#i'm looking at you applin

[localravenclaw]

When you send a writer a request or prompt and they completely outdo themselves and come up with an absolute masterpiece then go "Oh, I'm so relieved you like it!" like, bro, you could write me one paragraph and I would absolutely be over the moon because you took the time of day to create something, and that for me, is more than enough and I will never ever stop being grateful!

[pokemonshelterstories]

So I recently was..blessed...with an applin with a ..unique condition ...Bicephaly... and I love the little fellas but I'm worried for them? I can't find much info on this happening in the aplin line but I do know one evolutionary path has multiple heads? Is there anything I should keep a look out for

how interesting...reptilian pokemon have been known to survive with bicephaly longer than, say, bird or mammal pokemon- but to be quite honest, you need to prepare yourself for the likelihood that this applin will not survive long. bicephaly is an extensive malformation, and it comes with a variety of potential complications. this applin is also going to need to change apples frequently. applin aren't designed to fit multiple heads into a single apple, and they're possibly going to crowd each other out.

as for evolution...while hydrapple has multiple heads, it also has multiple bodies. each of its syrpents is a separate individual. chances are, your applin is unable to evolve at all, because a pokemon's body will shut down evolution if there are significant complications to the process. but even if it were able to evolve, i would recommend against trying. you don't know how its already aberrant body will mutate further under the influence of evolution, and evolution carries a significant risk of fatality in this scenario.

good luck with this little guy. you'll need to get a specialist veterinarian appointment asap to determine what its internal organs look like, because that's where the highest possibility of a fatal malformation is going to be. the vet can also tell you more about how to give it the best shot at long term survival, or let you know if humane euthanasia would be the kindest option.

[d3adbr3inc3lls]

could you do a post-dlc kiean x GN reader? the reader has a deadpanned expression most of the time, causing others to avoid them in belief they're mad or upset, but in reality they're pretty friendly and humurous to those they choose to interact with. 

i love your writing btw, keep it up!! ^_^

Post DLC!Kieran x Deadpanned!Reader

You often had a deadpanned expression on your face which lead people to make assumptions about you, causing them to avoid you.

Were you actually as intimidating and as threatening as your deadpanned expression made people think,? Nope. You were a really friendly person, you just didn't have the energy to keep up a friendlier face (or your genes made it hard for you).

Enter Kieran.

You never really met him face-to-face, (you were too busy having your nose stuck in your notes, climbing the ranks, or you were out doing other things, constany missing him).

You've heard that he became rather humble after everything that has happened to him.

But in all honesty, you weren't too sure. You haven't seen him around since he got defeated and apparently he's taking a break from school becuase of his mental health.

The two of you met whilst you were going to Paldea with your family, you literally bumped into him in a store.

You could immediately tell that he was intimidated by you, your constant deadpanned expression doesn't do you justice, it just makes things worse.

"I'm so sorry-" you quickly say as you lift your face in an attempt to make yourself look less intimidating to the poor person you knocked over.

Despite you trying to have a friendlier face, he felt a bit intimidated by you. He always knew you as someone he should probably not mess with.

Extending your hand, you recognise the familiar deep purple hues of the stranger's hair as he took your hand to help himself stand up before immediately letting go.

You two exchanged some words before he had to leave because his sister was calling him.

The next time you two meet, was at school, you had just ranked up enough to fight the elite 4,

He was amazed by your skills, you were a powerful trainer, and he admired the work you put into training your pokémon.

The two of you hit it off a bit better this time, he challenged you to a battle in which he obviously won, but it was a fun one neithertheless.

The more he got to know you, the less he felt "afraid" of you (intimidated might be a better word),

He got to see the side that only the people who are brave enough to talk to you see,

Over time, the two of you grew closer, and became good friends,

I can imagine him having 'scary dog privileges' due to your deadpanned face.

No-one even dared to bully or poke fun at him because you were there.

You guys were inseperable. You were really close friends, so it felt natural when he gave you an Applin to confess his crush on you.

A/N: Tysm,,, btw sorry if it sucks, I'm writing this at midnight and/or whilst I'm sick... (It's been a week and I'm still sick chat...)

Whether you're familiar of the Galarian culture or not, he verbally confessed aswell.

I can't imagine Carmine being too happy to hear the news. She's probably afraid that you'd hurt Kieran,

But both you and Kieran know that you'd never hurt him.

[platinumrosetail]

Hey! I'm sending you a new request. Once again pokemon crossover request, but this time with Genshin Impact!

So basically Trainer!Reader lives in Alola and runs a preserve of sorts? She helps take care of orphan, hurt, or abandoned baby dragon pokemon with the help of her Primarena and Garchomp. But one day one of the babies walks into a wormhole that forms right in the middle of the preserve, leading to you to running in after it... and the other babies follow as they were scared for their 'mama', and the next thing you knew, you were somewhere else entirely.

So Trainer!Reader ends up in Teyvat, specially in Liyue, where she meets Zhongli, and he meets a human who somehow has a whole bunch of strange, never before seen hatchlings... Pokemon? What's that?

This leads to Trainer!reader trying to find a way home, traveling to different nations, always coming back to see Zhongli, and then you travel to Fontaine... Where she meets another Dragon...

Hope this request is good enough for you! :)

Wonderful!! Also wow my first Genshin impact request, hope I do a good job on it 😁. What with your request always being long in the end I would like to try and shorten it considering it always takes me forever to post your request especially if I’m busy so I’m sorry but some details will either be shortened or cut out though it’s mostly just the plot of Genshin that would be cut out I’ll make sure to add what you have mentioned for the request 😁

Warning: noob author, female reader, cuteness overload, and others.

Characters: zhongli, neuvillette.

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you didn't know how you had gotten in this situation but you did. the situation you're talking about is the fact that you're now in another world.

you were just taking care of some baby vulpix's; both kanto and alolan, before you hear the call of a baby dieno making you look to see what's happening. you see a deino fall through the ground that was caused by a wormhole being there.

quickly you ran and caught to it before it could disappear not realizing some other baby pokemon followed you until after the fact that you're now in a different world.

you had appeared while a ceremony was going on but instead of it being quiet it was filled with panic as a dead body that resembles rayquaza and dragonair but brown laid in the middle of the area you appeared in.

you had bumped into a blonde haired girl as you tried to make sense to what was happening while making sure that the baby Pokemon that followed you don't wonder off. after a few words you decided to follow her; so now you, lumine, the baby pokemon in you arms, and paimon started running again from the millelith.

while being chased by the millelith you and lumine you were saved by a man with ginger hair. he introduced himself as childe which confused you for a second as you never heard a parent name their child, childe as it's similar to child. Sadly the moment is ruined as bagon head butted childe in the leg very hard, afterwards you apologized very much but was reassured by childe that it was alright. childe took you, lumine and paimon to meet up with a friend of his named zhongli.

upon meeting zhongli you noticed that one of the baby pokemon; a noibat, started nibbling the gentleman pants leg which made you panic and apologized as that wasn't something you were expecting noibat to do.

zhongli said that it was alright and that noibat probably wanted attention so he picked it up and held as you all talked after that happened.

you all sit in the restaurant the you all met zhongli at to prove you three were innocent. you decided to share the apples you had in your bag not knowing you're all in for a interesting surprise.

one of the apples moved which made all the attention go to the basket that held them. apparently there was a applin in the apples you had order before you got teleported into this world and you didn't know it as it was asleep though the whole escaping authorities.

The others were confused about it before you had explained that it was a pokemon which came from your world, specifically a dragon and grass type.

When they found out the type of applin they were very shocked that an apple like creature would be some kind of dragon or sorts somehow.

You told them how you were after a small baby dragon that had hopped into the portal that also transported you and your pokemon here. You shared with them what the baby dragon pokemon was via your Pokédex, the pokemon in question was a deino and a very shy one at that so you hope to find it before something might happen to it.

Zhongli mentioned that he saw it around chenyu vale, you asked him if he was able to guide you through and help look and he agreed. And off you two went after saying bye before leaving to chenyu vale.

Thankfully you have a garchomp to fly to the area which zhongli spotted the lost deino at. While traveling there you and zhongli talked about lots of things, zhongli had told you shocking news on how he was morax and was testing his subjects in making sure they can finally be independent without him, you understood his reasoning and fully supported it as well agreed to keep it a secret.

After finding out that your poor deino had crossed the sea to the land of the hydro archon somehow. You thanked zhongli for all of his help and everything else, zhongli had told you that he would go if he could but there is someone he doesn’t want to see in Fontaine anytime soon so he has to say goodbye to you now.

You understand albeit confused and kissed him on the cheek as goodbye before hopping on garchomp and leave to Fontaine. As zhongli watches you leave he places a hand on the cheek that you had kissed in surprise before waving when he noticed you waving as you walked.

He didn’t know why he felt like he wanted to just keep you to himself so soon after meeting you but he would find a way to do so as he can feel his instincts wanting you as his mate.

You have travelled through the lands of Fontaine in hopes of finding deino sadly no luck at the moment. You decided to take a small break to eat and have garchomp rest as well as rest your eyes.

You also needed to keep the other baby pokemon in line and near you as they kept wanting to run off and explore.

The place you stopped to rest was an interesting area (erinnyes forest, foggy forest path) there was a blue tree that has its branches curled.

(Took this myself 😊)

After finding a dirt road and hope that your luck on choosing the right path to a city or something so you could ask if anyone had seen your poor lost deino.

Thankfully your luck has been good as after walking for a 30 minutes you’re able to see some building in the distance meaning you chose right on the dirt path.

Reason why it took you 30 minutes was that you had to keep the baby pokemon from wondering off from getting distracted which resulted in you leashing all of them to keep them near you.

You cheered a little before speed walking towards it as well as keep an eye out for deino in case it’s close by. You had also asked the other baby pokemon to keep a look out for it but to also make sure to stay close and not get off the leash.

You had finally made it close to the buildings after a few more minutes what with you walked all the way to the little entry way that has a few steps on the staircases leading up to another road made of stone.

You began looking everywhere you could see that deino might hid in or under thankfully the baby pokemon decided to behave and help look.

You got weird looks but you did your best to ignore them as they weren’t as important as looking for deino.

Sadly you were stopped while searching. You turned and was met with a little cutie though you don’t know what creature they is but thankfully they’re not one of those monsters that you saw on the way here.

The cute creature seemed to be an officer of sorts as they asked what you were doing. You seemed to have gotten a crowd of the same creatures but different color and style.

You answered, telling them that your were searching for a baby dragon by the name of deino, you also showed a dex entry of it so they would know what it looked like if they saw it before you came here.

After you showed them they became quiet which confused you before they dragged you and your baby pokemon who honestly was excited to run.

They lead you to the biggest building of this area, dragging you inside, left, and right before they finally slowed down to a room where there was another creature same as them but a different style and color.

They talked before the group that dragged you here continued more but this time towards a big door. After opening the door you see a male with long white hair in a very low bow crouched in a corner.

He noticed the you and the cute creatures that dragged you here for some reason. He greeted both you and them in very fancy titles that you only heard in kalos and maybe galar after standing up. He was quite handsome which was the first thing you noticed and that made you blush a little at the suddenness of that thought that came out of nowhere.

You took a quick peek behind him and saw a very familiar pokemon which had you call out its name that made it come towards you very quickly which made you crouch down as it jumped in your arms.

While you were comforting both yourself and deino the creatures that lead you here talked to the white haired male before you stood up again.

You bowed in thanks for finding your deino and taking care of it before you came looking for it. He asked what happened to cause you to lose it and you explained on what happened that lead you and your baby pokemon here in this world that was not your own.

After talking some more you left, the man who you now know as neuvillette offered you a room at a hotel at the heart of Fontaine which you were thankful and agreed to as you were quite tired from the journey here. You were also told what the cute creatures that lead you here were and their names, and apparently they were his daughters that he adopted which you found sweet.

While you and the melusines left he had a dark thought about you. That you were going to be his mate but first he needs to take care of this rival of his that he can smell on you.

(A/n: and done! I had to rush this as tomorrow I’ll be on a cruise and I won’t have any internet whatsoever as it costs extra but I’m so glad I finished it 😁, I most likely got neuvillettes office wrong but let’s pretend that the meulisines dragged you all the way to the right place instead to where I first had you enter that area ok? 👍 anyway hope yall like it and have a wonderful day/evening/night!!!)

[real-team-luster]

Dragon-type ask game

It's been a while since my last ask game, I'm sure you were all just as eager for the next one as I am. As always, please feel free to ask me any of these questions.

Dratini/Dragonair/Dragonite - What's the rarest Pokemon you've ever seen?

Kingdra - In what ways do you feel you are superior to others? (Be honest!)

Vibrava/Flygon - Do you consider yourself to have a good singing voice? Or at least a decent one?

Altaria - Do you enjoy cloud-gazing?

Bagon/Shelgon/Salamence - Name one key event in your life that helped you "come out of your shell", so to speak, and shaped you as a person.

Latias/Latios - Do you ever wish you could move somewhere where you could be well and truly alone, or does the very idea unsettle you?

Rayquaza - How often do you go flying?

Gible/Gabite/Garchomp - If people find you intimidating, how warranted is that? If people find you otherwise, are they right to?

Dialga/Palkia/Giratina - Any myths/legends that particularly captivate you?

Axew/Fraxure/Haxorus - Are you naturally an irritable sort of person?

Druddigon - What is your worst bad habit?

Deino/Zweilous/Hydreigon - Do you ever get mistaken to be another person's sibling? If so, who is it?

Reshiram/Zekrom/Kyurem - What are your thoughts on the idea of Pokemon fusion? Is it ethical or not?

Dragalge - Do you like the ocean?

Tyrunt/Tyrantrum - Would anyone ever dare refer to you as "spoiled?"

Goomy/Sliggoo/Goodra - Are you more of a lover than a fighter?

Noibat/Noivern - How interested are you in music?

Zygarde - How far would you go for the sake of protecting the planet?

Turtonator/Drampa - When you get angry, are you prone to destroying/damaging things?

Jangmo-o/Hakamo-o/Kommo-o - Do you consider honor to be a major factor in your life?

Guzzlord - Are you a big eater?

Poipole/Naganedel - Have you ever considered medicine as a career choice?

Applin/Flapple/Appletun - What's your favorite dessert?

Dracozolt/Dracovish - Worst mistake you've ever mad? (As bad as you're comfortable sharing.)

Dreepy/Drakloak/Dragapult - Are you at all interested in archaeology?

Eternatus - What does the idea of "eternity" mean to you?

Regidrago - One project, idea, goal, or other passion you left unfinished, for whatever reason.

Cyclizar - Favorite mode of transporation?

Tatsugiri - Would your friends call you a sneaky sort of person?

Frigibax/Arctibax/Baxcalibur - When were you the most underwhelmed?

Roaring Moon - Most violent wild Pokemon you've ever encountered?

Koraidon/Miraidon - What's something in your past you look back on fondly/something coming up in your future that you anticipate?

Walking Wake - If you had the ability to walk on water, what would you do with it?

Archaludon - Ever helped to build something with your own two hands? How did it make you feel?

Dipplin/Hydrapple - Are you good at working within a team?

Gouging Fire - Is defense or offense more important to you?

Raging Bolt - Have you ever been made fun of your height, or lack thereof?

[spaceyaceface]

you are a wildflower garden growing in my head

Ominis Gaunt x f!MC/Reader

Word Count: 3.6k

Warnings: None

Summary: When she learns that Ominis Gaunt is well versed in floriography, she insists on him giving her lessons to learn the language of flowers. Thankfully, he ins't too hard to convince. Requested by @applinsandoranges

A/N: I loved researching Floriography a bit (or maybe a lot) for this fic!!! I'm sure it's not perfect, but I tried my best to be as accurate as possible. Thank you thank you THANK YOU to applins for requesting, I loved writing this so much!!!

Normally, the courtyard was pretty quiet—it was what made it an ideal place to study in the early spring, when the snow had just finished melting and trees had started to bud. She and Ominis had made a habit of sitting out there in the late afternoons, when Sebastian was serving his various detentions. 

That day didn’t seem to qualify for normal. 

Everett Clopton was chasing after a weeping Adelaide Oakes, who had burst out into wailing tears mere moments ago. 

“Addie, what did I do wrong?” Everett shouted after her, the flowers he had given her left on the ground where he had thrown them. “I’m sorry! Come back!” 

The ruckus caused quite the stir in the courtyard, students looking up from their studies to watch the pair—she herself couldn’t help but stop her reading, observing them with a furrowed brow. 

“What was all that?” Ominis asked from beside her. 

“Everett Clopton just gave Adelaide Oakes some flowers, then she ran off crying,” she summarized quickly. “Pretty unexpected turn of events. I always thought she returned his feelings.” 

Ominis frowned. “What flowers did he give her?”

She took a closer look at the flowers laying on the ground, tilting her head a bit. “They’re petunias, I think.” 

The loud laugh from beside her caught her off guard—Ominis usually contained his amusement pretty well, especially in public, so his loss of composure made her brow furrow. “What on earth is so funny?” she asked, perplexed. 

Ominis sat himself back up, taking a deep breath. Small chuckles still escaped him, but he seemed to have control of himself now. “Petunias,” he began, “Mean anger and resentment. No wonder Adelaide was upset.” 

Her own lips turned up in the corners. “Seems like poor Everett didn’t have a clue,” she said. “But to be far, neither did I.” 

“I’m not surprised Adelaide caught on,” Ominis said. “Hufflepuffs are usually more inclined to plantlife, aren’t they?”

“I suppose,” she replied. “Hold on, how do you know the meaning of petunias?”

She didn’t miss the slightest blush that covered Ominis’s cheeks. “My sisters,” he answered. “It’s a form of sending messages that normally wouldn’t be allowed to be shared when properly courting. They’d receive bouquets from suitors and would sit and talk about their meanings for hours, speculating it from every angle. I grew a bit fascinated by it, and learned what I could about the subject flower meanings.” He gave a small smile. “I know much more than the meaning of petunias.”

She smiled, thinking of a young Ominis delving into such topics. She rarely heard him talk about things he was excited about, especially from when he was younger. There was a certain glow to his features when he did—one that fit beautifully with his handsome features. It was subtle; something people who’d spent less time observing Ominis would likely have missed. But she had become somewhat of an expert in the slight expressions on her friends face—likely due to the extended periods of time she found herself staring at him. It had only gotten worse as they grew closer—as her feelings for him became stronger. 

“How come you’ve never told me about any of it?” she asked. 

He shrugged. “You never asked.”

“Well, I’m asking now.” 

He chuckled, hands reaching for his textbook once more. “Fine then. I’ll give you a lesson in floriography. Just give me some time to prepare for it. We better finish our Potions homework in the meantime; Sebastian will need someone to copy off of later tonight.”

She sighed, but didn’t argue. She’d hold him to his lessons, she’d make sure of that. 

-

It took a few days of pestering him until he finally told her he’d teach her about flowers later in the afternoon. She agreed to meet him by the Black Lake—the spring had started to warm up, and being near the water seemed like a wonderful idea. 

When she trekked down to their meeting spot, her eyes widened a bit at the scene. No wonder he had wanted to take a bit of time to prepare—he’d gone out and gathered a wide variety of flora, each of them sitting around him. She couldn’t help but think that anyone who didn’t know of their intentions would have taken the scene as a romantic one. 

He heard her approach, smiling up at her and patting the ground beside where he sat. “My student has arrived.”

“You better not assign me homework,” she said, sitting down. She enjoyed the chuckle her comment drew out of him. 

“I’m sure you’re busy enough studying for N.E.W.T.S. already,” he said. 

She groaned. “God, don’t remind me. I came to escape that for a while.” 

“Well, hopefully I won’t take up too much space in your head with this useless information.”

“Hang on,” she protested. “Don’t go calling it useless. Seemed like Everett would have benefited greatly with this knowledge. Besides, who knows when I’ll have a secret message to decode?” 

He faced away from her, busying himself by grabbing a couple of the plants beside him. Was his face a bit flushed–? Surely not. It was perfectly clear when his head tilted toward her once more. 

“As you learned not long ago, not all flowers are fit for a display of love or affection.” He smiled a bit. “In fact, a lot of them have sentiments more akin to the opposite. For example…”

He reached to his side, pulling forward a cluster of small flowers, bright pink with white on the edges of the petals. “These are China Pinks, or Indian Pinks. I’ve been told they’re quite lovely. But looks can be deceiving, as the mean the giver has an aversion for the receiver.” 

She laughed a bit. “That would be a shock to receive, I’m sure.” 

He grinned. “Precisely. If one wanted to be a little less harsh in their message, one could instead give someone everflowering candytuft—”

“Candytuft?” she interrupted, giggling.

He shook his head in mock annoyance. “Yes, candytuft. Don’t be fooled by its sweet name, it means indifference.” He placed a white flower with many layers down in front of her. 

“Are all these flowers a way of telling me how you really feel about me?” 

Ominis laughed at that. “No, I just wanted to give you a sample of some of the things you can say. Those last two are just as untrue of my sentiments for you as the message this next one conveys.” He showed her a small white flower with a yellow center and red dot on each petal. 

“What’s that one mean? I’m going to burn down your house?” 

“It means ‘I die tomorrow.’”

Her jaw dropped, and she couldn’t help but let out a surprised laugh. “Do people really tell people things like that through flowers?”

Ominis shrugged, setting the flower aside. “They must, if it’s a well-known enough meaning.” 

“I’ll never look at flowers the same way again.” 

“They’re not all bad,” he promised. He continued with his lesson, bringing forth each flower he had brought. She listened to each one very attentively, thoroughly enjoying listening to him. He was right—it was a fascinating topic. She learned magnolias represented a love for nature. Mountain laurels stood for ambition. The colors mattered greatly, too—a red columbine meant anxious and trembling, while a purple one meant the giver was resolved to win.

By the time the sun came to rest on the horizon, her head was swimming with various names and meanings. They’d gone through all of the samples Ominis had brought her, and he seemed satisfied with the lesson he’d given her. 

“There better not be a test,” she said as he gathered up the flowers around them. He grinned. 

“Don’t worry, I’m not that cruel.”

The two of them stood, ready to be on their way. “I’ve got to visit Poppy about nifflers she says she spotted,” she told him, wishing she could spend the time it took to walk back to the castle with him. 

“Ah, of course. You and your beasts,” he said with a small smile. He shifted on his feet. “Before you go, I’d like you to have this.” 

He handed her a large red flower, tall and curving with strange petals sticking up all down the length of it. She took it from him, brows furrowed. “I don’t remember what this one meant. You haven’t showed it to me yet, have you?” 

“Not yet, no,” he said, voice quiet. 

“What’s it mean?” 

He smiled at her softly. “I’ll tell you soon enough.” 

And with that, he headed off toward the castle. 

-

She really tried not to think too much about the large flower occupying the vase in her dorm room over the next several days. Tried being the key word. Every time she walked into her room and saw it, she couldn’t help the slight flip of her stomach, remembering the slight blush Ominis had sported while handing it to her. 

Surely it was something simple and lighthearted. Surely it was some sort of jab or joke, and not any sort of… confession. He had spent that whole lesson talking about what flowers meant outside of romance, hadn’t he? Why would the gift he gave her at the end be any different?

Even so, she found herself checking out a book on floriography at the library, trying to learn the secret message he’d given her. So far she’d learned nothing of it. 

It didn’t mean she didn’t learn anything, though. 

It had taken them several days to find time for another one of their little lessons, with actual studies taking the unfortunate priority. But they promised to squeeze it in on a Saturday morning just before lunch. She’d woken up early to locate one of the things she’d latched onto while reading her book—a variegated tulip. 

Beautiful eyes, the book had told her. She figured if he got to tantalize her by giving her that flower, the least she could do was try to flatter him a bit into telling her. She hoped it wasn’t too forward; she’d told him his eyes were lovely before, but to do so in a language so dear to him—well, it just felt a bit intimate. 

In any case, she found herself headed to the very same shore of the Black Lake, seeing a scene much like the first time they had met there. Ominis sat there with a group of flowers, but this time, they were all bunched together, forming a mis-match bouquet. 

She grinned as she plopped down beside him, tulip tucked away. “That looks lovely.”

Ominis chuckled. “I hope so. All I know is it smells pretty decent.” 

“Is that how you tell all of them apart?” she asked. “The scent?”

He nodded. “That and the texture of the petals. Though I’ve gotten used to using my nose first—I’ve ruined a good number of flowers by manhandling them.” 

She laughed. “It’s a bouquet this time.” 

“Very observant of you,” he teased. She gave him a gentle shove in response, making him laugh. “Don’t abuse your teacher!”

“Don’t patronize your student,” she said, grinning. 

He shook his head. “As my amazingly brilliant and very astute student pointed out, I’m holding a bouquet—” she shoved him again— “which will be the focus of our lesson today.” 

“Permission to leave class early?”

“No.”

“Fine.” 

He chuckled, his fingers beginning to gently run along the different flowers he held in the bunch. “Last time we went over some of the more specific and less used meanings. Today I’m hoping to touch on some of the more common flowers, ones you’d be more likely to come across.”

“Sounds practical.”

“Precisely. I’ve gathered them in a bouquet for you—often times you’ll receive a bouquet so the sender can express more complex feelings, allowing the combination to give a better overview of their emotions and perception of you. So let’s dive in.” 

His finger pointed out a stem holding a few small white flowers. “These are white bell flowers, an expression of gratitude.” 

She hummed. “I like those ones. They’re pretty.” 

He smiled and nodded, turning the bouquet. “Here are oak-leaved geraniums, meaning true friendship.” 

She tilted her head, scooting a bit closer to him for a better look at the pink petals. “How sweet,” she said, smiling. 

His ears went a little red. “The next one needs a bit of an explanation as to why I included it in your bouquet, but—”

“Wait, my bouquet?” she asked. 

“Yes, your bouquet,” he said, red spreading to his cheeks and across his nose. “Now let me continue.” 

“I… carry on, then.” 

His fingers ran over the flowers he’d been indicating once more. “Water willows are representative of freedom. You’re always running off to some place, despite all the rules you should follow, so… freedom.” 

She nodded beside him. “That makes sense.”

He continued on, explaining the reasoning of each flower there in her bouquet. Each one made her heart beat a little faster—he’d spent all that time, thinking of her, picking out exactly the right words to describe her and what she meant to him. It left her grinning like an idiot as she tried to remember each and every thing he said. None of the things he brought up trailed into the realm of romance, but she didn’t need it to. Not now, at least. It was perfect, just as it was. 

“And there you have it,” he said finally. “Your bouquet.” He held it out to her, tilting his head away from her a bit. 

“I… I don’t know what to say, Ominis,” she said, taking it from him and holding it gently. “This is… you’re too kind.” 

“You don’t need to say anything,” he said quickly. “I thought a… demonstration would be best, to help you learn about it. Sorry if I overstepped—”

“You didn’t overstep anything,” she said. “I’m just glad I at least have something to give you in return. I’m sorry it’s not a full bouquet, but it’ll have to do.”

She pulled out her tulip, which looked a little pitiful next to his varied display. But she pressed it into his hand. He felt up the stem gently, and then froze.

“Is… is this a tulip?” he asked quietly. “What color is it?”

She furrowed her brows at his reaction. “It is. It’s a variegated tulip.” 

He let out a breath he must have been holding, a small smile coming to his face. “Beautiful eyes,” he said softly. “Thank you.” 

She couldn’t help but think his smile had a strange tainted emotion behind it—one she couldn’t quite grasp. “You’re welcome. Sorry it isn’t much.”

He tilted his head in her direction. “It’s perfect.” 

-

She couldn’t help thinking about Ominis’s reaction to her tulip the rest of the day. Something about it bothered her—the way he froze up at first, the strange tension in his voice. 

It wasn’t until she looked back at her book on floriography she thought she understood why. 

She’d looked back at the page on the variegated tulip, trying to see if there was something she missed, when her eyes drifted up to the entry just above it. 

Tulip; Red - Declaration of Love. 

Her stomach churned. That had to be it. Ominis had no way of knowing what color tulip she had handed him. For all he knew, she’d been about to confess her feelings to him. 

But had he been full of dread or excitement?

She racked her brain, trying to recall every last detail of his words, he tones, his movements. But to no avail. She was just as clueless of his feelings for her as before

The coming days didn’t help, either. As much as she tried to observe the way he interacted with her, all she learned was… well, that she loved him. She already knew that, of course. But she kept being reminded of all the little reasons why. 

Like the way he whispered snarky jokes to her in class. The way he smiled so slightly when he was amused. The way he walked her to class, even it made him late to his own. Everything about him, really. 

She loved that he made the time to have one final lesson, right before N.E.W.T.S., too. 

Being so sure of her feelings now, she decided to take a risk. Which was why, before she left for the Black Lake, she tucked a red tulip into the pocket of her robes. 

Maybe she’d use it. It was still up for debate—but she’d have it ready if there was even a chance he might feel the same. 

When she arrived at their meeting spot, Ominis was fiddling with the flowers around him. Much like the first time, they laid sprawled out, ready to be dealt with one by one. She came and sat across from him, smiling. “Well, here I am, at my final lesson,” she said. 

He chuckled. “I hope I’ve been a sufficient teacher.”

“We’ll see if I pass the test.” 

He let the smile linger on his face for a moment before moving to one of the first flowers beside him. “I feel like I’ve done a proper job of informing you the uses of flora outside of romance—however, it doesn’t mean it’s still not a large part of it.” 

The flower he held twirled in his fingers. She felt her cheeks heat up a bit—no, she couldn’t get too excited about this. Just because they were talking about love and affection didn’t mean…

“I feel like it’s an important section to cover,” she said, still eyeing the flower he held—pink with drooping petals. 

He nodded. “Extremely. This one I’m holding is a bit… well, dramatic, I suppose. But it conveys the giver’s message pretty clearly. Justicia—the perfection of female loveliness.”

She raised her eyebrows. “Very clearly. I assume you only give it if you really mean to court someone?” 

“Precisely. Would you mind holding it for me?” 

Before she could reply, he pressed the stem into her hand, all but forcing her to take it. She grasped without much thought, as Ominis was already reaching for the next flower. He held up the cluster of small flowers, smiling. “Here we have Peruvian heliotrope. It signifies unwavering devotion.”

He held it out to her, and she took it without a word. He continued on, not missing a beat. The next thing he held was not a flower at all—but he was quick to explain. “Cedar leaf,” he said. “Perhaps not a flower like the others, but it expresses the proper messages. I… I live for thee.” 

There was a tone in his voice that had changed dramatically from when he was simply giving her explanations. A distinct shift that made it hard for her to breathe. One that made her hand feel like it was burning where his fingers brushed against his as he handed her the leaf. 

“Everlasting,” he named, holding a bright burst of yellow and orange petals, “Never-ceasing remembrance.” 

It was added to her growing bouquet. 

He picked up the final flower she saw, a lovely little pink thing, taking the shape of a ball. “Globe amaranth. It has two meanings. Immortality, for the first. But the one I’d like to emphasis is unfading love.”

She sucked in a breath. The petals shook a bit, resulting from his trembling hand. Before he handed it to her, he reached behind him, pulling out a flower that he had let lay concealed there. 

“You’ll recognize this one,” he said softly. She did. The flower he had given her on that very first lesson—the one he told her she’d learn about in due time. It seemed that the time had come. “Honey flower. Love sweet and secret.” 

He felt the same. He had this entire time. He’d sat with her, day after day of studying and laughing, all the while letting his heart beat for her. It filled with with a joy she had never known—one she was determined to never let go off. 

She looked up at his face, jaw tense, and she realized her silence at his confession must be excruciating. She reached forward, taking the flowers from his hands and adding it to her perfect collection before setting it aside. “You mean it, Ominis?” she asked, hoping she had not taken this all ridiculously out of turn. It was relief when he answered in a quiet voice. 

“Every word.” 

She grinned, taking one of his hands in her own before reaching for the pocket of her robe. The flower was still intact—a small miracle she was glad had occurred. “You’ve been an absolutely amazing teacher,” she said, guiding his hand to take the tulip. He wrapped his fingers around it, brows furrowing. “For one, I now know how important colors are when it comes to deciphering meanings.”  She leaned closer, voice coming out as almost a whisper. “I’ve brought another tulip for you. But this one is red.” 

His face lit up in an instant, lips reaching up to spread into the most beautiful smile. The flower was set aside, for his hands found something much more important to do. He placed them on either side of her face, fingers tracing over her cheeks. She held his wrists, letting him lead her closer and closer, until there was no distance left at all. 

The breeze blew softly over them, carrying the floral scent with it. She’d love that smell for the rest of her life, she was sure—because it would always remind her of the way his lips felt on hers. 

[quillpokebiology]

GUYS GUYS LOOK

My mom lives in the Wild Area and has a large garden, which attracts a lot of Pokemon. Most of the time it's Skwovet or Applin or Blipbug, but sometimes, she gets something really interesting, like this Espeon! As you've probably guessed right now, it's not a standard Espeon. But, I'm not going to tell you what it's mixed with, you'll have to guess yourself 👀 (I'm making a post explaining the breed, dw!).

//Og image from Pinterest

[mrclairdycat]

HUMAN THINGS THAT WOULD SHOCK/CONFUSE WALLY DARLING: A THREAD.

Slight gore warning, I think?

People waxing and plucking their hair.

Nail art. He would love it.

Tumblr. If you gave him tumblr he would end up scrolling all day to see art, and spam post his own. I'm sure he would also feel obliged to comment under every post to compliment the art, he's such a nice little fella

Organs. He would find them silly and interesting. You would show him pictures of organs and he would ask things like:"do you have different colored organs? Can I see yours?"

The fact that we have to go to the bathroom? Imagine being like: "Yeah whenever we consume things we need to make it go out of our bodies aswell." He would be like: "... Neat." He would then play by flushing the toilet numerous times, he would find it fun. He probably would end up clogging it up because he tries to see how many things it can flush.

Human teeth.

Iphones. He would like it since the logo is an apple. He wouldn't play with the phone he would just add it to his collection of apple things.

Videogames? He thinks that the character in the screen is real and he's controlling them. You explain how they don't exist. "How can you be sure about that?" he asks, "cause we make them, they're just codes." "But how can you be sure they just dont know they're alive since they can't tell you?" he asks again: you start rethinking the many times you tortured characters in The Sims.

Pokemon. He would think the creatures are real too. He would lose his shit to Applin. He would ask: "Can I have him?" and you'll buy him the plushie and say they don't live here cause you don't have the heart to tell him it doesn't exist.

Certain animals?? He would be confused on why don't they speak. He sees them as people, he would be like "Why did you lick me? That's weird," to a dog... and then lick him back cause he thinks its a human world thing. You say:"thats just how he communicates affection, " and he would start licking people too to show his affection in this language.

Emojis. If he started messaging he would spam emojis. Probably thinks audio messages are like calls, and you're left with a spam of audio messages that are like: "Hello? Hellooo? Why aren't you saying anything?"

Digital art. He would look in awe. "I have unlimited colors? That's fun."

Sensory videos. He would be like an ipad kid. His face is on the screen watching the videos all day. ShApeS anD CoLoRs.

Sensory toys. He would love them aswell.

Deodorant. "We spray this on our armpits," you say. "Why?" he asks. "Because we sweat and produce smelly liquids," you reply. "... Ew."

Showers. He would be like a cat, he would hate showers at first. He doesn't understand why you would want to be wet. You would then randomly find him standing in the shower with an intense fixiated look on his face as the warm/hot water pours down on him. He likes the feeling.

Speaking about warmness, he would absolutely love how warm humans are. He would just randomly hug you cause he likes how warm and comforting it feels. Probably would like sleeping with you aswell and cuddle.

Human movies and tv shows. He would think those are things happening for real. You explain that it's like theatre. "... Wow, your theatre is very realistic," he says.

Wars. He would be so confused. "Why would you hurt your neighbours? That's bad, just discuss things pacifically." Probably would make him sad. He wants everyone to be friends and an happy community.

Meat. I'm pretty sure in Welcome Home they only eat fruits and vegetables? Idk. He would ask:"Since humans are also animals, do you eat eachoth-" "No. That's illegal," you reply. "... What's an illegal?" he asks. "It's a rule: humans are prohibited from eating each other," you respond. "... Since I'm not a human can I eat one-" "NO."

People making out. He would stare at them. He finds it gross but interesting, he doesn't view it as a intimate sexual thing just a weird thing human do.

Certain social rules. Why can't you just say hi to someone and speak to them as if they're your friend? Why is it rude to stare?

An apple factory. Like the fruit. So... many... apples. He would be sad some apples get thrown away and tries to 'save' them.

Blood. You would try to explain it, he understands it as just red water circuling inside your body. He would play with blood or finger paint with it and won't understand why that is an horrifying image.

Spotify. Unlimited music?? You can save your favourites to listen to them whenever you want? Wow.

Pollution. He would go crazy and blow up. WHY WOULD YOU HARM AND LITTER YOUR HOME?? AAAARGH!!

Homeless people. You're telling me there are people who don't have a home? Everyone needs a home! Why don't they give them a home?!

Preschool. A place where you spend your entire day fingerpainting, reading books, making stuff and dancing? All of the things he loves the most. He would infiltrate into one, the teacher would probably call the police, he would get asked questions. He just wanted to have fun too....

Discovering that in grammar saying "the most" without anything else is just incorrect and doesn't make sense. He doesn't like being corrected about it. It's his thing. Don't correct him.

Cuss words. He would be shocked at how many cuss words he hears daily: watch your profanity.

Space?? People being on planets?? His mind would blow up.

Birth. You... make humans?? You create yourself? What do you mean they grow inside of you? How? Does it just randomly happen? You would rather die than teach him about sex. You say that you were kidding and a stork brings the babies for those who want one, it's their job. "Ohhh, that makes more sense," he says. Then he sees a cat or dog giving birth and just implodes.

Therapists. He would like them cause they would be the closest thing to his neighbours. He doesn't understand, however, why they demand to get paid for being friendly.

History. You're telling me there was a time when your kind didn't exist? And you know that because of just... history? How? What??

Earrings. To him it just looks like you're stabbing yourself.

[choccy-milky]

I just wanted to say that your art and your fic are divine, and I'm obsessed every time you post. 😭🫶 Huge, adoring fan. Thank you for sharing Clora and all your work with us.

AA TY APPLIN💖💖😭😭i love your posts too and your top quality memes BAHHA also the amount of stuff you write for the fandom?? i am on my knees you have done us all a SERVICE🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️i unfortunately havent read anything yet bc i wanna be done with my fic before i do, but im looking forward to the backlog of stuff ill be able to read from so many ppl in the fandom once i am💕🙏 THANK U AGAIN💖

@limonnitsa LMFAOO THIS IS SO TRUE DAMN, IT WASNT EVEN INTENTIONAL, EVEN MY USERNAME HAS LIGHT/DARK THEMES...OMG

CHOCOLATE MILK THE GOAT💯💯💯ey gurl can i be the choccy to ur milky😏😏😏👉👉👉

is 4 me...?😳👉👈 AND AW TYY🥺 IM GLAD U THINK SO💖💖 i am always happy to serve and keep fuelling the delulu seb train, for as long as my hyperfixation fuels me💪✏️ ngl this entire month of april has honestly been pretty meh and ive been in kinda a rough place mentally BUT im going to my moms at the beginning of may so hopefully bein around family and stuff will help🙏ty for asking tho and i hope ur doin good as well!! IM ALSO GLAD U THINK SO/LIKE CLORA💖😭it makes me die a little inside whenever i see someone say shes my self insert bc we could NOT be any more different in both looks/personality and i rly tried to make her her own person...but damn i wish i was gentle and demure like her but NAH BITCH IM LOUD AND GREEK AND ANNOYING AF bAHAHA🤪 and i also think shes the perfect match for seb and for me SO THANK YOU AGAIN LMAO😇💖 @cloudnessvi

[koeniginderskizzen]

Nobody asked for it, I'm continuing anyways

Here is a sketch of my idea for a Pokémon trainer Kris

This time I based them on the "mean Rival type". Designwise, I wanted to base them more on Silver, while Pokémon wise, I thought of Gladion.

Since Kris is a Rival, they get the previlige of having a Starter Pokémon, as well as having 5-6 Pokémon in their team.

For their Starter I chose Dewott, for the simple reason of sharp object and blue. Also it's ears look like little horns, and it also has these little hairstrains on it's head.

Next I think Kris would have a Dipplin. With dipplin we not only get Kris's apple theme, but also, Dipplin has actually 2 dragon inside it's one apple, which could be symbolic for us and Kris sharing a body. I also like the potential of a Pokéverse story, with Kris maybe evolving their applin just before we posess them (they did not plan this) or them evolving/catching one after they get posessed, and thus being able to relate to it in a weird way, or even not relate to it at first, but maybe being able to learn and cope with it's help.

Now the Pokémon I think Kris would have, because they kinda just vibe with their energy, namely Sableye and Morgrem. Both of them have a mischevious gremlin energy, and while Morgrem shares Kris's hairstyle, Sableye has similaritys with Zombies and is also said to steal people's souls. Not exactly a perfect parallel to Kris, but it reminded me of them.

And, for a little bit of angsty metaphore sprinkled in, I think Kris would have a Yamask. They carry their old face from when they were a human with them, and sometimes when you look at it, it tears up.

Lastly, even though I kinda want them to only have 5 Pokémon, I think Ceruledge could be also a good fit, but like with Noelle and Delibird, probably after going through an arc. It's really hard to say, since Deltarune isn't finished yet. Design wise, Ceruledge fits Kris's dark world outfit really well, and even though this is mostly speculation, Ceruledge's pokédex entry in relation to Kris is also pretty interesting. I just think Kris having such a strong Knight Pokémon, when most of this imaginary team is only either unevolved or in their middle stage, and more importantly, when it's currently still up in the air if they even are the Knight, is a little out of place. I think it would be cool, if they had a Ceruledge in the dark world hough.

[pokemonshelterstories]

Hey, a fellow humane society worker here! (Not Paldean though, I work at a smaller one over at Flocessy Town, Unova) And apologies for using your ask box to get this out to more people, but this needs to be said.

With Easter coming up in like a month over here in Unova (I doubt you guys in Paldea celebrate it), PLEASE for the love of Arc and everything that is holy, DO NOT ADOPT A POKEMON LIKE SCORBUNNY, BUNNELBY, AND ESPECIALLY BUNEARY IF YOU ARE NOT OR CAN NOT TAKE CARE OF IT!!!

We already are swamped enough coming off our yearly Applin intake from Valentines, but having so many Buneary, Bunnelby, and the occasional Scorbunny dumped on us because people adopt them as an "Easter Pokémon" and then quickly find out that they aren't able to properly take care of them.

I kid you not, I have at least two or three broken ribs per year because of Bunearys alone. And small side tangent about Buneary, do not go and adopt them just because they're cute. Contrary to what you think, they will not love you almost immediately. Just because they evolve via friendship, doesn't mean that they will make it easy for you. In reality they are highly territorial, easily angered, and tremendously stubborn Pokémon. So please DO YOUR ARC DAMN RESEARCH! No matter what time of year it is you're looking to adopt. Sincerely, every single humane society and shelter worker in existence. (Apologies again, Charlie!)

oh, dude, i totally get it. we've gotten our share of easter bunnelby and scorbunny, since kalos and galar aren't too far and easter is a huge holiday in paldea. thankfully we don't see many buneary, since they're definitely the hardest to care for in a shelter. i would never let a volunteer handle one- and i'd DEFINITELY never give one to a child to take care of.

this also extends to easter ducklett and torchic. i'm so thankful for our local farmers who help us foster the inevitable influx of the poor little guys after easter.

[celestialholz]

The apple of my eye (or 'oh good, there's ANOTHER one')

*yeets into the conversation a week late with Starbucks*

Sorry, sorry. Been trying to save a dukedom from a giant brain and live my best happily ever with a vampire twink. Very distracting.

But anyway, I haven't even gotten the boys in my clubroom yet, so more analysis incoming, but I have finished Indigo Disk's main story, and I couldn't help but notice something deeply awful when fighting our little buddy Kieran.

... Oh god THEY'RE MULTIPLYING. How many apples do we need? How much more homosexuality does this game need? (Yes. The answer is 'yes.')

Meet Hydrapple everyone, the latest gay marriage mascot. Truly wish you all could've seen my face when. And it evolves from the last gay marriage mascot! I have quickly become homophobic again, how do they keep managing this?!

So, naturally, we need to break this loveable bastard and its symbolism down, or I might have to start passing the meta queen crown off to someone else. (I vote @prince-kallisto. Friend spare me. 🤣)

Well, we'll begin with the obvious: this thing is a hydra, a multiple-headed dragon in Greek myth. This one in particular has seven, so says the all-knowing dex:

But we'll do the seven part in a minute. The one major thing you should all know is that in most tales, removing one of this thing's heads respawns two in its place - and killing one of these creatures was the second labour of Hercules, the God of Strength. There's that fucking number two again in connection with our boys...

And now, let's take the Greek and easternize it to our lovely Japanese creators with the number seven.

Seven in Japanese culture, like in the western, is seen as a lucky number, and also the number symbolising the cycle of life and death.

... Which, if you recall, is a running theme with our silly men.

Get your life saved, idiot. Be lucky. 🥰

There are also Seven Gods of Fortune in Buddhism, Japan's primary religion. And there's one that rings more than a few ceremonial bells - Fukurokokuju. Bit of a Buddhist lore deepcut here for you:

> He is the god of wisdom, luck, longevity, wealth and happiness. Moreover, he is the only god who was said to have the ability to resurrect the dead. Fukurokuju is characterized by the size of his head, being almost as large as the size of his whole body.

... Hmm. Wisdom, happiness. Luck. 'Resurrecting.' The one that has a large head, like our good pal Hydrapple here... it's all very interesting, isn't it, how it ties together?

And all this goes a long way to explaining the evolution method of this fun little apple-y bastard. Because in order to be lucky, to be brought back to life, to heal and to love and to find yourself... one must have support. A cheerleader, if you will. Not one with pom-poms (although slay Hass babes, you'd look great in that drip), but one cheering you on. Always being in your corner.

... And here we find Dragon Cheer, Hydrapple's evolution move. Brassius can pursue his dreams as passionately as he likes, because there's always a husband at his side to be on his side.

It's a whole narrative, my friends. We have the romantic gift of the Applin; we have the adorableness of the Flapple, and its dusk portrait; we have the total harmony of Dipplin...

... And now we have the result of that harmony. Look, it's even running away from the Ice of the Polar Biome, a type both Grass and Dragon can't stand. The emotional cold.

Y'know, I'm sure someone would have DM'd me by now if Hass and Brass' clubroom banter confirmed their marriage, so I'm going to assume that isn't a thing.

... But at the same time, it's definitely a thing. All you have to do is read the narrative, darlings.

[dipplinduo]

Dang it!! I just read chapter 6, and while my heart broke at the end, I loved that Kieran was fighting that thing's hold over him! And the part that said he'd love and protect Juliana until the end of his days, it got me so hard that I'm still reeling in from it!!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ME!!!!

THANK YOU THIS IS HOW I WRITE KIERAN!!! I SNEAK HIS BIG REALIZATIONS IN THE MIDDLE OF HIS THOUGHT PROCESSES BECAUSE HES USUALLY TOO STUPID/STRAINED/STUBBORN TO FULLY FEEL HIS FEELINGS BUT THEY'VE BEEN THERE AND THEY'VE BEEN FELT ALL ALONG

No seriously though, this was legit a deliberate approach from the beginning. These are just some of my favorite moments I've written that communicate his feelings in this way:

[Cafeteria re-encounter scene, after temporarily breaking his gaze on Juliana & snapping at Drayton]: His eyes moved back to where they should be.

[When grabbing Juliana in his room per Drayton]: "He was as swift as his temper, pulling what he wanted toward him with the claw of his dominant grip."

[Yearning for Juliana after hugging her]: She felt like glass, so easy to shatter and in need of protection.

[When Juliana's crying after finding him in the cavern]: He had endured so much anger, so much burning fire and so much pain. But nothing hurt more than making her cry...He was holding a breaking girl, and he didn’t know how to fix her. 

[When overhearing students gossip about him & Juliana]: He heard them whispering about Juliana, wondering who she was. He also heard them debating if they were an item. It unnerved him, but in another sense, he felt pride.

[When Kieran is threatened by Sour Applin gaurding Juliana LMAO]: The pathetically hued, rusty-looking thing didn’t intimidate him. He’s had all sorts of pokemon and people test his patience - test to see if he deserves to have what truly belongs to him -

YOUR HONOR,,, THEY BOTH HAVE FEELINGS FOR THE OTHER AND THEY BOTH FINALLY FUCKIN' KNOW IT (NOW IMAGINE IF THEY KNEW THE FEELINGS WERE RECIPROCATED-) ALSO: I WILL PLAY WITH YOUR FEELS WITH THIS FIC BUT YOU WILL GET A HAPPY ENDING I PROMISE TYSM <3 <3 <3 LOL

[moonxpalace]

While travelling in Galar, Ash learned that giving someone an Applin means you confess your feelings and ensures a happy future together. Ash didn't ponder much about this information through the years, well, until the first Valenine's day with his girlfriend was drawing closer.

Ash and Iris have been going out secretly for a couple of months. We all know Ash isn't super romantic, so Iris wasn't expecting anything. She simply looked forward to spend her day off with her boyfriend. So, imagine her surprise when Ash showed up with not one, but three Applins to express his love for her (because of Applin's three different evolution lines!) There really was no need for words (Iris was speechless, anyways). I'm pretty sure Iris' heart burst that day 😭💕

Ever since then, the Dragon-type trio had a special place in Iris' team!

Thank you @satoaiandsonaze and @zeldriszezinho for letting me borrow your brilliant ideas!

Happy Valentine's day to all 💕

[asktheoger]

(@masked-vee) Grey Kid shifted in to their human illusion and sat next to Momo, and allowed Mouse to jump into his lap. "There's nothing wrong with being nerdy. I'm really good friends with this tiny nerd right here!" Grey smiles as he fluffs Mouse's hair, making the tiny Eevee hold on to his hand as a response. "You're a nerd too, Princess! You love astrology and fencing." Elizabeth laughed. "No denying that!" Grey smiles as he whispers something to the hilt that made her look regretful.

Momo blinked, gawking as he looked at Grey, then at Mouse, then at Grey again. “W-weren’t you like t-them a m-m-moment ago….W-wait!” His eyes seemed to somehow grow even wider. “Y-you’re from the festival! I…I….augh….” The Applin gripped his temples as he tried to process. “O-oh…” he mumbled, sitting up. “Um….you were trying to cheer me up, right…? I…I’m sorry, I…I got caught up on….whatever it is you did….that was….that was rude of me. But, um, thank you….that was really, really nice…”

- - -

Featuring Grey and Mouse from @masked-vee!

[gluttonygirls]

10 + Any Pokémon Muse! (A Wild Alcremie tricked the trainer into letting their guard down, and now they're paying the consequences by steamrolling to near immobility before they can even begin to wobble away~)

"Hihi! Whosawhatsit, my little spark plugs~!"

Grinning into the camera as she planted the tripod into the ground, Iono winked. Spinning on her heel as she wheeled away, the gym leader waved as she gestured to the forest around her.

"I'm here to show you a shocking good time! I get asked a lot how you catch a pokemon when you're starting out, if you don't live in a town with a professor! The answer is easy, you just use your hands~!"

Grinning, Iono beamed as she wandered towards the tall grass, eyes locked on the camera, not watching where she was going.

"So, I promise to show you the proper way to wrangle one, so you can-"

Splat!

"Huh?"

Looking down at her shoe, Iono looked at the strawberry colored swirl that she'd stepped in. Forming around her foot, puffing in anger, was an Alcremie.

"W-Wait a secon-"

That was all Iono had the chance to say before it lifted up its arms. A torrent of cream shot up, pouring into Iono's mouth. Shoving her backwards, landing on her butt, the trainer blew up like a cream filled balloon. Belly bloating outwards, her jacket was torn away, leaving her only in her shiny silver top and bottoms.

Her hips grew wider, spreading across the grass as her ass expanded too, growing fat enough to squash a couch in a second. Zigzagoons and applins darted out to avoid getting squished as she grew.

And grew.

And grew.

And after the very least, as her arms wave on the sides of her body, thickened arms too fat to do anything, the stream is going to end soon.

...When her fat ass rolls over and squishes the camera.