#pokemon ships

[jooqlz]

[championfrolicfleece]

Pokemon Sword And Shield Postwick Shipping Incorrect Quotes Part1

Gloria: We have fun, don’t we, Hop?

Hop: I have never been more stressed out in my entire life.

Hop: I literally cannot believe I let you talk me into this.

Gloria: I literally said, “I have an idea,” and you just went along with it without question.

Hop: Can I have 2 straws with that milkshake?

Gloria: Aww-

Hop: With 2 straws, I can drink it double as fast!

Gloria: Three words. Say them and I'm yours.

Hop: Three words.

Gloria: …

Gloria: Ok, maybe playing ‘whose family is most dysfunctional’ wasn’t the best idea we’ve had. Hop's been crying in the bathroom for an hour. We can’t get him out…

Gloria: So, what’s for dinner?

Hop, staring at the food they just burnt: Regret.

Hop: Name a more iconic duo than my crippling fear of abandonment and my anxiety. I'll wait.

Gloria: You and me!!!

Hop, tearing up: Okay.

Hop: Can you cut me some slack, Gloria? I’m sort of in love.

Gloria: I’m sorry, but that’s really not my problem.

Hop: I’m in love with you.

Gloria, blushing: Oh. That brings me in the loop a little.

Hop: I have a new hoodie.

Gloria: Wrong. We have a new hoodie.

Hop: I truly go into househusband mode when I'm someone's soulmate- like, I'll make you pancakes and bacon every morning.

Gloria: This is a lie. I'm literally dating them. This is a lie. THEY DON'T EVEN KNOW HOW TO COOK A PANCAKE, WHAT IS THIS?

Gloria: What? I'm not aggressive!

Hop: Last Tuesday, you bodied me to the floor and stole my wooloo slippers!

Gloria: Survival of the fittest, Hopsy, survival of the fittest!~

Hop: Being half asleep and feeling someone gently plant a kiss on your forehead is one of the purest kinds of love in the world.

Gloria: Unless you're home alone.

Gloria: Ugh, crushes are so dumb.

Hop: I know. Whenever I’m near the person I like I just start acting stupid.

Gloria: But you’re always acting stupid?

Hop: … yeah, don’t think about that too hard.

Gloria: You are an absolute dork.

Hop, singing: Yeah, but I'm your dork!

Gloria, sighs: Yeah, you're my dork.

[namelessheartz]

I've posted all of this (and more) on my art account on Instagram before (same user as this blog) but I wanted to share my favourites I've done in the past few months! After this I'll individually post art as I post it there.

Pokemon art moment (yes I'll be posting other fandoms soon too, not to worry haha /gen)

Also for the namelessshipping art with them in swimwear, it's based on the official Alola Swimmers artwork. ^^

[piamastea]

Rises from the dead just to post boutiqueshipping fanart

old one

[hopestarstudios]

Hope you guys enjoy a look at my strange mind!!

[anotherworldash]

Heaven, when I held you again How could we ever just be friends? I would rather die than let you go Juliet to your Romeo How I heard you say...

"I would never fall in love again, until I found her” I said, “I would never fall, unless it’s you I fall into” I was lost within the darkness, but then I found her I found you

[nanayuz]

when a ship is so insanely canon you start doubting if there are people who don’t ship it

[cyanslushies]

The brainrot I have if them rn is actually insane.

[heartgoldshiper]

WHY I DID THIS? 😭

[janayuga]

I have the extraordinary ability to hyper-focus on the most unpopular/obscure pairings known to man.

Anyways. Jacq appriciates his bf’s ‘assets’ a lot

(Sry for the rushed doodle but artblock is real)

[jooqlz]

Honeymoon

[cadygroves]

♡ I feel so high school every time I look at you ♡

♡Are you gonna marry, kiss or kill me?♡

It's just a game but really

I'm betting on all three for us two

♡

[marx-the-personly-blog]

Day 4 & 5 of Pride month! Headcanons!

[arcanarix]

all talk, no game. || DREW X MAY / SHUUKURA

cw // it's been a long time since i thought of these two. literally my first real fandom ship--contestshipping! brings back so many wonderful childhood memories. <3

ao3 || ffn

Drew has never admitted to being a perfect creature (yes he has), so yes, he has a few drawbacks and vices here and there. For one, even he has had a rocky beginning to his coordinating career. Soledad never fails to remind him of that, just to keep him a little humble.

For the sake of another example, he's not great with crowds in spite of how well he composes himself on stage. His stage persona versus his true persona are completely removed from each other. He hates crowds--absolutely detests them.

Oh yeah, another vice--he's bad at conversation. He may act like he's this cool drink of water, but that's just socialite conditioning from having a brilliantly privileged background. That's all essentially a requirement, along with ballroom dancing lessons and vocal lessons and all that other upper-upper class BS. Without that to cushion his otherwise full-on awkwardness, he's just like any other troubled teenager.

Harley does love to troll him about that, too.

"Say, when are you going to stop dicking around and do something about your feelings for our precious gingerbread cookie?" Harley confronts him, each and every damn day at this point. he's lost the record, not that he keeps track. It’s become so normalized it's not necessary. It’s the first question before "how many ribbons do you have" or "how have you been?"

Gingerbread cookie? Drew has forgone commenting on Harley's quirky nicknames for them a long time ago. for soledad lately it's been 'pinky pie.' or 'my little ponyta.' For him? Eh . . . a little less flattering. He’s been fond of calling him anDICK. AnDICK Gayden. Because he's the pinnacle of maturity.

He's also one to talk, considering his own orientation Harley's loud and proud about, which Drew commends him for actually. It's never been a secret of course, given his entire brand . . .

"Who says I have feelings for her?" Drew counters, although everyone knows what reaction he's going to be met with after asking that--

"--literally everyone," Soledad cuts in, sliding into their table with her own tray of a bountiful breakfast. "Good morning, guys. I see you started breakfast without me or may."

"You guys take forever, snickerdoodle," Harley sighs, "Besides, you're not missing out on much. Drew's just about to admit that he radiates small dick energy hence my favorite nickname for him--!"

"--Harley," Soledad groans, "you don't need to tell us the origin of that name, thanks. it's not even that creative."

Harley gasps theatrically. "Hey!"

"Is May up yet? The Pokemon Contest starts . . ." Drew glances at the clock. "Oh, never mind. We have plenty of time. It gives us time to prep and perfect our routines a bit more. I guess I didn't realize how early it was. Especially for someone who likes to sleep in like May.”

"Do you want me to go get her, if you're getting antsy?" Soledad teases.

Drew fails to conceal that brilliant rosy blush on his face. He hates how easily he's read by everyone in this room--which right now is just them and Nurse Joy and her blissey.

"No, she deserves rest. She's been working hard, you know."

"Awwww, look at Andick all fawning over her and giving her credit where credit is due,'' Harley gushes while wraggling those caterpie eyebrows of his.

"Shut up!"

"But he does bring up a good icebreaker, Drew," Soledad admits as she bites down on her bagel, filled to the brim with cream cheese. how she keeps her figure so slim in spite of her dietary choices, the world may never know. "I know we poke and prod all the time, but watching you trip over her is starting to get . . . well, old. Do something about it. We're here to support you, you know."

"Well I appreciate that, but I don't think there's any rush. As much as I love and respect her, I doubt she's even noticed," Drew laments, "and I've been dropping tons of hints."

"The roses? That's not enough!" Soledad swears this is all hopeless but she's trying for him. "Drop stronger hints."

"What's stronger than friggin' red roses? A kiss on the hand or forehead?"

"That's . . . a bit bold, but you can try. I doubt she'd shy away."

"I don't know soledad. Many girls may flock to me but I don't know how to talk to girls. at all."

"We know," Harley and Soledad say in unison.

"Believe us, we know, we watch you interact with May," Harley goes on, "And she's the easiest person to talk to in the world, honestly."

"Awww, now look who's getting all sentimental about may," Soledad teases with a grin.

"Shut up," Harley huffs, "I'm just saying that she’s come to mean a lot to me."

“We all share that sentiment about her. I never had many girl friends, so it’s nice to have one.”

“But back to the main and the only interesting topic of discussion, how the hell is Drew going to make the move?”

“He did claim he was going to make the bold move and kiss her.”

“On the HAND, Soledad.”

“But what if May finds that weird? All Drew ever is is mean to her most of the time–!”

“--He’s living up to the classic ‘he’s mean to you because he likes you’ bullshit. Which, by the way Drew, what in Mew made you believe that’s the best approach–?” 

“I–!” Drew’s about to defend himself, because where in Mew’s name does he deserve all of this slander and roasting. They continue for much longer and he’ll become a cooked staraptor. 

“Okay, okay, look. I get it! I get it alright.” He tosses his hands up in the air nin defeat. “I’m all talk, no game. It’s just I don’t want to compromise anything between May and I. She’s become more than my rival in many obvious ways. I just never expected my feelings for her to be this strong after all of this time. We’re roaming through the Unova region, and at each contest I enter, I hope to see her. She’s a bright, bubbly person. A big ball of sunshine. She illuminates my entire life. She’s skilled, even if I won’t admit that to her face literally ever. I might subtly point it out though. It’s just, we’re friends now, and I don’t want her to get the idea I became her friend just because I had feelings for her because that’s not true and–!” 

Harley raises an eyebrow with a little smirk playing on his lips. Soledad seems to be making an expression that tells him to slow down and maybe cease all talking unless he wants to make a fool of himself. 

May’s standing there, with her classic dumbfounded, puppy-like expression. She’s just rolled out of bed, and she’s ditched the bandana today to let her natural glossy hair flow. She’s got her tray of breakfast gripped in her hands. 

“--she’s standing right behind me, isn’t she?” Drew finishes. 

“I didn’t realize it was May Appreciation Day,” she chuckles as she joins them at the booth, sliding in next to Drew. “Just because I’m here doesn’t mean you should stop singing praises to me, though.”

Oh Drew does concur.

“I think I should stop, otherwise it’ll inflate your already oversized head. You don’t want to get as egotistical as me, hm?” 

“It was so much more than just him singing praises to you, May,” Soledad chimes in with an amused twinkle in her eyes. 

“Yeah, if you were here just moments earlier–!” Drew mimes slicing his throat with his finger, and Harley shrugs. 

“--anyway, we should finish up and get ready to head to the Contest Hall. Can’t leave our fans waiting~” Harley sings. 

“You have fans?” Drew deadpans, to which May quips, “All of us do, Drew.”

They finish their breakfast together, and just as Drew tosses his leftovers away Harley approaches him and whispers in his ear. 

“You really are all talk and no game. Otherwise, you’d have fessed up like a man back there.”

Harley returns to the booth, and Drew stands there before placing his empty tray on top of the trash bin. He hates that he’s been roasted yet again by Harley, but he has a point. 

From his spot, he watches as May and Soledad exchange a conversation he can’t make out, focusing on the way her eyes crinkle a little when she smiles that big and wide. Even if she’s not a morning lark, she still has that bucket of pep to offer when she blesses anyone with her presence.

Drew stuffs his hands into his pockets, debating whether to leave first and have them meet him at the Contest Hall. He . . . is due for some self reflection and accountability. 

He steals another glance of her when he hears her adorable giggle, this time at something Harley says, it looks like. 

One day, he’s definitely going to tell her. 

Just maybe not today.

[minty-the-marill]

Pokemon being in love with each other is very cute to me. In the Pokemon games, I like shipping my teammates.

[anotherworldash]

Story behind the drawing, T-rated, 784 words :

INA : Sebenernya lu tuh manis banget tapi gw malu bilangnya (original script)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/51277825

ENG: You're really cute, but I'm too shy to admit it (Adjustment made to English script.)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/51278062