#skull grunt

[skull-grunt-zesty]

If you give a Guzma a harmonica . . .

He will purposefully get himself thrown in the slammer for a night just to annoy the hell out of Nanu.

Beatboxing harmonica. . .

[2fort]

Went to @kogaracon not too long ago and did a lil shoot with my skull grunt cosplay! :) Insta | FB

[slobby-pokemon-gals]

that female skull grunt trying to challenge the protag to only for her pants button to pop which she meekly excuse herself

“Yo yo Yo!!! You know this is our turf dweeb, I don’t care how good our grub smells you ether get off the trial grounds we’re using for our cookout or you’ll be on the menu——— *PING, PING, PONG!!!!*

“Uhhhh, actually you can go ahead, just don’t tell anyone you saw that, I’m supposed to be losing weight not blowing up like a balloon”

[monotonedongs]

OC holding a big fish for their tinder bios -

suggestion: draw your ocs holding a big fish for their tinder bios. for enrichment.

[otterize]

💀💀💀

[potatosoupwithcornandstuff]

I find the poorly edited to be Christmas-related "Jolly" gifs to be funny so I decided to add onto it with this poorly made thing in capcut/picmix :]

use wherever whenever

[soft5ku11]

Decided to remaster the finale from my Guzma WG drive. Hoping this communicates a little better than the OG one...

The improvement from october to now is kinda insane. I had only just started on my journey to improve my shading when I posted the original, and now I'm not as scared of adding shadows as I used to be :) Note to artists: the shading assist in CSP is crap.

Alt with a slight 5 o'clock shadow on Guzma will be on my website along with this drawing cause its not really a big enough change to warrant posting it on here.

[bluetheboykisser]

Can we, as a collective pokemon fandom, return to this ship please??

[shyblacksheep]

During a short vacation trip to Alola, Alistair becomes friends with a Team Skull Grunt, Makoa Lee. Who decides because of Alistair he doesn’t want to be one anymore and pursues becoming a true Trainer again to eventually a Police Officer. ☺️

[ X ]🍁

[bellybiologist]

Sept 2021's 2nd place winner! team skull grunt stuffing. Probably should mention that this month's theme was "stuck", if that wasn't evident. :P

[skull-grunt-zesty]

Guzma may have his throne but Plumeria is the queen of the couch

Aka if she wants to act all big and important she'll sprawl all over the couch only letting certain amount of grunts to sit/lay with her at a time

[oceandiagonale]

got inspired by typhlosion's anime walk cycle and my cat's eyes glowing at night ^^

(small moment from when Gene was staying in Po Town)

[millidew]

red's sumo official art kept scaring me so i wanted to redraw it.... which then led me to redrawing the whole kantrio in the span of like 4 hours

BODY HAIR + LESBIAN BEAM!

[pokemonvillainadventures]

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Team Skull x Injured Reader

Opening up isn't easy, but is suffering in silence any better?

Pokemon: Dewpider

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*AUGHH* FUCK! *sharp inhale* ohhh . . ohhhh . .fuck . . . *sharp inhale* yep . . nope . .definitely not good . . *ack* . .

Welp, that's one sure fire way to twist your ankle and possibly break your ass in the process. What the fuck ended up happening? Well maybe, just maybe training in the pouring Po Town rain, not a smart idea. Training in the Rain on some slippery ass block of concrete also not good. Having your own Pokemon be a water type that knows Bubble Beam and, has yet to perfect it causing stray suds to fly everywhere, ccombined with the previous and you've got a recipe that'll lead you broken ass first to the Pokemon center.

Oh your Dewpider, your sweet precious Dewpider. As much as you loved having them as a partner they weren't exactly the most graceful little bug around. Ironic for the water type to easily go sliding at the slightest limb touching a puddle. Her bubble beam although powerful tends to go everywhichway except for the target infront of it. Which is why you were out here today. Which is why you're also hugging your left ankle praying to Arceus that you didn't break anything. Feeling around the wounded area despite rain chilling you to your core, your ankle was on fire and already starting to swell.

How this baby bug managed to shed tears under that ball of water was beyond you. Though, with a heavy sigh and small pat on her head you couldn't get mad at her. The only thing that worried you was how you were going to keep this hidden from the team. The last thing you needed was for them to go on making fun of you for doing something so stupid. With the best of your ability you managed to rise from your seat with your now muddy shorts. Pain shot through you like a jolt from a pikachu as you bit on your cheek to muffle your cries. Painfully, slowly and painfully, you hobbled back to the steps of the shady house, praying that no one would notice your wobbly walking pattern.

The Grunts:

• Okay listen. . .

•None of them actually knew that you were injured into you sarcastically pointed it out and then they all collectively went "ohhhhhhh okay"

•I mean . . . the KINDA knew that somethin' was a little bit off . . . but only kinda.

•Since the Grunts live by a no judgment principle, for the most part, they tend to not want to point out anything in case it might hurt someones feelings.

•Like yeah . . . in theory that seems nice but that means everyone just silently observes your clearly struggling form and just hope that this is a choice and not an accident.

•Yeah, sure you didn't want to get anyone else involved with your carelessness but come onnnnn seriously?!?

•You loved them, but in this moment if you had to keep going around doing all your normal tasks on a swollen ankle you were going to kill someone!

•Well luckily after you pointed it out to them everyone was quick to drop what they were doing to try and help you out.

•Albeit, a few of them did still poke fun of you for getting injured to some bubbles but hey at least they were trying.

•Emphasis on the TRYING. . . yeah unless you got 10₽ and you were a Pokemon they could heal you just fine. So makeshift remedies were going to be your saving grace until your ankle magically healed itself or, you were forced to be rushed to the nearest Pokecenter and hope they didn't need to cut it off.

•Well with as many grunts that fill these halls someone was bound to come up with something to make you feel better.

•And so the grunts would each take turns trying makeshift remedies and watching random Poketube videos that might help your ankle. Each idea leading nowhere and causing you to form an additional headache!

•Your body mangled on the living room floor as grunts tried elevating your foot with different objects, such as but not limited to, pillows, comic books, an old bucket, a pile of loose tiles, and someones grimer who felt more inclined to eat the sock right off your foot than actually trying to hold it up.

•In the kitchen grunts were working away grabbing random foods and concocting remedies that "worked so well for them when they got sick". Though failing to realize that you weren't sick just injured and no matter what they shove in your mouth, if it isn't pain killer, your ankle is staying twisted.

•Still though, as you lay on the floor watching as your fellow teammates aee actually going out their way to try an make you feel better, was indeed making you feel better.

• ". . . thanks guys."

Guzma:

•Well Guzma wasn't the happiest person to receive this news.

•He wasn't angry! Just a teeny tiny bit a little frustrated . . .to say the least.

•"So . . . What the fuck happened?"

•Hahaha oh boy.

•After explaining to him your not so graceful training session with Dewpider, the boss was really trying his best to keep up the "grumpy upset look" while holding back stiffled laughter.

•However that doesn't stop him from pulling the "ya stupid!?" Comment on you while he lifts your body and carries it off to one of the many beds that litter this house.

•You could feel a rush of embarrassment cross your face as some of the grunts giggled to themselves at the scene playing out before them.

•Being carried like a child in the bosses arms no less was not something you wished for others to see.

•Grumbling to yourself you let put a small "This is so stupid!"

•But Guzma was quick to clap back, big smirk and all.

•"Play stupid games and win stupid prizes sweetcheeks."

•Opening the door and flopping you down on the bed, despite his tough guy exterior he was genuinely concerned about you. Why else did Guzma choose the room with a bed closest to his?

•"Now I ain't a doctor or somethin' but stay here and don't move a whole lot. Here *he hands over a few pillows* try elevating it to get the red down. *He stands up to start leaving* Ya got that?! Now I don't want to see you move? Got it!?"

•You nod back.

•"Got it?!?"

•You sigh. "Yes."

•Before he leaves for good he turns back to tell you "Hey . . . if you need anything, just holler. . I'll try to help as best as I can. ."

•He finally leaves you, a blushing mess, on the bed.

Plumeria:

•Surprisingly, a lot more vocal about her frustration in this situation.

•"Arceus Fuck! . . Gahhh . uhh . . Damn, when did this happen?! What happened?! Why did this happen!?"

•Behind that wall of frustration was the hint of genuine concern, even if her showing it was through means of bombarding questions.

•Trying your best to explain the whole situation Plumeria was doing her best to shoo off the grunts so that you had room to breath.

•"Oh so you felt like acting stupid by yourself no less, on one of the rainiest days?"

•"Um . . yeeesss??"

•"Where was your phone you could have at least phoned me up so I could have idk, helped you?!"

•"Sorry?"

•"Ughhh . . let me guess you didn't even have your phone on you?! Where is your phone, give me your phone!"

•Snatching the phone out of your hand, she puts her number into your contacts and staring it as a favorite.

•"Cool. . . now when you feel the need to act stupid again, call me and I'll smack you."

•Sitting in your spot like a deerling caught in the headlights, your body is hoisted off the ground as she helps you to stand. She tries her best to drag you along, to her room of all places.

•"I don't want you climbing up those stairs and twisting something else. Just don't touch anything got it?!"

•Shoving the door open, her room was actually very inviting. Her bed laced with stuffed PokePlushes. A small vanity was seen across from it. A desk lay next to the bed, and next to that was a small bookshelf. Honestly it was the only non-neat thing in that room. Her makeup was everywhere, and the little trinkets that call the self home were spaced out sparatickly.

•"Sit! And don't move. . . and don't touch anything either!"

•Sitting on her bed you made damn sure not to move an inch. Plumeria eventually came back into the room holding a glass of water and some medicine.

•Shoving it in your face she barked out "Drink!"

•Again you obeyed.

•"Now lay down!"

•Feeling the softness of her bed engulf you, it almost made the pain in your ankle disappear, you hadn't even noticed Plumeria was laying down next to you.

•She moved her laptop off her desk and between the two of you.

•"The meds might take a bit for them to kick in." And off she went to pull up a movie, "The Angry Pidgeys" and that was that.

•Not another word was spoken between the two of you, but she didn't need to say anything. The way she put the extra blanket around you instead of her, how she used one of her plushes as an elevation for your foot. How she brought out the good snacks from her stash. She just wanted you to feel comfortable, all in her own Big Sis way.

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[realpokemon]

what about going on a date with a (former) team skull grunt? I think thats a win

if you're trying to ask me out it's not working

[pokemon-cards-hourly]