Tail, which Pokémon learned TM-54; but she was never going to use that knowledge. This gave her at least a minor opportunity.

 “Ohmygosh,” a woman said, bouncing up to the counter with two girls flanking her, a Snubbull wrapped up in her arms. “This is so cool, look at this!” The girls began to peruse the various sundries, leaving the Pokémon on the counter. Amber could feel her body tense, trying not to look at it. Every once in a while, she’d glance over, and the thing would be glaring daggers into her. It went on far too long, the girls ooh-ing and ahh-ing over every single thing as she felt her body get more and more tense.

The Snubbull stood up on the counter, sauntering over as she froze up. It wasn’t that she didn’t like Pokémon she just… wasn’t good around them. She had a bad track record, and that aside, whenever she was around them, wild or not, Pokémon just seemed to-

Snubbull bit down hard on her finger.

Amber shrieked, jumping back and yanking it from the Pokémon’s mouth, swearing and nursing the bleeding digit as the girls gasped and cried out.

“What the hell happened?!” the woman asked. “What’d you do?”

“Nothing!” Amber retorted with a scowl. “Your stupid thing just fucking bit me!”

“How DARE you call Princess stupid!? Princess is the most precious, amazing, most special-“ She snapped at Amber again as she stumbled back, knocking into the rack. “Princess! What has gotten into you!”

A passing manager finally came by, giving Amber a look that told her she was relieved, and she scurried off as he was talking calmly to them, offering refunds and free items. To the person whose Pokémon bit Amber. Fucking hell.

She cleaned the room in the breakroom sink, wrapping it and groaning, leaning against the counter. She was so fucking tired. Not just physically exhausted, but mentally. She worked in a store that sold items to Pokémon trainers, and day in and day out, they’d come in and bring their Pokémon.

And Pokémon fucking hated Amber.

It was a universal constant. Since she’d been little, the family Zigzagoon didn’t like her much. It was more apathetic than anything else, but one time she’d gotten run down by a Beedrill and all it had done was watch and yawn. Like it didn’t care if she’d gotten skewered. That feeling in her gut had solidified, and it was a strange feeling between resentment and ambition.

If she could be a trainer, then maybe she could connect with Pokémon. If she could figure out how to reach across the gap, then she wouldn’t feel so… out of place. She’d been partnered up with a Charmander who was headstrong but studious. They’d gotten along fine, but as time went on, everyone else evolving their partner Pokémon and moving into advanced battle techniques, she and Charmander just… stagnated. She offered to let a new student raise him for a bit, and he evolved into Charmelon near immediately.

She dropped out shortly after.

She hissed at the antiseptic, shaking her hand and groaning as she collapsed at the nearest table. She knew it wasn’t going to be long before-

“Hey, Amber,” the manager from before said, coming in with a placid smile. “Your hand okay?”

“Oh. Yeah, it’s just-“

“I’m sorry to hear that. How about you take the rest of the day off, okay?”

“I’m not in trouble, am I-?”

“I’m going to talk to some of the other managers and we’ll see what we can do.” He just kept smiling. She yanked her apron off and stormed out. Fuck. She hated as tears sprung to her eyes, hated as she stormed out of the building and down the street, down the path out of town, crumpling against the fence and screaming out her frustrations. It wasn’t fair. None of it was fucking fair.

She wiped her tears, collapsed to the grass, and just… watched passerby. The entry to Goldenrod was pretty busy, lots of people coming in and out from the forest, or little trips to and from Azalea. It was a bustling port town and the new track over to Kanto was just installed not too long ago. People walked by, alone, but more often, with their Pokémon.

She just didn’t get it. As she sat there, occasionally a Pokémon would make their way by, a squirming Caterpie or a curious Pidgey, and she tried to smile, relax her body, and let them approach her, but they would always fly off in a huff. What made her so unapproachable to Pokémon?

That… wasn’t quite it. It wasn’t just Pokémon.

She didn’t have many friends growing up, and in trainer school barely anyone talked to her at all. She was the loner with her lonely Charmander, trainers taking on friend groups, traveling buddies, hell even rivals. But when it came down to battle training, she was always picked last. And even then, no one in her group bothered to remember her name.

It was like… she was cursed. Cursed to be loathed by man and ‘mon alike. She knew her managers hated her, she didn’t have any close coworkers, and she couldn’t even draw in a Pokémon. Even wild, friendly ones like Pikachu avoided her. Just… cursed.

She trudged back into town, throwing her hood up over her head as the sun began to dip lower into the sky. The tall skyscrapers became bathed in beautiful oranges and reds as she walked her way down to the docks. She wasn’t even sure where she was going, just… wandering. Maybe she’d find a Krabby to finally break her of her melancholy spell, or maybe a Tentacruel would pull her into the water and eat her and her nightmare of a life would be over.

People passed her on their way off work, and by the time she got to the shipyard, it was basically abandoned. She ducked under a “Private Property” chain, down a set of stairs, and into the sandy area beneath the docks where the tide occasionally met the shore. She came down here to hide sometimes, to feel some sort of kinship with the washed up, abandoned Staryu, or just to pick through trash that had washed up.

She kicked at a can, took a picture of a dirty magazine someone had left to make a funny post about later, a selfie with a small pocket of used needles. Fun stuff. And then… something caught her eye. She frowned, picking her way through the detritus over to it. It was half-buried in the sand, and glittering amongst the rest of the dull, boring trash. At first she thought it was a shiny stone, which would’ve been nice, something to sell back at the Department Store at least, but… no. This was different.

A crystalline chunk of rock, roughly the size of her outstretched hand, and oblong. It was a pale yellow, reflecting the light of the sunset as it slowly made its way beneath the docks. Inside the strange crystal was a stone even deeper, a shade of deep emerald, or turquoise. As she turned it over in her hand, it seemed to have a strange iridescent quality, and the stone in the center felt like…

It was like an eye. Almond-shaped and peering back at her with a single, stoney pupil. She dropped at the realization, wiping her hands on her pants but then pausing. She picked it back up again, turning it over in her hands. It wasn’t like anything she’d ever seen. It wasn’t a crystal, or an evolution stone, it seemed organic but also… manmade. Like, nothing could trap the sphere inside of the bigger thing, unless maybe it was like, those ancient Pokémon trapped in amber? That could happen, she supposed.

She took out her work apron, gently rubbing the grime off the surface, polishing it to a shine and simply holding it in her hands. She felt a deep pang in her soul, some strange instinct bubbling up inside her. There was a wistfulness, a draw to this gemstone, that she couldn’t describe. It was drawing something out of her, and until it tumbled from her lips, she didn’t realize what it was.

It was her greatest wish.

“I wish I was wanted,” she whispered, pushing her forehead to the stone. “I wish people and Pokémon wanted to be around me, fuck, I just… I wish I was wanted.”

A deep, resonating force pulsed from the stone. It wasn’t a sound, or a feeling, but it wracked her body just the same. Like a sudden migraine or a disorienting change of pitch, it pulsed through her, and nearby she saw the water ripple outward from the force. It was as if something had been contained in the stone and was… discharged.

And then, it spoke.

“A wish, understood,” came the whispering, strange voice. Genderless and high pitched, like when she’d heard psychic Pokémon speak into her mind. “A wish, taken. A wish, returned. A wish, granted.” The stone began to crack, eventually turning into dust, slipping through her fingers, inner sphere and all. She was left alone and stunned as the sun dipped down below the horizon, oranges and pinks turning to deep purples and blues as night finally fell.

“What the fuck?”

---

Amber didn’t tell anyone about the stone. She didn’t have anyone to tell. Nor was she confident that anyone would actually listen to and believe her. Sure the world was full of weird and super unexplainable things – she heard that there was a group off in Sinnoh that was trying to… capture spirits of willpower and emotion or something? – but this felt like it took the cake. She’d searched around for a while but nothing turned up. No wishing stones, no strange eyes, no mysterious voices.

Maybe she dreamed it. That thought made her feel a bit better. It wasn’t like she’d never succumbed to stress-induced psychosis before. She worked retail, for Arceus’s sake. Who hadn’t?

She pushed it from her mind and slept on it.

And in the morning, her ceiling was leaking.

“For fuck’s sake,” she groaned, banging her fist lightly against the mirror. “I swear to fuck, if this shit doesn’t stop.” She grabbed her apron, her bag, and stormed upstairs, not even bothering to text Joe. She was going to take the ball for that damned Buizel and snap it over her knee if it was the last thing she did.

Before she could even knock, the woman opened the door, looking apologetic. “Amber, I am so sorry, I know I said it wouldn’t happen again but-” She gasped as her kid ran past her, the Buizel squeaking and chittering as it chased her. “Ben! Buizel, both of you-!”

“Hey,” Amber said firmly. Both skidded to a stop, looking up at her with wide eyes. “What’re you two doing?”

“Playing?” Ben said, pressing his fingers together.

“Were you two playing in the bathroom?”

He huffed, folding his arms and looking away. Buizel mirrored his movements. “Uh huh…”

She took a knee, getting down to their level. “Look. When you were playing in the water, it got down into my bathroom and got all over.” Ben’s eyes widened, looking mortified. “And it can make the floor really weak too, and then Joe’s gonna have to come by and your mom might have to pay a lot of money. Meaning no more toys for you and Buizel.”

Ben looked to his mother with increasing horror, and she simply nodded. “B-but-! We just wanted to play-!”

“Can you two just play when your mom is up?” she sighed. “Like, can you save bath time until she’s awake? Or, hell, you could get a little pool to put down in the terrace if you really wanted.”

Ben lit up. “Mom! Can we get a pool for downstairs?” She paused, as if she hadn’t thought about that.

“As long as you two don’t make messes in the bathroom anymore, we can get a little pool.”

Ben squealed, Buizel chittering loudly, both running around Amber as she pushed herself upright. They ran inside and his mom sighed, leaning against the doorframe. “Thank you, Amber. Really. I’ve never seen anyone handle Ben like that.”

Amber blinked. “Oh. Yeah, no problem. I was kind of ready to come up here and kill the wet rat, but… I dunno. He seemed like he wanted to talk.”

She laughed and smiled, hugging her arms to her side. “Well, thank you for not killing the rat. I think your talk really helped.”

Amber felt her cheeks flush and she turned away, scratching the back of her neck. “Yeah, sure. Don’t mention it.” She paused at the stairs. “If it floods again I’m throwing it off the roof.”

“I’ll be there to help.”

The walk to work was… less arduous. People smiled in her direction, and a few Pokémon gave her little chirps and chitters. It felt… weird. Nice, but weird. She finally clocked into work and threw herself onto the counter when there was a gentle ding from the bell. She glanced up to see a gorgeous woman with long, dark locks, blue cardigan, flowing skirt, a little green bow. She was watching her with interest, cocking her head. “Hello.”

“Hey,” Amber croaked, pushing herself upright. “Sorry.”

“It’s no problem,” the girl chuckled. “I have a few things I needed, could I get your help finding them?”

“Oh, sure,” Amber yawned, stretching. “Didn’t wanna use the directory?”

The girl laughed again, soft and tittering. “I like the human touch. And you seemed very approachable, and a bit under the weather. A walk around the store might help?”

“Maybe,” Amber smiled, beginning to guide her.

“My name is Roo,” she smiled, holding out a hand.

She paused for a moment before tentatively shaking. “Amber.”

“Well Amber, I very much appreciate your help.”

Several notebooks, plant presses, some berry pots, cookware. “What is all this stuff for?” she frowned, cocking her head.

“Oh, I’m a botanist,” Roo smiled. Then faltered. “Well, not exactly a botanist. I’m a… tea expert?” She frowned, humming and tuttering. Her hand went to her waist, an ornate white and purple Pokéball releasing a strange, saucer-shaped Pokémon that hummed as it floated by Roo’s head. “I run a blog about tea, and I found that most teas online are simply using berries or very simple things like Tropius fruits.”

“What’re you wanting to make tea out of?” Amber chuckled.

“EVERYTHING,” Roo’s eyes sparkled. “Have you ever thought about steeping an autumn Deerling’s head flower? Or- or a Gloom’s Spore for a nice, calming sleeping tea?”

Amber grinned, handing her another on her list. “Can’t say that I have. Honestly not much of a tea girl.”

“You just haven’t found the right tea!” Roo gasped. “All of these trainers are out here putting together ‘battle dexes’ or encyclopedic knowledge on every Pokémon, I’m hoping to make a tea dex. It’s a new way to explore our culinary horizons while bonding with Pokémon! Pokémon can drink tea too, you know.”

“What about this little guy?” Amber asked, gesturing toward the floating saucer. It perked up and made a quiet laughing sound when she noticed it.

“Oh, Sinistea? It’s a Pokémon native to Galar – they love tea over there – and it’s a frankly very acquired taste, would you like some?”

Amber paused, looking the Sinistea down. “I- n-no, I’m good,” she smiled. “Pokémon don’t really like me, I don’t want to upset it.”

Roo frowned, cocking her head. “Really? Sinistea seems to like you quite a lot.” She opened her mouth to protest but the Sinistea made a humming purr and came to rest in her open hand after a moment, clinking its porcelain. “I think it wants you to try!”

“You said it’s an acquired taste?” Amber chuckled nervously, taking the handle. “It won’t be mad if I don’t like it?”

“Oh, few people do!” Roo laughed. “Even I barely like it sometimes. I honestly take mine with a nice hefty amount of sugar.”

Amber lifted it to her lips, taking a sip and… hm. It was fine. Nothing out of the ordinary. She wasn’t really sure what tea was supposed to taste like. Bitter, sure, but that seemed like par for the course.

“It’s not bad?” she smiled, setting it back down.

“Oh! I think Sinistea must really like you!” Roo grinned. Amber found herself blushing, handing the Pokémon back as it floated to rest on the girl’s shoulder. “Gosh, you made a friend today, huh?” The Sinistea gave a little tinkling laugh and Roo put her hands on her hips. “Well, I think I’ve got about all I need! Thank you for the help, Amber, want to help me check out?”

“Yeah, sure.” The experience was so… strange. Roo was sweet, and Sinistea seemed to get along with her, and… it was just nice.

Halfway through ringing up Roo’s items, it hit her like a truck. Her eyes went huge, everything clicking into place, holding up a slotted spoon and pointing it at Roo. “You want me,” she blurted out, before going bright red. “N-no. Wait, that’s not what I meant to say-“

Roo laughed hard, head tilting back and wiping tears from her eyes. “Goodness, Amber! I mean, not the most forward I’ve ever heard, but definitely bold!”

“N-no!” Amber replied, shaking her hands. “I just mean-! Y-you, um! You don’t hate me!”

Roo’s eyebrows went up. “My we’re going on a real journey with this conversation.”

“It’s just-“ She groaned, rubbing her eyes. “You don’t hate me. And Sinistea doesn’t hate me.”

“I would say that’s accurate, yes,” Roo smiled, gently petting at Sinitea’s saucer with one finger. “We both think you’re very pleasant.”

“That’s- that’s crazy,” Amber breathed, running her fingers through her hair. “I mean. I guess it’s not that crazy, especially for you, but… wow. Fuck.”

“I feel like I’m missing something,” Roo chuckled.

“Amber!” She winced at the loud bark, turning to see a manager approaching with a far wider smile than normal. “We’ll finish checking this young lady out. Why don’t you go into the break room so we can have a chat?”

She felt her heart drop. Fuck. “Hey,” Roo said, smiling and passing her a scrap of paper. “Here’s my number. Not that I ‘want you’, but you seem to be going through a lot. We can talk over more tea.”

“Y-yeah,” Amber sighed miserably, taking the paper. “See you around, Roo.”

She shuffled off to the break room, ready to take her lumps. It was about as bad as she expected – a series of being late due to the walk and a run of various customers and Pokémon leaving bad reviews had accrued just enough marks to put her over the edge, and “regretfully” they had to let her go. She turned in her apron and stepped out of the store and into the world. It felt… different, somehow. Changed. Whatever the bizarre stone was had worked. People didn’t hate her. She was… accepted. Her curse had lifted.

She headed back out of town, taking the same seat she had yesterday. This time, the Caterpie that passed by rubbed against her hand, the Pidgey came closer to examine her. People waved and smiled from the street as they passed into town. She was so overwhelmed she could almost cry.

The trees behind her rustled, and a pair of eyes peered back at her.

“Oh, uh, hey,” she smiled. “You’re not, uh, like a big scary Ursaring are you?” Instead, the curious face of a Furret poked out, paws gently padding across the grass. “Hey little guy,” she chuckled. It was ruffled strangely, and panting. For a second, she considered taking it to the Pokémon center and then- “Oh-!”

Poor thing. She’d taken the requisite breeding classes and went up to the advanced classes, hoping she could fall back on that barring her poor battle technique in being a trainer. She knew what it was like when a Pokémon was in heat. And this poor thing had it bad.

“Furr…” it whimpered, padding closer.

“Oh, no, little guy, you should be looking for a girl Furret,” she frowned, scanning the treeline. It kept coming closer, eventually whimpering and looking up at her, pawing at her hand. She went red, scooting back toward the foliage, the tall grass keeping her from being seen easily by passerby. One thing that they taught very early on was that trainers and Pokémon have strong bonds, and sometimes you have to help Pokémon out. There were limits, of course, but by and large, most Pokémon were knowledgeable enough to know what they were doing. “Humanlike intelligence”, some Pokémon professors called it. Not quite human, but humanlike.

She and Charmander had both made the attempt once, but it didn’t work well for either of them, it was clumsy and awkward, and both decided not to do it again. That was the one and only time she’d ever tried to touch a Pokémon. Until, well…

“Furr…?” it whined.

“Okay, just…” she huffed, holding out here hand. “C’mere. Just… make it fast.” It purred and chirped, climbing into her palm. Beneath the thing’s furry body, she could feel the long, thick shaft in her hand, a small knot at the base. It whimpered and chirped, rutting into her hand, slick with juices as it panted and whined. The thing was large, coming up to about her hip, and its cock was… reasonably sized, as far as she was aware. At least, comparing it to videos she’d watched online. She felt a bit of a heat in her chest that she bit down on hard, pushing it down as the thing humped and rutted and whimpered and eventually.

“Furret!” it whined, cum shooting over her side and the ground.

“Oh, fuck,” she whispered, wincing as she finished it off with her hand before looking to the mess she’d made. “Shit. Buddy, you got me all dirty, I’m gonna have to walk home like-“

She froze. There were more eyes in the woods now. Dozens of eyes. She wracked her brain for trainer school knowledge – were Sentret and Furret heats by the individual, or was it an entire pack thing?

Amber shakily got to her feet, the Furret purring and rubbing against her leg. “I, uh, really gotta go,” she grimaced, starting for town at a jog. She heard a cacophony of cries and chitters, but didn’t look back, and it didn’t seem like they were following her. She didn’t stop or turn around until she’d made her way to her apartment, slamming the door shut behind her.

As she slumped against it, the words began to form in her head. “I want to be wanted”. “Oh Arceus fuck,” she groaned, banging a fist to her temple. “You fucking moron.” She’d have to find another one of those weird rocks. She’d have to… she didn’t know. Make a reverse wish? Was that how it worked? Even though… She squirmed. Part of the attention was… nice. Maybe not jerking off Furrets in heat in the woods, but Roo and her Sinistea, and the people that wanted to be near her…

She picked up her phone, fishing in her pocket for the scrap of paper. “Hey, Roo. Do you, uh, wanna do that tea?”

---

 “A wishing stone,” Roo hummed, sipping her tea. “Fascinating.”

“Or, I dunno, I guess that’s the best way to describe it,” Amber huffed, waving a hand. On a napkin she’d scrawled a picture of it, and it sat between the two as they enjoyed a cup of tea at the Department Store, much as she was loathe to come back to her former place of work within a few hours of being fired. “And you’ve never heard anything like it?”

“Oh no, not a clue!” Roo laughed. “That’s kind of exciting. I wouldn’t say I’m the world’s foremost archaeologist, but I like to keep up to date on strange goings-on. And this is a very strange goings-on.” She tapped a pencil to her lip, humming. “So humans and Pokémon are finding themselves attracted to you now that you’ve made your wish.”

“Y-yeah.” She paused. “Are, um. Are you…?”

Roo laughed softly, shaking her head. “No more than I would normally be, no. You’re not quite my type, you’ve got the whole…” She gestured to her. “Frumpy sort of shut-in vibe. No offense.”

She snorted. “Sure.”

“You’re cute, but I’m not about to throw the table aside to jump your bones or anything, no. And Sinistea here doesn’t seem to be madly in love with you either. Just the run of the mill good first impression.”

“Sinis!” it agreed with a gentle bounce.

“I wonder how much of your new condition is psychosomatic… Thinking you’re going to be wanted, and so you’re able to interact more freely… or perhaps your interacting better is a part of the wish, hmm…”

“What do you think I should do?” Amber sighed. “Should I reverse it?”

“What are you feeling right now?” Roo asked, pointing the pencil at her. “Gut instinct. Would you give it up?”

“N-no,” she stammered. “Or… maybe? I don’t know.” She groaned, pulling at her hair. “I dunno! I just got fired from my job and I don’t know where I’m going or what I’m doing and now I’ve got some weird fucking wish? Thing? Going on? It’s a lot to process, Roo.”

She nodded and hummed, taking a pensive tip from Sinistea, and making a light face. “I think you ought to think on it,” Roo finally said confidently. “There may be facets of the wish you don’t know about. Perhaps it’s more positive or negative than you know, and you can’t know it shut in that apartment of yours all the time.”

“Yeah, but I just got fired,” Amber grimaced. “Not really much to do other than job hunt I guess.”

Roo grinned mischievously. “That’s not entirely true. There is one other option.”

“I don’t like where this is going.”

“Well, I’m headed out of Goldenrod soon to work on my tea-dex, and you need a change of pace, and there are a solid handful of trainers that pass through here from Kanto or abroad, and I think it would be quite easy for us to find someone who’d be willing to escort us and keep all of the big nasty Pokémon away as we… maybe traveled Johto?”

“What, by foot?” Amber laughed. “Like…?”

“Like a trainer, yes,” Roo hummed, sipping her tea. “You did go to trainer school, yes?”

Amber blushed furiously, looking away. “Yeah. Flunked out, like, year three. Was a whole mess.”

“And that was because you couldn’t bond with Pokémon?”

She paused. “W-well… yeah-?”

“And you wanted to be a trainer, and wished you could bond with Pokémon?”

“Roo, this is a lot,” Amber groaned. “We’d need… like, camping supplies and a whole itinerary and money for food and-”

“Leave that to me!” Roo smiled. “I know my way around the trainers that pass through here, I’ve got more than a few connections. All you’d have to do is travel with us as a specialist on both technical specs and…” She chuckled behind her hand. “And Pokémon breeding.”

Amber went darker red. “That wasn’t my fault-!”

“I know, I know!” Roo laughed. “It’s alright, really.” Her expression fell more serious. “Honestly, though, Amber. I’d really love to have you along. If you ever feel out of place, you can always get a ride back, I’m sure we could find someone willing to fly you home.”

She fidgeted, huffing and groaning. “I’ll… think about it.”

Roo smiled, nodding. “Tomorrow morning, meet me at the gatehouse to Route 35. If you don’t show up by noon, I’ll assume you don’t want to come. How does that sound?”

Amber groaned, letting her head fall to the table as Roo laughed.

“I’ve got the tea covered, see you tomorrow!”

---

Amber stared at herself in the mirror for a long while. She studied every strand of blue hair, every minute detail of her purple eyes above deep, bruise-like bags, every pore of her face. She’d seen herself a million times, why did it feel so… different now? Did the wish affect how she saw herself, too?

She saw… a once prospective trainer. Someone who wanted to connect to Pokémon, who truly loved them, and fell off hard when the going went rough. She saw someone who couldn’t connect to anyone, human or Pokémon, for years. Her parents said she’d grow out of it. The people at school didn’t like her very much. Teachers pitied her. She saw a woman who couldn’t hold down a consistent job for more than a year or two at a time. She saw… no. She didn’t see that person anymore.

She saw someone who’d made a friend.

She saw someone who’d talked to Pokémon, who’d had a Caterpie crawl across her hand. A few days ago, she would’ve seen someone who would’ve closed and locked the door and went back to sleep after scrolling her feed for hours. Maybe she was still that person, maybe she would always just be a shut-in. What was she expecting, to just get out there and make an impact? Make friends? Meet Pokémon and people with a smile and just… get along?

She winced, and with a start, she realized she’d been waiting for water to drip from the ceiling. It wasn’t leaking anymore.

She grabbed her bag, stuffed it full of clothes and her phone and sprinted out the door, taking the steps two at a time. She’d wasted so much time trying to figure out what she wanted to do that she missed the deadline – it was past noon now, by about fifteen minutes, and if she ran fast as hell she could maybe catch them down Route 35 before-

She skidded to a stop as Roo laughed, waving her down.

“Told you she’d make it,” Roo smiled. The redheaded boy beside her gave a scoff, rolling his eyes. “Amber, this is Kai; Kai, Amber.”

“Yeah, nice to meet you,” Amber smiled, holding her hand out. Kai rolled his eyes and turned toward Route 35.

“She doesn’t look like an expert trainer, Ms. Ebos,” Kai grumbled.

“Roo, please,” she urged. “And I promise, Amber knows a lot about Pokémon! She studied for years in trainer school and she can land you that acceptance no problem.”

He turned, red-faced, but didn’t say anything, huffing and folding his arms. “Fine. Welcome onboard, Amber. Did Ms- did Roo explain the journey?”

“Nope.”

“Splendid. Well, in order for my father to give me the money I need for trainer school, he wants me to have passed the Johto gym circuit. We’re heading up toward Violet City, they have the Johto league headquarters there, as well as the first gym.”

“Wait, your dad wants you to the gym circuit first?” Amber balked. “That’s so backward, most of the trainers I studied with weren’t even CONSIDERING the gym circuit until way after graduation-”

“I am a Locke,” he scowled. “We do not do half measures. I will finish the Johto gym circuit, and prove that I am ready for a prestigious trainer academy, like my older brothers-”

“Okay, okay!” Amber said, throwing her hands up. “Yeesh. Didn’t know it was such a touchy subject.”

He glared at her for a moment before turning back to the road.

“Awesome, so we’re all in agreement,” Roo smiled, clapping her hands. “I think this is going to be a wonderful adventure!”  

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Also, included are what Amber, Roo, and Kai look like!

[kekaki-cupcakes]

hi! hope you're well!

could you please do one where jason breaks up with Piper because he realises he's in love with reader since he was little?

like reader and jason are the bestest friends with mutual crushes but were too oblivious to do anything about it and the seven have to drop the fact that reader likes him back?

Thanks

heya! I combined this ask with someone who was asking for a Jason x reader songfic with the song Bad Idea Right? by Olivia Rodrigo <3

Romeo and Julieting---Jason Grace x reader [soundtrack: Olivia Rodrigo]

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“It’s a bad idea, Pipes!”

Piper pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed. “You are going to go to their cabin, you are going to make them sit down, and you are going to tell them that you have a crush on them, okay? And then you can both have a cutesy little romantic moment or whatever you're supposed to do in a relationship, okay?” 

“What do you mean, ‘whatever you’re supposed to do in a relationship’?” Jason asked with a confused frown. He glanced up at Piper who was pacing back and forth as he sat cross legged on her bed, picking at her Olivia rodrigo doona cover. “We were in a relationship, like, five minutes ago.” 

Piper cocked her head at him with a raised eyebrow, “that didn’t count and you know it, now go kiss them!”

“Not with tongue though,” Leo added, slurping a juice box as he spun in circles on the chair by Piper’s desk. “At least not the first time, it’d be a bit over the top. I mean unless you’re into that I guess-” 

“What are you even doing here?” Jason asked him, not unkindly. 

Leo smirked and then became distracted by the make up box on Piper’s desk, pulling out a dark lipstick and uncapping it with wide eyes. He turned back to Jason, “oh I’m watching you fail at both of your relationships.”

Jason frowned, “I just got dumped, why are you making fun of me?” 

Leo twisted the base of the lipstick and then proceeded to lick it. He screwed up his face and put it away quickly. “You two forgot you were dating for an entire week, I had to remind you when you started drooling over a certain demigod that you already had a girlfriend.” 

“Okay, that’s fair,” Jason muttered. Piper chuckled and moved her things away from Leo’s curious grabby hands, quickly taking her eyeliner off before he tried to taste test that as well. “But… but I can’t just walk up to them and be like, ‘hey, you’re my best friend, wanna kiss?’”

Leo blinked. “Why not?”

Jason wasn’t sure how his friend was still alive, but then he remembered that Leo had died already anyway. Piper shrugged, “don’t blame him, he doesn’t know how romance or social situations work.”

“Hey!” Leo hissed, pointing at her with a contour brush he’d managed to find, “that’s homophobic!”

“How can I be homophobic?” Piper screeched, pointing to the rainbow flag pinned up lopsidedly above her bed, next to the hello kitty poster and the giant banner that read ‘i fucked your mum and all i got was this stupid flag’. 

Leo just stuck his tongue out at her. Then he turned to Jason. “If you don’t go romeo and juliet your way into a make out session, I will personally turn your stash of musk sticks into soot.”

Piper fiddled with her portable speaker, connecting it to the demigod proof phones Leo had managed to whip up in under three days after he discovered the Pokemon Go map reached CHB. “

“What do you mean Romeo and Juliet?” Jason asked.

“You gotta go up to their window and pretend it’s a balcony, Grace,” Piper said. SHe looked away from Olivia Rodrigo’s spotify and to the window. “It’s even raining outside. Perfect.”

Jason crossed his arms stubbornly, “I can think of a million ways it could go wrong.”

“Well I can’t,” Leo said as he started curling his eyelashes. The speaker next to him skipped a few beats and staticked it’ way through the music for a moment. Piper grinned. 

“It’s a bad idea! I’m not doing it!”

Seein' you tonight, it's a bad idea, right?

»»————-　★　————-««

Jason sucked in a breath and shut the Aphrodite cabin door behind him, hitching up his checked purple pajama pants and plodding through the dirt between the cabins lined up. 

Seein' you tonight, it's a bad idea, right?

Even if he didn’t work up the courage to tell you how pretty he thought your eyes were when you smiled and how endearing it was that you wrapped and arm around his shoulders every time you were walking together and how that thing you did with your tongue on your lip drove him crazy, he’d still get to see you. So technically he was just visiting his best friend, what was wrong with that?

Seein' you tonight, it's a bad idea, right?

Maybe the fact that if said best friend asked to kiss him Jason wouldn’t even hesitate.

Seein' you tonight, it's a bad idea, right?

»»————-　★　————-««

You pulled your curtains shut and waited for your younger siblings to finish putting all of their teddies to bed before the lamps were clicked off. After a few minutes, only the snores of your cabin mates and the rain on the roof were audible.

Hypnos dragged away everyone else in your cabin quickly, but you lay awake staring at the roof, your doona pulled up to your chin. A few polaroids were stuck to the walls next to your head, and the axolotl Squishmellow Leo had bought you for your birthday was in bed with you. You hugged it to your chest and shuffled around, trying to get to sleep.  

You ignored the first tap at your window, which was probably just a Harpy checking everyone was tucked into their beds and not planning to sneak out. 

The second one however, roused you from the warmth of the blanket Annabeth had crocheted as she discovered her skills with weaving. You paused in front of the window, sitting cross legged on your pillow. Whoever it was outside tapped again, so you pulled back the curtains and peeked out with narrowed eyes. 

A grin spread across your face before you could help it, and you heaved the frame up, poking your head out into the night to whisper shout. “What are you doing dude? It’s pouring!”

Jason blinked up at you with soggy hair and muddy pajamas. He plodded through the puddles up to your window. Luckily he was tall enough that you were eye level when he hopped onto a little boulder. “Um…”

“Gimme a second,” you muttered, and crawled out of bed to the shoe rack by the door. Avoiding the floorboards you knew would creak, you hopped back into bed and slid the pink spotty umbrella through the window, opening it up above Jason. 

He smiled, the scar on his lip twisting. You restrained yourself from reaching out to touch it and instead held the umbrella for him. “Is there a reason you’re Romeo and Julieting?” 

Jason eyes were wide and pale blue, like the sky behind a thin veil of clouds. “How am i the only one who- never mind. Uhm… I need to tell you something. 

The rain made it hard for you to hear whatever your best friend was muttering, so you beckoned him closer with a confused smile, “yeah? Did you forget how to use the toaster again? Because honestly I don’t know why you’re opposed to Leo just-” 

“Because of hygiene, for one,” Jason started, “but that’s not why I’m here.”

You gave him a second to think, not used to the genuinely fearful look on his face dripping with rain you hoped wouldn’t turn to tears. You didn’t really know where this was going.

He took a deep breath, his fingers curling around your window sill. “If this goes wrong, please blame Leo and Piper.”

“I could blame them for anything, and I’d be right.” 

Jason ducked his head and spoke to the ground. “I kind of… really like you. I’ve liked you for a long time, actually. I didn’t realize for a while, but it’s sort of…Yeah. It’s you.” 

So it wouldn’t be Jason crying, you realized. It would be you. 

You took a second to try that deep breathing thing someone had told you about, and smoothed out the front of your mickey mouse pajama shirt, blinking rapidly. The reality hadn’t really set it, you were in a sort of shocked state, so you tried to talk before you burst into tears. 

“Uhm,” you said weakly. “I think you might’ve forgotten about your girlfriend again, Jase.”

He went pale. Then he started shaking his head like a wet dog, which he sort of was, really. “No, no not like that. I mean, yeah I like you like that, wait- okay. Piper broke up with me, like five minutes ago, and-”

You took another deep breath and then handed Jason the umbrella. He took it with a lost expression, and you shut your window quickly, breaths turning as shaky as your hands. You were your childhood crushes rebound. You sort of wished you hadn’t opened that window, actually.

Jason tapped again, a lot quicker this time, and urgent. 

Ignoring him was the obvious choice, but that felt too kind. You yanked open the curtains again and then the glass, sticking your head out with a sharp glare. “I will not be your rebound-”

“She broke up with me because of you.” Jason blurted as soon as he realized you could hear him. 

He paused then, and you took in the holy depressing sight that was Jason Grace in dirty pajamas standing outside your window in the middle of the night, rain and tears dripping down his cheeks. “Well, not completely. We never really liked each other, it was all because of Hera, really. We just, well… neither of us could be bothered to figure out our feelings so we stayed together.”

Jason looked down at the ugg boots covered in grass and soil he was wearing. You were pretty sure they were Drew’s. “Apparently she got sick of me pining over you, so she dumped me so that they could make me come here and well, yeah, tell you.”

You blinked in shock for probably too long.

“I don’t wanna make you do anything, and you don't have to say anything, ever, actually.” Jason said quickly, with only honesty on his cute face. “You don’t have to keep being my friend, if you don’t want to, but I won't be weird, I promise. We can pretend this didn’t actually happen. I just sort of wanted to tell you, so I didn't have to hide it forever, I guess.” 

“They?” You asked.

Jason glared in the direction of the Aphrodite cabin. He spoke in a hollow voice. “It was an ambush. There were no survivors.”

You grinned, and then reached out into the pouring rain and held the umbrella, your hand over his. Jason whipped around with red cheeks and a frozen expression. “Uh-”

“Jason,” you began softly. “Did you want to Romeo and Juliet me?”

He blinked. 

“That means come here so I can kiss you,” You muttered, and dragged the son of Jupiter closer by the front of his shirt. Jason’s eyes widened and he made a shocked little sound.

He hopped back onto the boulder and reached up to your window sill though. His eyes were that bit lower than your own in that way you knew exactly what he was thinking and of course you’d oblige. 

“Just c’mere,” you whispered, trying to hold in your smile. Jason leant forward eagerly, and you held the umbrella in one hand tightly, the other sliding up to cup his jaw. You’d wondered what the scar on Jason’s lip felt like. 

Turned out it was just as soft as the rest of him. 

You tilted your head as heat seemed to build in your veins, making your head light. You couldn’t help but pull him closer, if that was even possible, and kissed him firmly. He made another odd sound and opened his mouth slowly.

From what you’d heard from your older siblings, kissing was awesome. You’d always thought it sounded a bit gross though, I mean, someone elses mouth? Their tongue?

This badly timed badly worded fucking adorbale boy in front of you proved that theory wrong. Jason threaded his fingers through your own and you leaned further out the window, drawing him back in and pressing your mouth deeper into his own, lungs burning.  

“Oh my gods,” Jason croaked, opening his eyes a little when you finally pulled away, gasping for air and trying to straighten out your thoughts. 

“Oh my gods,” you agreed, slipping your hand around the back of his neck and holding him close, fingers fiddling with the baby hairs there. Jason grinned, his cheeks as red as his lips. 

“Oh my gods! Go Jason!”

You both turned to see Piper and Leo cheering from behind another cabin, holding a barbie umbrella between them. 

Jason blinked at them, and then turned to you, “I told you, it was an ambush.” 

»»————-　★　————-««

[fulgurbugs]

What would the travelers Pokémon teams be?

I can totally see Alfyn having a Blissey. Therion seems like he’d have a Gengar, potentially.

ok. upon literally hours of deliberation and team building (i actually already had ones for the OT1 travelers but decided to revisit them and change a few picks) me and my bestie @snailcruncher have settled on some teams. i will be going in depth on reasonings for these so prepare for a long post lol. im gonna put it under a readmore because really im not joking about how long it is

we also came up with some ideas/lore for why some of these would be picked in a pokemon AU setting, so i’ll be explaining any of those thoughts if they’re relevant too.

Ophilia:

one of the only teams left untouched, I think this is a good batch for her. i’m imagining a scenario where the sacred flame takes the form of a pokemon, and it’s a lampent. frosmoth and togetic felt just like… the right vibe. Lapras and Ampharos both have associations with guiding, so they’re in. Audino is a notable healing pokemon, and it feels in line with her personality as well.

Cyrus:

Alakazam for mr high iq smart guy. duh. oranguru for his role as a teacher, and Runerigus would be a late acquisition to his team in his ch4. Flareon, Glaceon, and Jolteon for the 3 scholar spell types. i also think him having 3 eeveelutions could also be kind of like, they’re really good for demonstrations for single-type stuff, as well as being popular with others. people might come up to him and be like omg you have a flareon i love flareon pleaseeee tell me more (flirtily) which of course would go over his head and he would start telling you flareon facts. I feel like Cyrus would excel in double battles.

Tressa:

Meowth: the pay day signature pokemon. this is as close as i can replicate to tressa randomly finding money. Skwovet (she can now take her pet squirrel with her in a pokeball)

Gyrados for sure. one, she lives along an ocean, so she should definitely have a water type, two, i’m imagining a scenario where she buys a magikarp cheap, seeing the potential in it, then raises it into a real powerhouse. just like her!

carbink: really funny scenario me and the bestie came up with that instead of eldrite the treasure was diancieite. the carbink is from the same cave. tressa did try to evolve it with the diancieite. it didn’t work.

pidgeot… felt like she needed a flying type (wind magic rep) and i feel like she’d gravitate to the humbler normal types… doesn’t get much more straightforward than pidgeot. Dhelmise… maybe it used to be captain leons, maybe she fished it out of the harbor in rippletide herself. either way, she thinks it’s cool

Olberic:

Aegislash: sword form, shield form…. this pokemon itself is the unbending blade. obviously i have given him several other sword based pokemon, too.

gallade, escavalier, and sirfetch’d badically all fit this. they’re knight-like, so they feel fitting i think to him.

as for conkeldurr and garganacl, they feel kind of… solidly built. like him. ( ⬇️ garganacl pick lore)

Primrose:

almost all of her pokemon can learn some kind of dance though their level up. Oricorio is the obvious choice, dragonair reps dragon dance, beautifly reps quiver dance, and lilligant… well they can learn so fucking many. we couldn’t decide on which one to give her, so we ended up giving her both. they’re her backup dancers or whatever.

mawile just feels very primrose to me. its cute or pretty or whatever, and you might underestimate it… but watch out. it bites.

Alfyn:

he feels like a guy who loves a big fluffy dog. and stoutland has also been used in games for its ability to sniff out items, so it feels like it’d be a good pick for an apothecary looking to sniff out herbs and such. Comfey is an obvious pick, i mean its signature move is. floral healing. meganium also has mentioned in its dex entries its healing and calming properties. it’s also a cool as fuck dinosaur so i think alfyn would like it.

chatot. does this even need explanation

we also wanted to give him an ice type, and settled on cubchoo. it has a perpetually runny nose… even Alfyn can’t fix it, try as he might.

as for leavanny, we had some trouble picking the last slot on this team. we were looking through friendship evos, and leavanny caught my eye. it’s dex entries mention that it’s very gentle, it also shows no mercy to foes who target young pokemon. seems fitting… we decided alfyn got it as a swadloon (maybe it could be taught to use its sewing abilities to dress wounds?) and it evolved during his ch3.

Therion:

I think Krookodile, mimikyu, and klefki are quite obvious picks, so i won’t go too in on them. Ninjask and Shedinja…. Ninjask is super speedy, so it felt right to give one to therion, but also i feel like.. he’d keep the shedinja around. even with 1 hp and one billion weaknesses… it’s still a part of his team. it and ninjask were born from the same nincada. he couldn’t abandon it like that.

and applin lol. something about therion gives me “guy who’s going for a cool as fuck hydrapple and ends up with an appletun actually”

H’aanit:

If anyone’s allowed to have legendaries, it’s the hunters. Chien-pao is as close as we can get to a snow leopard. and yeah maybe it’s a little evil but H’aanit is built different. Decidueye feels like an obvious pick, and spirit shackle is a great signature move for the h’aanit vibe. trapinch for. leghold trap. kilowattrel is literally a thunderbird. and ariados… well, it has the ability sniper, to reference hunter’s crit boosting abilities, as well as having some trapping moves like webs. for the Hunters, I’ve left their last spot blank, but this just means like, a “flex” spot that would be different each time you battled them. H’aanits got boxes of options to choose from.

now, onto the OT2 ones!

Ochette:

I’m sure you can see what i’m going for here. it’s just the closest i could get to Akala/mahina and her 3 story beasts. and again, like H’aanit, the last spot is “flex” not empty, so imagine her bringing some different new bullshit to every battle.

Cassti:

i wanted to do a few things with Castti: obviously, give her some healing-y mons, but also a few oddball picks that might have you looking twice. picked Shiinotic because of its ominous dex entries, and then. toedscruel because i realize shiinotic actuallt doesn’t get spore i think? and i think castti “put em to sleep right in the street” florenz should have a mon with spore. (edit. i actually just cant read the bulbapedia tables and shiinotic does get spore. anyways she gets two spore mons i guess cuz what if she’s gotta knock out two people at the same time. or whatever. dustox emits toxic powder from its wings, which seems like it could be something castti would want to keep on hand for poison axe. these three might seem a little weird tho, and reinforce her bad first impression in canalbrine, even though i’m sure they’d all be very well behaved and nice. Blissey and Arboliva are straightforward healing picks. I feel like these would be common for apothecaries to have in general.

and then galar-slowking. poison-activated brain nonsense. i feel like she acquires this one post-amnesia. they feel a kinship with each other.

Throné

Throné’s team is half-blacksnakes dedicated, half catered to herself. Every blacksnake has a seviper or an ekans, as well as probably most of them also having other grunt-esque pokemon, like zubats and such. throné’s taken care of hers, though, and friendship evolved it into a crobat.

chose furfrou because i think throné would like a prissy little dog she can dress up cutely. milcery, which she’s waiting on evolving until she can figure out what alcremie form she wants, and a shade-cherrim.

oh, and zangoose, of course. the natural enemy of sevipers. one appeared to her right after she left new delsta. what a sign, right?

Osvald:

Osvald we had some interesting stuff to work with, I think. we decided that most of his pokemon were newly acquired after his prison escape- not on purpose. they seem to just take a liking to him and start following him around.

the avalugg helped get him out of the frozen water at cape cold, and then stuck with him.

the teddiursa.. also just stuck with him. we wanted to give him something that felt a little oddball for him… so this doesn’t evolve. it stays cute and unevolved forever.

the shuppet was found hovering around the ruins of Osvald’s house. he was reluctant to take it, but if it was formed out of some semblance of his desire for vengeance… he has to be responsible for it.

the Indeedee is the only one of osvalds old pokemon, out of this lineup. since indeedee are so helpful to people, it was kind of a family pokemon acquired after elena’s birth (dex mentions they’re good at babysitting.) Osvald could probably also trust it with simple lab assistant tasks like moving stuff around. was a very beloved pokemon within their family. anyways, following his sentencing, clarissa managed to get ahold of the indeedee and took care of it all this time. when osvald returns, it’s clear it wants him to take her with him.

the drampa was acquired after the events of montwise, having shown up and basically just forced itself to go with osvald. somehow it seems to know what’s going on and who it can trust…

and slowking.. well, smart guy needs a smart pokemon. it’s another one that took a shine to him, though at that point he was getting used to this happening.

Partitio:

Talonflame: partitio’s aptitude for fire magic and the “chickadee” nickname made this an obvious choice for an ace. I can imagine a young partitio’s first pokemon being a fletchling, for sure.

bramblegast. the funny tumbleweed. put it on the team immediately.

Milotic: Paritio picked up a feebas. having a knack for seeing the potential in pokemon, he wasn’t wrong, and now hes got this thing. it’s very popular with other people, though it seems an odd pick for partito at first glance to strangers.

armarouge: ok this one’s a little convoluted so i will explain it later. kind of vibes based pick tho lol. revavroom kind of. uhh. steam engine. (we can pretend)

there ain’t a more partitio pokemon out there than gholdengo. everyone say thank you scarvi for giving partitio most of his team.

Agnea:

hey, it’s another oricorio! i think you can guess why.

volcarona: learns fiery dance, but we thought up even more lore on this one. the larvesta was a family pokemon. mostly belonging to Garud (we ended up deciding that the Bristarnis had a lot of bug types, who help out with the sewing stuff and larvesta does give a little bit silkworm, lol..)

anyways, part of his blessing for sending agnea off was telling her to take the larvesta, who also turned out to be a dazzling star in the end too… after a lot of hard work.

altaria and leafeon rep dragon and swords dance. i just feel like they’re good picks for her energy, too. lunatone reps the moonstep. I’ve also opted to give her a sunny cherrim, which i think would be cute contrasted with Throné’s gloomy one.

Temenos:

temenos has quite the oddball lineup for a cleric. but hes kind of an oddball cleric so i think it works.

Absol. man. a lot of shit happens to temenos. this absol is stressed tf out 24 fucking 7. sorry man.

Clefable: felt like we had to give him a healer-adjacent pokemon and this one evolves with a moonstone. feels fitting for mr night-ability mistral tbh.

Lokix. alright. another scenario based pick. Temenos caught this thing on the pilgrims way as a nymble at like level 2. probably rustling in the metaphorical tall grass, crick is all “get behind me, it could be dangerous” and then. lvl 2. nymble. doesn’t even need to be fought to be caught. and then temenos is all hey crick, it’s a “crick”et pokemon! (we’ll ignore that the dex says grasshopper) he’d keep it just to mess with crick, but it ends up sticking around.

Houndoom. well, temenos is the pontiff’s hound, so we did need to pick a dog for him. it’s a houndour in the beginning, houndoom by the end. probably evolved in a moment of crisis (in ch4?) the yamask is from crackridge.

wooloo. this is actually Crick’s. it wasn’t helping with the little lamb allegations… after the events of stormhail, Temenos takes it in.

Hikari:

Kingambit: i mean. come on. gotta get a kingambit for the future king.

Gardevoirs dex entire mention that it is dedicated to its trainer/cause to the bitter end, and would do anything to protect it. perfect for Hikari.

Morpeko and Zweilous. some literally two-faced pokemon. (maybe he feels a little bit of a kinship with them in that way) i also really wanted to give Hikari a pseudo-legendary, and i think that his zweilous would probably evolve just in the nick of time to kick some ass against mugen. Hydreigons might be notoriously destructive, but something about the personalities merging into one brain in evolution seems to have mellowed Hikari’s out. it’s remarkably personable, for a hydreigon.

lucario: i really wanted to give him a pokemon that learns copycat, and lucario fits that bill. plus, he definitely needed a fighting type.

Cerudelge: formed from bitterness of old cursed armor, but also an extremely skilled sword fighter… one of hikari’s aces.

I also like to imagine that a lot of hikari’s pokemon are quite difficult to deal with (his ceruledge in particular is quite belligerent and mean) but they all have utmost respect for him as a trainer, once they’re on the battlefield. but onlookers sometimes worry… how the hell does he deal with it all?

other notes about some of the picks :

Partitio’s amarouge. Paritio picked up a. charcadet later on, and hikari personally warned him that it might be difficult to deal with. (his charcadet and later ceruledge were super hard to train for him) of course, partitio did end up in possession of the cool nice armor that evolved it into the better mannered and nobler armarouge… but honestly, even his charcadet was far better behaved.

paritio and tressa both get those shitty fish that get cool. must be because they both have an eye for a diamond in the rough.

agnea and throné’s cherrims are best friends. throné rarely got to see her cherrim sunny-form until she left new delsta… she wonders if maybe it was upset about being so nocturnal before, with the blacksnakes.

castti and osvald, team mom and team dad somehow both ended up with slowkings. everyone’s a little concerned about castti’s, though…

after the events of his story, Osvald leaves indeedee and teddiursa with clarissa and elena. the teddiursa and elena in particular take to each other very well… when osvald finally is able to return to elena’s life, the teddiursa is really much more her pokemon.

also. H’aanit and Ochette and far and away the best battlers of both groups. i know i only have them with one flex spot, but you can imagine that they’d swap out a lot more for whatever they need to do to build a good team. they’ve got loads more options than everyone else.

you know that thing about giving someone an applin in galar? therion did trade it over to alfyn at one point. but really they have joint custody of that thing. which definitely ended up as an appletun.

we also had some npc aces sprinkled in there, so here’s some other thoughts, just as bonus!

Malaya: Pawmot (revival blessing), rapidash.

Elena: Abra

Harvey: Hypno, Bacephalon

Pala: Kricketot (formerly belonged to her and agnea’s mom)

Roque: Metagross

Kazan: Husuian Braviary

Ori: Chatot

Trousseau: Glimmora

Cordelia: ….ferrothorn

Erhardt: Aegislash, Hisuian Samurott

Z’aanta: Zamazenta

Juvah: is literally a solgaleo

Darius: Scrafy/Pangoro

Simeon: Malamar

Esmeralda: Mismagius (wanted to give her something with perish song)

Mattias: drifblim? darkrai?

Lucia: Hatterene

Miguel: Grimmsnarl

Werner: spectrier

Mugen: Kingambit. mirror match with Hikari, but mugen’s has supreme overlord while Hikari’s has defiant.

Kaldena: we couldn’t pick but maybe she goes like lusamine mode and fuses with something.

Claude: Cradily. (uh. literally fossil pokemon)

Dolcinea: belive it or not, also an oricorio. also, solrock. but her oricorio is the prettiest.

veronica: she has somehow acquired the worlds first and only female gallade through the power of lesbianism.

Crick: … wooloo….

I do wanna make some drawings for these ideas, but this post was literally already one billion miles long and has way too many images, so it’ll probably be a separate post. thanks for the ask! and sorry for talking so much, but i fucking love making pokemon teams so much it’s insane.

and a big thank you again to my bestie @snailcruncher who helped me with a lot of these picks (and did basically all of the npc picks thank you so much i love you). tysm for pokemon octopath brainrotting with me for like 4 hours.

[toomuchracket]

thinking about a build a bear birthday party for amy today!!! matty and girly making bears for each other- meanwhile amy is going crazy in the clothing bit prepared to use and abuse Matty's credit card (as she should)

it's the easter holidays and so when matty has to change family day out plans cos he forgot he had a meeting at dh offices (idiot) his great plan for consoling the two of you is to say "if you come in with me, i'll treat you afterwards. maybe, ames, we could go to... build-a-bear?" - her sweet little face lights up and she practically launches herself at him to give him a big thank you cuddle, and matty looks over her shoulder and winks at you like "if we go regent street we can also go to anthropologie, darling", and then YOU launch yourself (carefully) onto the two of them to join in the hug lol. anyway! central london is crazier than usual, which a) means nobody notices either you or matty and stops you for chats and pics, and b) that your husband ends up scooping your six-year-old up and carrying her between the office and build-a-bear, which she's lowkey grumpy about ("m'not a BABY, dad!") but you think is very sweet; she softens when you get near the shop, bolting in as soon as matty puts her down, going straight to the pink highland cow and nodding like "i want that one", adding a cheeky grin (inherited from you, surprisingly) and a "please" when you raise a brow. while you're waiting for a staff member, matty clocks the pokemon collection and gets really fucking excited lmfao - he picks up a bulbasaur and smiles a bit shyly at you and says "d'you think it'd be weird if i got this? could take it on tour with me and fall asleep cuddling it instead of you", and you tease him like "great substitute, really" but then kiss his cheek and say "pick me something, then. can't be the only one not getting something in here today". and he really thinks about it, browsing everything while you try and control the amount of damage amy's going to do to her father's bank account by giving her cow a whole wardrobe (but to be honest you don't REALLY stop her lol. he loves spoiling the two of you! it's fine!), and when you all meet back up to get the plushies stuffed he just hands you a bear with monet's waterlilies printed on it and says "thought you'd like this one most", and he's so right. like you said, you and matty end up taking each other's plush and designing it all properly, picking outfits and names and recording little "love you!" messages to put in them, and honestly the whole day is just so much fun. you don't get them scented, though, because you'll just use each other's daily fragrance, and when amy gets the option to strawberry-scent the cow she goes all shy and shakes her head, clinging to your leg like "want it to smell like mummy's perfume too", bless her. it's your turn to scoop her up for a cuddle at that point (while matty pays lol), kiss her head, and say "d'you want to help me pick a new outfit for myself?", and when she nods enthusiastically matty just sighs. but he actually doesn't mind carrying all the bags and paying, not at all. he loves taking care of his girls!! <3

[sporesgalaxy]

honestly fascinated by volo not recognizing scrangle as inhuman in the postgame stuff you offered earlier (which HAS been extremely helpful! i've been chewing on it in my brain) because to me volo's whole deal is so entrenched in his own humanity as compared to the world of dangerous creatures and equally dangerous deities he inhabits. like in pla itself and in much of his pokemas dialogue he emphasizes the frequency that someone with his profession and his background finds themselves in life-or-death situations, and for all he's willing to condemn the hisui he knows to unmaking he doesn't seem to view the suffering motivating him as exclusive (between "i imagine we all go through something like that" with his childhood issues and his expectation that the player has dreams of their own + acknowledgement that those dreams don't "leave room" for his own rather than being shocked or even accusatory that someone would be able or willing to stand against him) - like, in rebelling against the god he reveres even through his obsessive anger towards it ("what is it, then, that you find so lacking in me?!" furiously demanded from arceus after he's already professed his intentions towards it is probably my favorite line of his. fucking hits) he's already positioning himself as fundamantally below his opposition, but that's borne out even further by the hisui situation of humans struggling to compete in general. in a weird way him lumping in scrangle with the people he belongs to draws MORE parallels between the two than are even presently there by his own standards

OKAY HIHIHI SORRY I LEFT YOU HANGING A MILLION YEARS. I LOVED THIS I just had to go back and reexamine every decision I ever made about Volo in relation to Scrangle because YOU RAISE GREAT POINTS!

I admit that I think I got my character motivation timing mixed up when I wrote Volo saying "...Whether you are creative or delusional makes no difference to me, little girl." I don't think he'd have THAT much resentment toward Scrangle BEFORE they revealed that the Tyrant they want to destroy is Arceus.

HOWEVER, the other thing motivating that line from Volo was a potent mixture of disappointment and jealousy, which I think he'd already have plenty of by that point. Scrangle FELL FROM THE SKY in OBVIOUSLY ARCEUS-THEMED CLOTHING, and yet at every turn she shows TOTAL irreverence or even malice toward any suggestion of a higher power. Volo DOES have an odd sort-of humbleness about his place in the universe, despite his ambitions to ascend beyond that. So I imagined that someone like Scrangle acting like they're already above everything would really rub Volo the wrong way.

And then to see someone who acts and talks like Scrangle end up battered and bruised by the Frenzied Nobles just like any other human...what a letdown! None of Scrangle's victories against the Nobles were exactly clean-- well, her Pokemon could win cleanly once the Noble could be wrangled into an actual battle, but Scrangle always got pretty severely beat up in the process. Scrangle is good with Pokemon, but in every other respect they seems like theyre every bit the brash, clumsy, foolish child they appear to be, even moreso than the canon PLA protagonist. A Volo who was reckoning with a STRANGER appearing to have been chosen by Arceus from the beginning of the game (thanks to Scrangle's outfit) would I think be more susceptible to skepticism toward Scrangle, for the sake of his own ego as a "humble" pious scholar & Arceus devotee, who nonetheless thinks he can pull of rebuilding the entire world.

I really need to review Volo's interactions with the player thruout the middle of the story to get a finer tune on their whole thing, though. I have vague memories of thinking they'dve had some sour interactions at least one of the times Volo was investigating those runes...

[timegears]

answering your ask like this so it doesn't show up in any tags. being very negative here and i don't want to rain on anyone else's parade. also a lot of this is just word vomit so i have no idea how cohesive this is lol.

i will say i haven't played e0ts myself so take what i say with a grain of salt but everything i've heard about it (including from my wife who is a trusted source on this to me) it just sounds like it's very meanspirited. i've heard it won't ever shut the fuck up about ch@tot like for the love of god we get it already can you please talk about anything else. also not a fan of the way i've heard it treats the female characters (particularly team ch@rm and cr3sselia, making the former out to be corrupt idiots and making the latter an utter bitch) when the base game is already limited on how many female characters it has. especially when those scenes are used to hype up a male character like. okay.

i have more of a leg to stand on for zero. i haven't finished the postgame/main story section yet, so i won't comment on that, but i have finished the prequel aspect of it and. ghghh. the way this game treats disabled characters is really horrific. gulpin's death was genuinely so upsetting to watch as a disabled person myself. i don't see why we had to watch one of the disabled characters die violently onscreen while the able bodied deaths occur offscreen, so we're spared the details of those. it feels so masturbatory in how it wants to pat itself on the back for how it handles ableism but treats disabled death as shock value. and i'm not saying that disabled characters can't ever die ever, it's just how their deaths were handled in comparison to the abled ones.

and i'm not indigenous, so i won't put my foot in this too badly, but saying that "dungeon pokemon are more inherently violent because they weren't raised in civilisation" is. bad. like REALLY REALLY fucking bad. they even call r@mpardos the anti-indigenous s slur at some point iirc like. good fucking god. can we not parrot actual colonial rhetoric in this p0kemon game.

the whole thing with r@mpardos being uniquely evil just sorta spits on the messaging in se2. like the point is that separating people into black and white boxes of "good" and "bad" is meaningless because "good people" are capable of doing some really horrendous things and "bad people" are capable of doing wonderful things, which is just a realistic fact. and i give the base game shit for doing this with d@rkrai as well, so i'm not targetting just this fangame with this.

speaking of d@rkrai but brainwashing duskn0ir to be evil is such a boring direction they could've taken that in. him simply being afraid of death and using that to fuel his bad deeds is so much more interesting.

also HATE the way this game flanderizes c3lebi. i know the base game doesn't give her much but god if you could give the male leads a ton more to their characters (regardless of if i liked what the game did with them or not) then you don't have to make most of c3lebi's scenes be hammering in her crush a billion times. it's why i've actively grown to not like a lot of fut*re trio fancontent because of how misogynistic people are about c3lebi. i could fix her (make her more suicidal). with all this being said, i do like how it handles esp3on as another female lead (though i don't care for her dead teammates. maybe if the game didn't make them fatphobic and then try to make them sympathetic, i would've cared more lol).

one last thing is that i also can't stand hero in this game. oh my god they don't fucking shut up ever. this game knows that it doesn't need to have 20 entirely full boxes of dialogue from them in a row, right? they just drone on and on, and it's so tiring to read (god bless my wife for being the one to voice them when we stream the game together).

for the most part, zero has been really unpleasant to experience, especially as a disabled person, which is why i really don't like it being regarded as "basically canon." i won't say there's nothing i like about it because i actually like a lot of the shelter cave section, but once everyone leaves the cave, it nosedives straight downhill for me.

i'm giving e0ts a pass for now as it would just be unfair for me to give genuine critiques when i haven't played it myself (emery can sound off with her own much more valid critiques in the replies if they want).

i don't like to tear fanprojects so viscerally (especially as someone with a pmd story myself. i don't want to foster any hate in fandom that way) and please don't think that these critiques are me personally having it out for the creators of these games, but these being fanprojects doesn't excuse them from being criticized, especially on the more bigoted end of things (i do the same with official games, such as super's bad fatphobia issue). and them being seen as "basically canon" when they just feel much more meanspirited than the official games and don't capture their integrity just feels wrong.

[nyaagolor]

Paldean Elite Four (+ Geeta) Headcanons

They've been on my mind recently bc of all the asks I got

Rika:

Rika is the office gossip QUEEN. She knows everything about everyone, so if you need or want to know something you ask her. She knows a guy. She also desperately wants to figure out what Larry and Geeta's Deal (tm) is. They bicker constantly, are insanely passive aggressive, but despite their opposing attitudes agree on most fundamental issues. They look like they hate each other, but Larry constantly takes on new responsibilities for the League and Geeta constantly showers him with raises and promotions. Rika has taken to snooping thru their emails and prodding Hassel for info, but he doesn't know anything either. It’s driving her nuts

Paldea had a Region’s Sexiest Man contest. Rika won. Women Want her. Despite this however she can only pick up women accidentally. If she actively tries to flirt she will fuck it up spectacularly. Just the in-universe version of this

Rika is actually on the payroll as the league receptionist and does that Elite Four thing as a side hustle for extra cash. She gets kind of embarrassed when you call her a receptionist during her Elite Four duties though because other regions often use her as an example of why the Paldean league is garbage (i.e. they're so understaffed even a receptionist can be on the E4. They must have grabbed the nearest person, etc etc). She puts on the vibe of someone chill but this in particular is a bit of a sore point for her

She hates dresses / skirts with a burning passion and refuses to wear them. If you give her a REALLY good reason it's a solid maybe, but good luck with that. She needs to stretch

Her Clodsire's name is Pancake :) I like to think all her pokemon are named after breakfast foods (which, btw, is her favorite meal of the day. She is easily bribed with good waffles)

She and Larry are drinking buddies. She does most of the drinking

Poppy:

Everyone in the league is very careful to alter their habits around Poppy. She’s small and cute and sweet and a little baby so the usual informal cursing (like Rika shouting that HR needs to “cut the bullshit”) or the smoke breaks on the roof (yes I think they all smoke) can’t happen when Poppy is around

The league spoils her rotten. Candy? Toys? Help with her kindergarten homework?? Anything for Poppy. Even Larry, who seems too strict or apathetic to care, has her drawings in his desk drawer and lets her decorate his ties. The toys in the lobby are also hers

Her parents are accountants who brought her to take your kid to work day and let her play with their Pokémon outside. Rika challenged her to a match as a joke because they had a cancellation and Geeta watched— but both were shocked that Poppy’s skill with her parents’ steel types and her own Tinkaton were unparalleled by anyone in the building. When another E4 member retired, the league decided to let Poppy battle under her parents’ names just to blow off some steam. Poppy gets to let out energy, her parents make extra money, and the elite 4 has a strong battler. Win win!

Poppy loves to braid and play with hair, so the other elite four members will often let her play with their hair and add clips while they work. Larry is Poppy’s favorite because he sits Very Very Still

If Poppy really likes the battle she had with you, she’ll give you a sticker. Geeta once walked into a meeting with a gold star directly on her forehead because Poppy stuck it there and she didn’t want to take it off where Poppy could see it, forgetting about it by the time she walked in. She later moved it to her jacket

She has nicknames for everyone except Rika, which drives Rika insane. Grandpa Hassel, Mister Larry, Miss Geeta (or Auntie sometimes) but Rika? It’s just Rika. It’s always Rika. When Hassel was babysitting her at his and Brassius’ home in Artazón, Poppy’s eyes went really wide and she asked if she had two grandpas now or if Brassius was just SUPER old. He found that insanely funny

Larry:

I saw a fic that had Larry naming his pokemon after Excel commands and I cannot stop thinking about it. It's canon in my heart. Btw if anyone knows this fic / the name pls lmk I can’t find it again but I remember his Flamigo was named COUNTIF

Larry is actually pretty wealthy, partially because he's raking in cash from his three jobs and partially because he doesn't spend money on anything but food and pokemon products. Considering that the Treasure Eatery feeds him for free and the pokemon products are provided or subsidized by the League, that leaves him with a LOT of extra income, which he uses to help out his friends or gym challengers with financial issues or simply buying them dinner

Someone added this on another post of mine but every single one of Larry’s passwords is some variation on “password”. He’s many things but creative is none of them. Also these tags are canon to me

In contrast to his outward grumpiness and seeming apathy, Larry is incredibly gentle with and good with kids. He is confident the future will be better because of them, and does what he can to encourage them. It's a big part of the reason Geeta picked him for the positions-- they have a pretty similar philosophy regarding children and the future

Geeta has been doing everything in her power to get him to quit his third job (which is not League-affiliated) because he does the best work of anyone around and his other boss is a complete and utter asshole. She's tried promoting him, telling him how valuable he is to the team, using raises, praise, and passive aggression, but nothing is working. At one point she even tried overloading him with hours so he'd be forced to quit something but that didn't work either. She's stumped. The man won't quit

That third job? I'm not actually sure what it is but I do have an AU where he's a hitman. Call that a business casuality ;)

Hassel:

He always keeps candy in his desk (and his coat pockets) because he's a teacher and wants to be prepared. It's the strawberry kind, yall know the ones. This came in handy when Poppy joined the league, so all the other members started doing it too

His family gets traditional tattoos all over, which Hassel likewise has. He'd never remove them, but still keeps them covered most of the time for modesty reasons. Brassius has filled in the gaps in the traditional dragon shapes with various flowers to show how Hassel has grown from but not forgotten his past. They look very cool and Rika is insanely jealous of that

This old man is way more fit than he appears. He's a sensitive sweetheart and prefers the arts to sports or battling, but he's still a dragon tamer and keeps up his workout regime quite meticulously. Peepaw’s fucking shredded

His favorite art medium is paint, and he loves it when the little kids have class so he can finger paint alongside them. His office in the League building is covered in art. Geeta thinks it's sweet how he remembers every piece and how emotional he gets talking about it

Hassel has a hard time turning off teacher mode, which makes his training sessions at the league insanely funny to watch. “Haxorus, we do not Guillotine our friends!”

He can, and frequently does, play classical Paldea guitar. Once his rock career fell flat, he started experimenting with the style of his new home region and fell in love. You can often find him giving impromptu concerts from his balcony in Artazon

Geeta:

As much as she micromanages others, she's more than willing to take any responsibilities herself if she can't find someone else to do them. Plumber cancelled and they need the sink fixed asap? Get her a hammer. Rika is out sick? She'll cover those emails. Part of the reason the league struggles to complain about her is that they know for all the work they're doing, she's doing double. This doesn’t necessarily mean she’s GOOD at it but she’s doing it

I’m not sure how I want to explain it backstory wise but a lot of her skin is crystalline just like the AI professors. She’s got a LOT of connections to Area Zero and her top priority is making sure nothing goes in and nothing gets out. The professor hates her. The feeling is mutual

No one has ever seen her blink

She’s incredible at traditional Paldean dances. When Hassel plays classical guitar, she’ll dance along, and it’s magical to watch

That whole thing about not being able to hold back during battles? It’s a PR thing to make kids feel better. She’s not very good at battling. Geeta is just like (gestures at her Avalugg) I just think they're neat

A huge point of contention between her and her employees is that she takes everything literally and is terrible at reading tone. Her gym leaders are scared of her and try to drop hints about things because they think they’ll be punished if they’re too forward, but all those hints go right over Geeta’s head. The gym leaders then think Geeta is ignoring them on purpose but she’s none the wiser. Everyone is losing.

[hollowhero13]

Cheri is getting fucked up (sad)

@jestersuicide you wanted it

Cheri slowly opened his eyes. The eye-piercing light caused an instant sharp pain. He tried to move, but his body refused to obey. The weight, like a huge stone, pressed down on his chest. He was lying on a scruffy bed, covered with a heavy blanket. At the same time, he could clearly hear the retracting sound of medical devices, like Nurse Joy's. The smell of a cloying floral perfume was even able to tell which one it was — one of Meteor's girlfriends. Cheri remembered her, and he'd had to stay with her a couple of times before when his injuries were too serious to be treated at home. Meteor has never used the service of more "legal" nurses for a reason called "I don't want to risk our safety"...

How did he get here in the first place?

Everything seemed muffled and blurred, as if through a layer of murky water.

The last thing he remembered was dust, screams, a sharp clang of metal, a sharp flash and a deafening sound, and then blackness.

Cheri tried to remember the details, but there was only a void in his head, pierced by a sharp, throbbing pain behind his eyes. He tried to focus on something by squinting his eyes. The world around him was blurring into indistinct spots.

Silence. A deep, oppressive silence, broken by the same beeping of the machine, which Cheri did not see, but felt as if on an instinctive level.

Gradually, the blackness dissipated. Pokemon began to make out the outlines of objects: walls covered with yellowed wallpaper, rusted metal hardware, an IV drip with a colorless liquid. The peculiar ward, although it tried to look cozy with all this old furniture, but how cold it was! There was almost nothing hanging on the walls, except for a small poster depicting either a tower or a flower.

Cheri tried to move again, this time with more caution. The arms felt bad, and the legs felt even worse. Every breath he took hurt in his head, in the area of his forehead.

He should've die.

Cheri tries to raise his trembling hand to touch his head, but notices a tube running from his wrist to an IV drip. Suddenly, he heard muffled voices from behind the wall. One is Meteor's gruff baritone, the other is Nurse Joy's soft, calm voice. Eavesdropping is bad, but it's not Cherie's fault that God gave him ears!

— It's too much fucking risk. Who knows what's going on in his head now?! You said yourself that he can "wake up different." He is no longer the right person for my organization. Moreover, I can just make new Cheri, this rat has already proved that it is possible.

It would have been better if Cheri had been born deaf. Meteor's voice was deep and growling, while the nurse tried to gently reason with him.

— But sir, he's one of your most loyal pokemon! You can't just-

— His loyalty might start hurting my business.

Mime listens, and his heart is heavy with despair. He understands his boss's reasoning, but it still hurts. He feels betrayed, thrown away like trash. A single tear rolls down his cheek. Does Cheri mean nothing to Meteor anymore? Maybe Papa was just tired? It was a tough... How long had he been lying here?

After a moment, the voices fade away. Cheri is left alone with his thoughts, the weight of his boss' words crushing his spirit. He lies frozen, and the sun sets and the room becomes dark. Memories flashed through his shattered head: years of loyal service, risky missions, victories, defeats... Warm evenings with Meteor. It was all for the Meteor. The mime killed for him, took bullets for him. For some reason, Cheri didn't remember much. He closed his eyes, remembering Meteor's words about "instability" with a bitter smile. Maybe he's really right.  Right now, a shot pokemon is a tainted commodity.

"Love is deserved, not given."

He thought he deserved it.

As night falls, Cheri's thoughts grow darker. He begins to doubt everything - his loyalty, his worth, even his own sanity. The bullet wound throbs in time with his racing heart, and every beat is a reminder of his failure. Suddenly, he hears the soft click of the door opening. Cheri holds his breath, pretending to be unconscious. Soft footsteps approach the bed. He recognizes the quiet, measured gait - it's Meteor. Cheri's heartbeat is getting faster, and the heart monitor's signals are getting faster. Was his boss here to finish what the bullet had started, to silence him forever? That would be nice.

— I know you're awake. Open your eyes, I have a conversation for you.

The danger and disappointment are clearly audible in Meteor's voice. Cheri slowly opens his eyes and meets the gaze of the one he has idolized all his life. He sees no warmth or concern in his idol. Only fatigue, old age, and cold calculation.

— Nurse Joy said that you can become unpredictable when you wake up. Memory loss, personality changes...

— I'm still loyal to you!.. I love you!

Cheri tries to sit up, but pain shoots through his head, forcing him to sink back down. Meteor watches impassively, making no move to help.

— Really? Because right now you're more trouble than you're worth. A liability. That bullet could have hurt you a lot, Mr. Mime. And I don't need crippled pokemon.

Cheri swallows deeply, feeling a lump rise in his throat. Meteor never called him just "Mr. Mime." So things are really bad. Awful even. Pokemon clenches his teeth in pain.

— I... I can s-still fight! I'm useful, I can still help you! I promise! I won't get in your way! J-just... Give me at least a week?

Meteor studies Cheri with piercing eyes for a long time. The lamplight from the street casts sharp shadows on his dry, wrinkled face. Then he gets up abruptly and heads to the door.

— You have 48 hours to disappear. I allow you to think that I spared you and just sent you to retirement.

— Okay, Pa-... sir.

The unspoken threat remained in the air. Somewhere on the periphery of the hearing, he can hear the ticking of a clock, which was not there before. As soon as the door closes behind Meteor, Cheri, gritting his teeth, tears the tube with the needle from his hand, leaving a bloody color on the mottled sheets. He can't afford any "recovery" or "rehabilitation" now, so he'll have to be patient. Pokemon throws back the blanket, exposing his chest - bandages are tightly wrapped around his waist, hiding wounds that he did not remember how he got. He swings his legs over the side of the bed, hissing with exertion. The body feels like shit - battered, shot through, and left to heal on its own. In the movies, these moments seemed much cooler and much easier to pull off.

Grunting, Cheri stands up, checking his legs. He staggers before regaining his balance. He wants to lie back down, but he doesn't have time for that. Cheri walks slowly towards the door, each step causing a sharp pain in his head. He stops, listening to the sounds outside. The hallway is quiet. He peeks out cautiously. It's all clear. He goes out, closing the door behind him. Cheri leans against the wall, catching his breath. Panic is building, he needs to get out of here, now.

Cheri pushes off the wall and staggers down the hallway. Everything around just screams old - previously considered luxury, but now it is a haven for the poor. The lacquered floors creaked with every step, and the cold, cracked walls seemed about to give up and crumble. Cheri didn't give up. There was no elevator in this place, but instead a great and terrible staircase. It's a good thing that he need to go down it, not up, otherwise Meteor would have found the corpse of his former henchman much earlier than expected.

Cheri leaned against the wall, taking deep breaths, and began to descend. Every step is very painful. He holds the delicate cast-iron railing tightly, using them to hold his weight. His vision is blurry, and from time to time he stops to catch his breath. On the ground floor, Cheri grunts as he opens the heavy door to the stairwell, entering another deserted corridor. This time it is much shorter, and with a wooden entrance door at the end, through which the autumn breeze blows. He keeps going forward. He can't stop. Cheri gets to the doors and opens them with trembling hands. The cool night air hits him like a slap in the face, making him stumble. He looks around, confused. He's in an unfamiliar parking lot, cars scattered in the dim light of the streetlights. There's no one around. Only the Murkrow pack is closely watching the suffering of the released pokemon.

Cheri starts walking, his steps uneven and slow. He leaves a trail of blood drops behind him, but he doesn't care. He just needs to get away from Meteor. He reaches the edge of the parking lot, and everything narrows in front of his eyes. His head hurts like hell. He stops, pressing his hand to his forehead. It gets sticky with blood. Cheri grits his teeth, everything gets so cold... He seems to have lost too much blood. Everything is floating past his eyes. He needs to sit down, just for a second. He stumbles to the side, hitting his back against the wall of the building next to the parking lot. He slides down, his legs give way. Breathing becomes more and more irregular and painful. Oh shit.

Cheri struggles with unconsciousness, still holding his hand to the wound. Warm blood seeps through his fingers, trickling down his face. His head falls back against the wall, and his eyes close. He knows he should be scared, but all he feels is fatigue. Cheri was so damn tired. Tired of running away, tired of the pain, just tired. Maybe passing out wouldn't be so bad...

[fuck-you-upmusicbracket]

Mama (My Chemical Romance)

Well mother, what the war did to my legs and to my tongue/You should have raised a baby girl/I should've been a better son/If you could coddle the infection/They can amputate at once/You should've been/I could have been a better Well mother, what the war did to my legs and to my tongueson

And when we go don't blame us/We'll let the fires just bathe us/You made us oh so famous/We'll never let you go/And when you go don't return to me my love

“Trans vibes”

"Omg omg. Intense as hell. Like sure the song is about going to hell but like holy shit. Every time I listen to it it’s like I’ve been possessed by some evil spirit or a pirate (there’s like a but that sounds like you’re on a sinking ship and you rock back and forth it’s so fun). And live!! Omg it’s the greatest thing in the world live."

"It’s very angry and very transgender and I am very transgender and it‘s nice to be angry with him. It’s also about the war and trying to mend relationships with one’s mother"

"Like many MCR songs, you have no choice but to sing along. It hits me in my core, especially the lines above. I heard it live and hearing a whole crowd chant "you should've raised a baby girl, I should've been a better son" made me realize that I'm truly not alone"

Pokemon Theme Song (Jason Paige)

It's you and me I know it's my destiny (Pokémon)/Oh, you're my best friend/In a world we must defend (Pokémon Gotta catch 'em all)/A heart so true/Our courage will pull us through/You teach me and I'll teach you (Ooh, ooh)/Pokémon! (Gotta catch 'em all)

"This is a weird one because I've never seen Pokemon, and I've never played pokemon go. Like, the only pokemon i can name is pikachu. AND YET. the chorus of this song hits like a gut punch, a kick in the balls, and a kick in the pussy all wrapped up in one. i find myself consistently hoping that someone will have made a FMV with this song everytime i enter a new fandom and noone ever has. someday i'll learn video editing so that i can be the change i wish to see in the world"

Mama submitted by @commsofficerdougeiffel

[kits-ships]

🔒🔒🔒🔒🔒🔒🔒🔒🔒🔒🔒🔒🔒🔒🔒🔒🔒🔒🔒🔒🔒🔒🔒🔒🔒🔒 throws locks thru ur window…

heyyy........ lets get a lil into my pokemon crushes.......

list under the cut (non-sharing pokeshippers pls beware)

#20.)

i dont actually know anything about caitlyn i just think shes pretty. i actually never finished b&w ............ 😥

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#19.)

i also dont remember much about will but i like his design . psychic-type users just have cool outfits i guess. what a silly little guy

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#18.)

i want to hit him with a fuckin hammer. the tension between us is crazy and he pisses me off. but also he wants me so bad. fuck you arlo

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#17.)

koga is also hot and also a little bit of a freak. i have fond memories of him as a lil kid.

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#16.)

is it weird to say i remember liking him but i dont really remember why. he's a bit higher up on the list because id actually gained sentience by the time id played moon

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#15.)

HES CUTE !!! he is so nice and adorable and he is my buddy :) i think he was my first crush in shield bc hes also like. the first gym leader you meet

and he's really rocking the weed shoes

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#14)

SHUT UP. I WAS TWELVE AND THAT HAIRCUT.......... FALKNER PLEASE HMU. emo bird boy

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#13.)

again i was 12!!!!!!!!!! but come on... hes a handsome fellow... and he likes ghost types?!? morty please save me. morty. save me morty.

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#12.)

i love u mo. 'scrawny little nerd i could snap over my knee' is 100% my type and you'd laugh if you saw the similarities between him and my husband. he needs kisses.

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#11.)

do i really need to say anything.

i feel like everyone can agree that he's hot and i want him to tell me abt fossils and rocks. literally everyone i knew at age twelve was either attracted to steven or to cynthia. or both.

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#10.)

SORRY. DONT LOOK AT ME. HE'S ANOTHER PRETTY BOY...

his autistic charm has bewitched me and i never even finished b&w. im also a sucker for the lost child raised/protected by pokemon trope

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#9.)

ACK. this man had little angel in a chokehold. i was so happy whenever he was in an episode or movie and his backstory makes my heart hurt....... also id get so pissed off whenever they had to change his voice actor for something

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#8.)

gilf. i will not be taking any questions

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#7.)

i am not immune to spark. i feel like he literally has NO substance to his character and yet i love him. its in my blood as a member of team instinct /j

i like imagining him as a himbo but ik hes a researchers assistant... hes like the kinda guy to explain string theory to you but also get confused when you tell him to 'hit the road'

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6.)

gilf pt. 2.

i love you kabu. inever thought id fall for a short and buff middle aged guy in a pokemon series but i wuv him and i wuv his rare league card

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#5.)

AGAIN HES LIKE TH E FIRST GYM LEADER YOU MEET AND HE WAS IN THE POKEMONM ANIME AND AUGHhh.... ROARK... i literally owe him my life for showing me the underground in pokemon diamond. i loved diggin up those lil rocks and i love him. he had little angel swooning

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#4.)

stop..... dont look at me..... i was like six years old and hes a HANDSOME KNIGHT with a LUCARIO!!!! and no i dont want rye i dont want riley (well maybe a little) i love AARON!!! HE SACRIFICED HIMSELF !!!

this crush has lasted for eighteen whole years and i still go feral over him. his hair is crazy tho

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#3.)

ok. i had the fattest crush on him in pokemon moon. hes a pathetic little meow meow just looking to fuck stuff up and i respect it. i can clearly remember going up to him postgame and just spamming the a button to talk to him. i love love love him.

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#2.)

FUCK. THIS IS WHO IM FIXATED ON ATM. VOLKNER. NOT ONLY DO I LOVE SINNOH BUT I LOVE ELECTRIC TYPES AND I LOVE GRUMPY GOOBERS LIKE HIM!!! HES SICK OF HIS JOB AND HE NEEDS KISSES TO FEEL BETTER (trust me im a doctor) AND HE WOULD BE SO CUTE IN A LDR WITH LUNETTE... SHES OFF SEEING THE WORLD BUT SHE ALWAY S HAS HIM TO SIT DOWN WITH, WATCH THE SEA, aND FEEL AT HOME WITH :,( I LOVE HIM AND IVE LOVED HIM SINCE HIS FIRST APPEARANCE IN THE ANIME.....

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#1.)

its leon. are you surprised. i love him and crazy hair, crazy fashion sense, and his little charizard shaped beard. love love love this lil silly

[ask-team-misfit]

*Destino approaches Lief, carry a body pillow of themselves.*

Destino: If it isn't bugaboo himself. You know, I love the lack of sleepwear you possess. Really going fully rebellious with this I see. I appreciate a good fuck you to the rules. Stick it to the man as they say. Oh wait, you don't own any? Oh, that is rather embarrassing for you. Anyway, this conversation isn't about you. It's about me and my plus one.

*Destino shoves their body pillow into your face. Something about this body pillow is giving you off vibes but you can't quite tell what it is.*

Destino: Have you acquainted with them yet? Body pillow Destino truly is a great listener. The best, I'd say. Probably the second most handsome thing here. Me being the most handsome 'mon of course. It appears you don't have any friends here either. What a shame. What's happened there? Did you decide not to bring any? Or, and this is a wild guess, you didn't have any to bring in the first place?

Lief: "Oh, great. Lovely..."

At the sound of Destino's voice, Lief felt a part of him get seriously peeved. Perhaps he should have seen this coming, that a Pokemon the likes of this Absol would be attracted to such a large gathering in the end. Though it didn't make the realization that they really were here any less bothersome.

Much of what he proceeded to hear was eye-rolling, but otherwise in line with his initial expectations. With a look of annoyance at being called "bugaboo", he started to respond, thinking them to be finished at first.

Lief: "You know, you have got some ner-"

He'd get cut off before he could even begin. Not just by Destino's conceited rambling that he only half paid attention to at this point, but also from the body pillow being shoved against his muzzle. To say it was uncomfortable to smell full blast would be an understatement.

But towards the latter half of Destino's blabbing, he heard the one thing that truly ticked him off.

He'd usually wave it off; he'd usually dish it back in his usual snark tenfold, and play it off like it didn't matter.

But it felt different today. It truly, seriously ticked him off.

Perhaps it was the already poor mood he was in shortly before he got here. Perhaps it was the thoughts relating to why he was so bummed out that he personally found bothersome to feel and even more bothersome to talk about.

Perhaps it was that he ultimately came by in an attempt to escape from that, only to have it thrown back in his face and said plain for anyone to hear.

With a shove as hard as he could muster, he pushed the body pillow, and Destino, well away from him.

[ ID: A grayscale drawing of Lief, a hybrid of Sylveon and Ribombee, with a mono-color background. He is shown from the neck up, with his face slightly angled away from the viewer towards the left. He appears seriously disgusted or angry. His eyebrows are furrowed to the extent that wrinkles are visible between them, his eyes are squinting slightly, and his mouth is open in a grimace. End ID ]

Lief: "Don't you ever shut up?!"

It simply came out of him. He felt anger before he could really think about it.

His antennae crimped up, being their most crooked yet. His wings were rigid and fully open, lightly quivering.

Lief: "Like what, do you wake up every morning and practice this shit in front of a mirror? L-like, 'Oh BOY, I wonder who I'm gonna completely piss on today!' Certainly says a lot about why you're so absorbed with yourself, you pretentious prick."

He marched towards Destino with a glare, progressively raising his voice the more he ranted.

Lief: "You have got some serious nerve, coming up to me, acting like a royal pain in the ass, talking about ME not having friends and pushing that disgusting thing right in my face...!"

As if to emphasize the words "disgusting thing", he shoved them back twice, proceeding to get in their face outright. If he hadn't knocked them over clean at this point? He probably did with how hard he shoved right then.

Lief: "When you're the one that caused this mess! If you hadn't poisoned my brain with your 'brilliant advice', maybe I would actually have someone here, and MAYBE I wouldn't be feeling so pissy about what is a perfectly normal part of my goddamn life!"

His fur completely stood on end. He was red in the face, gritting his teeth like he was a stone's throw away from attacking them.

It certainly didn't help that he seriously considered it. Particularly with the way his tail was raised.