#ironbundle

[pranksterhowl]

"A tiny bit late but better now than never! I wish you some Happy Holidays!!!"

- Howl & friends

[andrewberry]

Pokémon #991: Iron Bundle

[gracifleur]

🌸 ███   ＂ OH ! THAT’S A KALOSIAN ACCENT is it not ? ＂ quickened gait allows her to catch up to the pace of the youth she speaks to, ＂ i was there not too long ago myself visiting some friends ! i adore lumiose city ! i mean everyone does, but still !＂    / @ironbundled​

[trainerdisguise]

@ironbundled sent: YA KNOW, ONE OF THE THINGS LEO IS GOOD AT IS SOCCER. He’s played since he was still a toddler, and he’s developed quite the skill for it as a result. One of the things he’s not good at though, is timing — and as he kicks a ball up into the air, he realizes, to his horror, that it was sailing toward another trainer. “LOOK OUT!”

Zoa and Fomantis were just wandering where the paths took them today. Usually close to towns, or perhaps a big field with a path in the center of it where trainers usually wandered.

What Zoa didn't expect was the soccer ball heading straight for her. Or Fomantis. By the time the call happened, Zoa's eyes darted to the ball a bit too late, and-

BONK.

The ball shredded through her illusion. It popped the moment the ball bounced against it. Zoa yelped, dropping to the ground in Zorua form the same time the ball rolled across the ground. Fomantis did not yell, but she lay flat on the ground, staring up at the sky.

Zoa jumped to her paws and pressed her paws on Fomantis to make sure she wasn't too hurt. When Fomantis waved a leaf, Zoa's brain finally reminded her of how her illusion broke in the first place.

Her eyes landed on the small kid who had likely seen the illusion pop.

... Zoa grinned. "...Hi..." She put on her human voice for that one. Fomantis facepalmed with her leaf.

[seginbeats]

◁◁ ▐ ▌ ▷▷ Now playing. . . Starter for @ironbundled

”Duuuude. . . That Delibird looks kinda sick!” Giacomo exclaimed, “Why’s it look like somethin’ out of one of those space cadet movies?! I’ve never seen one like it! They’re usually kinda— well, boring looking!”

Giacomo approached with interest in his eyes, crouching down and waving his hand in front of the robot’s face.

“Can it talk?! Or does it make Delibird sounds?! Did ya make it?!”

[strawberrycriisiis]

“oh i’m going to give that robot delibird a little pat pat on their little head”

[monterraverde]

❝ uh! a little help here?! ❞

"Hold tight, helps on the way- Wait, what's with that Delibird?"

[gracifleur]

muse feelings & indicators

Bold for usually, italics for sometimes.

happiness.   being unable to stop smiling. laughter. bear hugs. happy tears. waving arms around. dancing. contently sighing. eyes twinkling. laughter lines. childlike playfulness. skipping. talking more. affection. cracking more jokes than usual. gesturing more when talking. higher pitched voice. squealing. jumping around. clapping.

sadness.   tearing up. self-hugging. one-arm cross. an aching chest. scratchy throat. a runny nose. turning away. deep breaths. quivery smiles. crying. infantile sobbing. hands gripping each other or an object. covering mouth. puffy eyes. eyes appear red. voice breaking. a distant or empty stare. monotone voice. asking for comfort. faking a smile. crumbling. shaking. whimpering. abusing an unhealthy habit. withdrawing from others. big teary eyes. doing something even if it could hurt them.

anger.   furrowed brows. baring teeth. passive-aggressive comments. avoiding eye contact. sarcasm. headache. sore muscles. hiding clenched fists. irritability. jumping to conclusions. raising voice. going silent. demanding immediate action. keeping it all in until exploding. body tensing. making risky decisions. middle finger.

fear.   wanting to flee or hide. what-ifs. images of what-could-be flashing in mind. uncontrollable trembling. rapid breathing. screaming. a skewed sense of time. irritability. keeping silent. denying fear. turning away from the cause. pretending to be brave. nail-biting. lip-biting. scratching skin. a joking tone but a voice that cracks. fainting. insomnia. panic attacks. exhaustion. substance abuse. tics. rushing adrenaline. face draining of colour. hair lifting on the back of the neck. feeling rooted to the spot. making body as small as possible. staring but not seeing. crying. a shrill voice. whispering. gripping something or someone. stuttering. flinching at noises. pleading.

exhaustion.   constantly yawning. slurring words together. dark circles or lines under eyes. mood swings. hallucinations. calling people by the wrong name. dizziness. denying they’re tired. slow blinking. trouble concentrating. stumbling. leaning on a doorframe for support. sluggish movements. falling asleep someplace that isn’t a bed. becoming irritated by the smallest things. “i’m awake, i’m fine”. shaking so bad they spill their drink. fall asleep in their clothes. lay their head on the table because they’re so tired. passing out.

tagged by:   @vilestblood​ muwah muwah muwah

tagging:  @volot​ @arvend @reiketsui @furaajesuu @ghostlyanon @redfabled @kingsthunder​ @wrongtrain @ironbundled @vlvheart

[gracifleur]

“Rules”: repost with the information of your muse, including headcanons, etc. If you fail to achieve some of the facts, feel free to add some other of your own! When you’re done, tag 15 other people to do the same!

tagged by:  @arvend​ the best, the one, the only, the legend. tagging:  idk who did this bc i wasnt around so im tagging everyone my brain can think of. @vilestblood @redfabled @valorxdrive @volot @iruludavare​( but for sarana @floaroanemoia​ ) @silverformed​( also do it for mister bite chomp @koraichalcum​ ) @status-condition​( uhhh spins the wheel syca.. more & also uhh gold. they wont the lottery today ) @deimantaimis​( both boys ) @scarletooyoroi​( ur here twice look at that ) @aachromaa​ @ironbundled​ @vastcourage​ & YOU IDK

B A S I C S

Name:   Im Shea Age:   eternally 15 Birthdate:   03/20 hisui era sinnoh Species:   pkmn-human chimera hybrid created by arceus, mostly pkmn Gender:   genderless, nonbinary to humans Orientation:   aro-ace Profession / Titles:   deity of gratitude, love pokemon, caretaker of the creation trio of sinnoh, protector of the lake legendaries, child of space-time, holy mighty hisui, arceus-boon, child of shaymin, keeper of flower paradise

P H Y S I C A L A S P E C T S

Hair:   a dusty pink of similar hue here, varied shoulder to midback length, often pulled back in ponytails or buns half or full. while it is thick it’s lightly wavy, more because of being tied back. but sits heavy. a hair pin that resembles a gracidea flower is always pinned somehow in her hair, it’s of a crystal appearance & is made of the same material that the orbs of the creation trio hold. Eyes:  a green-blue mix, with a glowing yellow circle around the pupil. similar to this here. the colors of blue & green tend to shift mysteriously. shea however describes herself as having green eyes & pays attention to the shifting, the blue, or the yellow ring. Skin:   a pale complexion despite how often she’s outside. yellow undertones & she tans easily. cool tones, not warm. Height:   5′4″ Weight:   135lbs -- muscle &chub

F A M I L Y

Siblings:   dialga, palkia, giratina, technically all shaymin Parents:  arceus, but shea does use volo’s name to fake paperwork. Any Pets?  her pkmn. && shaymin sorta. listen,

S K I L L S

pkmn wrangling; the act of handling & calming down alpha or legendary pkmn. pkmn training. lockpicking. crafting. survival. camping & foraging. gardening. cooking, situational. being precious & adorable despite brattiness. problem solving. adaptability. athletic. idk i cant think of more rn shea’s a good skillful idiot

T R A I T S

STRENGTHS.   compassionate. clever. courageous. dedicated. disciplined. empathetic. energetic. focused. friendly. grateful. hopeful. humorous. inquisitive. inspirational. leading. lovely. motivated. open-minded. outgoing. perseverant. persistent, like holy shit oh mygod persistent. resourceful. these are just skills. man im not putting more. WEAKNESSES. cocky little shit with an ego & a sassy mouth.

L I K E S

Colors:   pink, greens. pastels. lavender. Smells:  florals, earthy. petrichor. a forest right after rain. a garden after a light mist or in full bloom. Textures:  clean linens. cotton. the softness of flower petals. Drinks:   fizzy light refreshing sodas. tea, floral & sweet fruity & tart.

[trainerdisguise]

Fomantis' glowing blade fades away, almost surprised at his words.

(Both of them were so sure about Zorua's status as being disliked, even if they disagreed.)

Zoa turned back around, blinking at him. She takes in his words for a few moments, light blue eyes the same shade as her human form's staring up at him.

"I... uh..." She struggles to find words. Fomantis doesn't butt in, instead simply crossing her leaves in front of her. Zoa scratches the ground a bit. "You promise to keep it a secret?"

"I left the thicket because I wanted to see the world on my own terms, and becoming a trainer's Pokemon didn't... match with that." Zoa lifted a paw and made a wave in the air. "My human self was a creation by me. I made her hair and features myself!" Zoa grinned, chest hair fluffed up.

      OH, THIS IS AWKWARD. Between the surprise he was still processing and the little grass-type beside her now threatening him, LEO doesn’t know exactly what to say, or even think, in that moment. ZOA wasn’t exactly wrong; a lot of people didn’t trust zorua, He remembers reading something about how they were vehemently hunted down in the past. . . .  That didn’t mean Leo agreed with it.

       As she turns to leave, he struggles to get the words to come out of his throat. He holds his hand out gesturing for her to stop. “WAIT!”

        “Who said anything about me not liking ZORUA?” He says with haste. Leo was being genuine about that at least, and knowing that he was allowed the rest to come out naturally. “There are zorua and zoroark that live in the woods past my hometown. I don’t think they’re bad.” He states. “A — and I won’t tell anyone about the fact that you’re one, either. You are really Zoa and not just a zorua pretending to be her, right?”

[trainerdisguise]

Zoa's ears went down on her head. Notably, one ear had a nick in it- one long-healed, with scarring tissue.

"Yeah... I am." She said, still using her human voice for communication. She shook out her fur, timidly lowering herself closer to the ground.

After a few moments, Fomantis sat up, elbowing the part time trainer.

Zoa snapped to attention, ears up. "People don't like Zorua, so, um, I should run." She adjusted the scarf on her body- of all of the clothing on her illusion, it seemed that was something real. "I just..."

Another elbow from Fomantis. Fomantis had a blade starting to glow, a just in case measure if Leo tried anything.

"I'll go, I'll go." With that, Zoa turned around, kicking the ball back to Leo. "...have fun."

    AH. LEO WASN’T THE ONLY ONE WITH SECRETS, IT SEEMED. The boy brought his hands up to his face, cringing in anticipation as he expected the ball to sock right across poor ZOA’S face. Teeth gnashed, he shut one eye and flinched, daring to watch — and witnessing as the ball went tearing through what he thought was the human girl, leaving behind a ZORUA in its wake.

       It took a second for him to process what he just witnessed but as soon as the dots connected, Leo went bug-eyed. He gawked at the grinning pokemon, still not quite certain what to make of it. Either Zoa was a zorua, or this was a zorua pretending to be Zoa. Zoa . . . Zorua . . .  it made sense now.

         “WHAT?! You’re a zorua!”