#pokemon mystic messenger

[jainelope]

ART DUMPPPP

[lav3nder-bees]

merry twstmas or whatever from ace trappola justin bieber pose

[avocadotoasting]

Temperance

Chubby!Fem!Reader | 1.5k | NSFW

Synopsis: Someone has had his eye on Reader for quite some time. Perhaps he seeks a reward for his patience.

(Characters inserted in a list below!)

CW: Use of Aphrodisiacs, Suggestive Dubcon, Suggested Yandere Themes

TEMPERANCE: Restraint or moderation.

Confined to your peripherals, he always waited. He wasn’t typically one to take a first strike. Haste wasn’t in his nature, no–he was a gentle beast hiding in plain sight, administering his own guerilla warfare on your unknowing resistance.

He was a saint, blessed and utterly overflowing with patience.

Often, far too often, you would conglomerate with your friends after a long day, enjoying social drinks and jovially laughing any cares away. You shined. You rivaled all bodies that shone in the sky–so radiant, ebullient, and full–how could he have not watched for all this time? All of nature encircles their existences around the luminaries bound around the earth, and you–who shone brightest–were at its center.

He too would enjoy a relaxing drink after his own long day, a ritual of sorts to begin his communion in basking in you from afar. To drink his drink was a promise; he held a promise that one day the taste of you would be dancing on his tongue, so saccharine-sweet and satisfying, hazily teetering him closer to a euphoria unknown. Once in a while, you’d make eye contact. And so generous you were, so generous you always were when you’d offer a smile every time.

Another drink. Another promise.

At times he would bring his own bric-a-brac to mind at his table so as to not alarm you. After all, with patience came subtlety, a vestibule inseparable to his primary house of virtues. And in this house he worshiped you for well over a year. He committed himself to his routine since he first laid eyes on you–gravity and destiny inescapable from a beauty that rivaled even the stars.

Today, he drank his final glass of promises. His back left pocket burned, seared, singed through the very fabric of his pants in urgency of his self-ordained inhibition to come to its end. In it was the crumbling of his house of patience. In it was a scorched earth tactic to raze all he was and begin anew with you emerging from its ashes. As a sign to swallow his final oath to himself and you, you made eye contact with him–and more of the same. A familiar smile, a familiar wave–and inside him, a familiar rush overwhelming every nerve in his being.

Your friends waved you off in the next moment, leaving you alone after some charming and laugh-filled goodbyes. How lucky they were to have you. How lucky he would be soon.

He raised himself from his table to return to the counter, ordering two drinks for the first time, and turned back to you to ensure his waiting had merited its value. You looked down to your phone, he could tell, mindlessly enjoying some time to decompress from the daily gossip. He smiled.

The bartender placed the two drinks on the counter, and he thanked them politely, as he always did–manners must coexist with patience, after all. Briefly, he stopped at his table, and he observed the drink that would be yours. One swift motion of gentle tampering ensured the fate of your drink. Of you.

Surely you’d never know. Surely you’d forgive him. A penitent man like him would repent under you for every day for the rest of your life, as he’d never do anything to wring you misery. He worshiped you, after all–this was just a vessel to finally show you.

Finally.

Finally.

The word echoed in his mind with each step forward.

And finally, there was you.

“Still here, huh?”

His greeting was gentle, comfortable, he hoped to rival the gravity of the warmth you reflected. You looked up, blinking a few times before a wince of familiarity rang in your features. You smiled.

An invitation.

“Guess we both are.”

“Still have energy for a little more company? I always see you and–”

“Yeah, I do. And I see you too.”

Before the both of you could speak again, you both shyly laughed, and he sat in front of you, placing the drinks on the table. He clicked his tongue, mindfully placing your fate before you–a prayer on his tongue.

“Let me keep you company then,” he insisted, eyes glassy with his silent plea. You curled your lips playfully as you took your first sip of your drink.

“I suppose I’ll let you.”

His eyes followed the glass to your lips, and he finally felt himself smile with satisfaction. He leaned back in his chair.

That you will.

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His fervor was relentless. With each snap of his hips he made new promises, new oaths to you, his beloved, so perfectly folded under him with generous and gorgeous flesh soft against his own–he promised to repent for his primal selfishness in the handling of your perfect body. But fuck–the way your lips so drunkenly slobbered around his thumb in your mouth, glassy, heated eyes rolled back into your head with mascara long since ruined since he began his debauchery, it was now that worship truly began, and he was a penitent man.

Your entire body was searing hot against his own with forced zeal he wrought to you from a bottle, but the results were undeniable. You had soaked his eager length again and again as he laid explosive love to you like he would die if he didn’t, and your body begged for more, just as he planned. He placed yet another soft bite on your ample breast swaying under him before pulling away to observe his work. You were covered. A living shrine, a temple breathing and writhing under him–covered by his devotion. And for the fourth time, you would be filled.

Another promise, he hoped, would take fruit.

“So fucking perfect,” he cooed sweetly, a poisonously sweet love possessing his body to burrowing his length into you to the hilt as he finished again, “So perfect around me, so fucking hot and wet–”

You, at the mercy of inorganic, potent lust, cooed back–incoherent and insatiable. He only nodded, removing his thumb to kiss you into his bed for yet another time. He pulled out and observed you. So painfully cockdrunk, so woefully lost to sin, exactly how he wanted you. Undone. Wet. Desperate. As he pulled out again, he hear you whine and buck and he gently shushed you with his finger, placing his greedy, erect cock on your hungry clit to rub it gently. He cooed again to soothe you. A gesture of his selfish love.

“I love you,” he sang, “Love you so, so so much–love of my life.”

He kept rubbing, his own pupils blown wide with his madness, leaning close to you. You didn’t care. You had long forsaken sight to chasing high after high since the first release, and your body was still on fire. He felt it. He felt your soft body arch against him as his stimulation wrought the beginning of another gorgeous, wet crescendo from between thighs so thick and delicious, and he grinned wide.

“Do you want to cum, my love?” he asked, slowing down his tormentous rubbing. You whined under him.

The answer was clear. But who was a man to deny the sweet sound of his own god begging for him?

“It hurts waiting, doesn’t it, Beauty?”

You nodded, whining louder.

He smiled, his temperance bearing fruit at last at its end after hours, months, and a year of waiting–his grin wicked, he leaned in to place a hypocritically chaste kiss to your forehead.

“I’ll let you finish if you can make me a promise,” he cooed into your ear, placing a kiss just on the shell. 

He felt you nod, pleading for any release of this heat.

“Do you promise to marry me? Marry me and be a good mommy to my babies?”

An unexpected pause under him–even in your altered state, it was a big ask, but he could still feel his leverage, and he rubbed hard again to take advantage. He waited long enough, and he was going to get was he waited for. No matter how hard he’d have to tempt you. Bait you.

You were right here.

“You’re already so full, baby–taking so much of me like you were meant to–”

You let out a pained gasp, edged so close to another high as he stopped again, and he rolled his hips to further torment you. You whimpered, low and pathetic, and all he could gauge after wave and wave of the edging was how hot your body seared in its heat. He knew eventually you had to give. And he knew in a game of waiting, he would win.

He will win.

“I know you need to,” he teased, his voice lowering, “you can feel how much it burns–”

“Please–”

Finally, a word from you, a white flag to beg for your reprieve.

“Yes–Yes–Please, just let me cum–please, it hurts, it burns, I need it, I need you–”

Happy to oblige, he finally inserted himself back inside of you, giving himself his own sense of relief and using his fingers to rub you to another delicious climax, all for him to savor. To savor again, and again, and again.

Surely you would forgive him. Sometime down the line.

He could wait.

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Characters: Koushi Sugawara (Haikyuu!!), Thoma (Genshin Impact), Kento Nanami (Jujutsu Kaisen), Larry (Pokemon), Jumin Han (Mystic Messenger), Or imagine your own!

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[elvestoneanzelote1]

𝘈:𝘯- 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰! 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘭𝘺.. 𝘠𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘨𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘹 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 (𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘧𝘪𝘤 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘰..) 𝘐 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵!

Has it not been that day..

The day I first met you, will things have change better for me?

Or will I suffer more without you?.

The minds on mine is a puzzle mess.

Trying to find the clue to your heart.

Tell me, why is it that you yearn for someone yet.. I am not that someone for you?

Like this poems, soothing my thoughts.

You read and I am glad you did.

Misguided am I? To be in love with you?

Or.. Am I just a freckle of your imagination that fall for you deeply in your memory?.

I watch you eeverytime.

Everyday you smile at me.. More likely.. To the game.. I guess.

No matter what this wall of glass put us away.

Y/n my dear, I swore to you.

I will find a way to bring you here with me.

A world where you had no worries about your family nor friends.

Only me and you.

I promise you that I will make you smile everyday you did for me..

But for now.. Please bare it.

Just continue on playing the game and smile eveytime you see me on screen.

Even if it hurts me too.

I will surely find a way.

Where we could be together for eternity.

As ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴄʟᴏsᴇs ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ sᴄʀᴇᴇɴ.

Yᴏᴜ sᴍɪʟᴇ sʟɪɢʜᴛʟʏ ᴀɴᴅ ɢᴇɴᴛʟʏ ᴘᴀᴛᴛᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʜᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇ sᴛʀᴏᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ sᴄʀᴇᴇɴ sʟɪɢʜᴛʟʏ.

Yᴏᴜ ғᴇʟᴛ ɪᴛ ᴡᴀs ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴠs ᴍᴇssɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ ғᴏʀ sᴇɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪs ʟᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴀs ᴛᴏ ᴀᴛᴛʀᴀᴄᴛ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴘʟᴀʏᴇʀs ᴛᴏ ᴘʟᴀʏ.

Yᴇᴛ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ ʜᴇʟᴘ ʙᴜᴛ sᴍɪʟᴇ ᴡᴀʀᴍʟʏ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʟᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ, ɪɴᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟʟʏ ᴏʀ ɴᴏᴛ..

Wʜᴇᴛʜᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀʀᴇ ᴀᴡᴀʀᴇ ᴏʀ ɴᴏᴛ.

ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴄᴀʀᴇ.

"I ᴡɪʟʟ ᴡᴀɪᴛ.. Fᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴇɴ" ʏᴏᴜ ᴡʜɪsᴘᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏɢ ᴏғғ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀᴍᴇ ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ᴡʜɪsᴘᴇʀɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ᴡᴏʀᴅs.

As ᴏᴜᴛsɪᴅᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʀᴏᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴀɴɪsʜ ᴏғ ғᴜʀɴɪᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴏᴛᴛʟᴇs ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀᴅ ʏᴇᴛ, ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟғ ᴄᴜᴅᴅʟᴇ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟᴀɴᴋᴇᴛ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙᴇᴅ.

Tᴏ sʟᴇᴇᴘ..

Aғᴛᴇʀ ᴀʟʟ.. Sʟᴇᴇᴘ ʜᴇʟᴘs ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ɪɢɴᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍɪssᴇʀɢ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ sᴇʟғ.

Pᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴡɪʟʟ ʟᴀᴜɢʜ ᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ғᴏʀ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠɪɴɢ ᴀ ɢᴀᴍᴇ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ ʟᴇᴛᴛᴇʀs.

Bᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ɴᴏᴛ ʜᴇʟᴘ ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴇʟᴅ ᴀ ʜᴏᴘᴇ.

Tʜᴀᴛ.. Sᴏᴍᴇᴅᴀʏ ᴀ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡʀᴏᴛᴇ ɢᴏᴏ�� ᴡɪsʜᴇs ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘʀᴏᴍɪsᴇs.

Wɪʟʟ ғʀᴇᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜɪs ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ.. Mᴏʀᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇʟʏ ᴛʜɪs ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ.

As ʏᴏᴜ ᴄʟᴏsᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴇʏᴇs ғᴏʀ ᴀ sʟᴜᴍʙᴇʀ ᴜɴᴀᴡᴀʀᴇ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘʜᴏɴᴇ ᴄʟɪɴᴋ ᴀ ʟɪɢʜᴛ.

Oᴠᴇʀʟᴀᴘᴘɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʀᴏᴏᴍ.

Pᴇʀʜᴀᴘs ғᴏʀ ᴀ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴏʀ ᴡᴏʀsᴛ.

Tᴏ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ.. Oғ sᴏʀᴛ.

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𝘈:𝘯- 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘥𝘢𝘺/𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘭𝘭 ! 𝘐 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘩𝘴!

(This tags are some games that I thought of when writing this..)

[espieprinceoffarts]

This was meant to be a quick project-between-projects, but it ended up being a project unto itself... (-w-)

I decided to do a spread of a bunch of characters dressed in outfits from Queen Bee videos.

From left to right:

Desmond Sycamore (Professor Layton series): Mephisto

Romeo (Lies of P): Teppeki

Melli (Pokémon Legends Arceus): No, I don't want to get High

707 (Mystic Messenger): Super Memorial

Carlo (Lies of P): Moeruumi

Pinocchio (Lies of P): Kuchisake Onna

N (Pokémon Black): Starry Night

I started rambling about the materials used below. vvv

I decided to try using watercolors for this picture! This being the first time I've used watercolors, I decided to keep it simple and only do base colors. The shading was done with colored pencils. I think I found a good shading style to use for quick drawings that doesn't take too long and doesn't look unfinished.

The watercolors I used were from one of those cheap, gimmicky box sets with a million colors you see all over Instagram. Even with me being a novice, I can tell these aren't very high-quality paints. Surprisingly, they mixed together pretty well. They get a bit streaky, especially when I tried to layer them, though. In some places, they also dried to a plasticky texture that I had trouble coloring over with pencil. Some of this can maybe be blamed on the paper. I did this in a mixed media sketchbook with smooth, not very absorbent paper. I tested these watercolors on some watercolor paper I have, and they performed better there.

[marshmallowprotection]

Happy New Year from Suit Saeran's Mareep, Castor, and Ray's Phantump, Poppy! I haven't gotten the chance to talk about my Pokemon AU yet but I thought this was as good a time as ever to draw these little friends together! Castor lights up the darkness in Saeran's fearful hours and Poppy extends a hand to Ray when he's at his loneliest.

[ultimate-character-design]

The 2nd Character Design Tournament

Please remember to vote for characters solely based on their design, rather than which character you are more familiar with or like more!

Ghetsis | Pokemon

707 | Mystic Messenger

[monocub]

me and the squaaaaaaad 😁✌️

there was an old art challenge of drawing yourself with characters you grew up with/love a lot and I was in the mood to do it :>

[mizuno-marmalade]

assorted birthdays from 12/23 to 12/31!! rly happy with this batch. love the mukuro and hifumi, plus drawing nezuko is always fun

[blankcanvas-mfrp]

wanted fandom requests from our members!

Deadlock

Metaphor: Refantazio

Pokemon

Street Fighter

Mystic Messenger

Blank Canvas is the reboot of an 18+ server ; your characters are taken from their daily lives and unceremoniously dropped into a land where there is... nothing. No other people, no beasts, no towns — nothing, except the ruins of a great city, and a few scattered deer and fish to feed those that arrive. When the world is your oyster, what will you do? Explore? Build? Attempt to rule? We look forward to seeing your decision, traveler.

[hakygtu9]

Updated my smol store uwu

[fran-aka-mak]

heya! ✨🍞

if you're from the Philippines, come visit me and other amazing artists at Paskomiket 2023 this weekend (Nov 25-26) at SM Megamall🌸

we're table #224❣️

i'll post/reblog the zine preview on friday!

[let-me-date-them-bracket]

Art credits: Buttons by Viktor Gogela, Backgrounds by NoranekoGames, Textbox by afiniwind.

[suprntralsa]

❝ I CANNOT TAKE THIS ANYMORE. SAYING EVERYTHING I'VE SAID BEFORE. ALL THESE WORDS, THEY MAKE NO SENSE. I FIND BLISS IN IGNORANCE. LESS I HEAR, THE LESS YOU SAY. YOU'LL FIND THAT OUT ANYWAY.❞ - One Step Closer, Linkin Park.

#SUPRNTRALS. an independent, private, highly selective, multi-muse original character blog. featuring the original character Addison Gray and a host of others. This blog is multiverse, multi-ship, and cross-over friendly. Established March 2024. Written and Loved by Ash / Ashheart. Mun is 21+ and goes by she & her pronouns. Please read my google document before interacting.

Google Document.

[nvrbeenkissed]

❝ Oh, but baby, slow down, you're going way to fast. Let me make it clear to you my dear. If you're not in it for love. If you're not willing to give it all you got. If you're not in it for life. If you're not in it for love. Let me make it clear to you my dear. If you're not in it for love, I'M OUTTA HERE!❞ - (If You're Not In It For Love) I'm Outta Here!, Shania Twain.

#NVRBEENKISSED. An independent, private, highly selective Yugioh! Duel Monsters original character with verses in Naruto, Yugioh! 5Ds, Yugioh! GX, and others fandoms.

With a story dealing in socially awkwardness, not letting your stutter hinder you, treating people with kindness, rescuing animals, falling in love, missing your family, dealing with bullies, following your dreams, working hard to achieve your goals, making friends with everyone you meet, doting on your cats like they're your children, and making handmade gifts.

This blog is multiship, multiverse, and crossover friendly. Re-Established January 7th, 2023. Written and Loved by Ash // Ashheart. Mun is 21+ and goes by she and her pronouns. Please read my google document before interacting.

Google Document.

[thesillyexpresser]

Looking for moots/friendos

(I came to post doodles and interact and I’m all out of doodles)

I’m relatively new here (I was admittedly kinda scared of going on here but I didn’t want to bombard my other art socials with aituro sketches the 52nd time so here I am) (Plus I wanted to reach out more because the said art socials were ToyHouse, Deviant Art, and Scratch) (Is TH even an art social??? Idk)

Anyway my interests/fandoms include:

Bandori/BangDream

Vocaloid/Utauloids

Pokemon (mainly gen 9 rn)

Mystic Messenger

Art

Fnaf

PIKMIN

Omori

Murder Drones

anytging robot related (especially the ANGST)

Things I know about but I’ve fallen out of touch/don’t really not much about (I can still talk about them tho)

Danganronpa

FNF

Digital Circus

Detroit: Become Human

Project Sekai

I’m still figuring out this website, so any tips or tricks are welcome :]