#so of course they can move to unova

[factual-fantasy]

28 asks! Thank you very much!! :}} ✉️

(Referencing this post)

I was thinking that the world of welcome home and the human world both exist, but they aren't connected by a TV show. :0 The puppet world is very real to them and they are real living people. The thing is is that there's no TV show of welcome home, that's just their lives-

Eddie is from our world/the human world. Which is where his hallucinations of having 5 fingers and human skin comes from-

@candyglumboy (Referencing this post)

Midori is my Meowscarada! :0 He's friends with Grim and Sylvester :))

(Referencing this post)

XDD Just a playful NOM

@fawncr33k

Yes yes! I screenshot them :00 I then paste them into FireAlpaca and add the watermark :) 👍👍

@bellanova137 (Referencing this post)

Oh!- In my AU Eddie was one of the most recent neighbors :00 this was his first time at the yearly Christmas party because it was the first one he was around for! <XDD

Thinking he moved in sometime right after Christmas last year. Which gave him and Frank a good year to get to know each other and be on first name basis :0 Which is why Frank doesn't call him Mr. Dear in my comic! :)

(Of course present day is a few years after this comic--)

Oof, yeahhh that was a comic script that I went to edit but accidentally posted- 💀

Thank you for the name suggestions though! I still haven't decided on what it'll be <XDD

XDDDD Hurray!! (Sorry!!--) I hope you enjoy your stay in the fandom! :DD

Also thank you so much!!! :)) I'm so glad you've liked my artwork!! :DDD

It would be watching anyone that repaired it :00

There was actually an idea that back when Barnaby was going to be the second ever neighbor in the neighborhood.. he almost bought home and restored it himself. The reason why he didn't though is because Home was just too small for him. The front door was too short, he'd have to duck though every doorway and the ceilings were too low..

Why would he wanna spend all this time and money on fixing up an old house that's too small.. when he can just spend that money on buying whatever lot he wants and building a house that actually fits him? So that's what he went with..

But if Barnaby had bought home and fixed it up. it's be the same thing as Wally... weird insomnia, anxiety attacks.. feeling like you're being watched while you sleep... etc..

As for their world, I only really had the forest surrounding the neighborhood in mind. Its a HUGE forest that goes on for miles and miles. I haven't decided how far away Julies sisters/brother live but I should really work on them 💀

As for Home, so far Home is the only creature of its kind :0 none of the other houses are alive and it stands as the only strange entity around the neighborhood.

And when it comes to neighborly mysteries and secrets, so far Eddie being human and Julie's secret past is all i got <:///

Oh yeah for sure! My Barnaby is much more mellow than in canon it seems- in my AU he doesn't butt heads with Julie at all! :0 In fact she's a really good friend of his. She has some pretty flat jokes but Barnaby appreciates her attempts and they usually get a genuine laugh out of him XDD

As for Frank, its like a SpongeBob and Squidward situation. They just have different personalities and different senses of humor.. and that's okay! Barnaby likes to crack some stupid jokes to kind'a poke at Frank for the fun of it, but he never goes too far. And the jokes are never personal or insult his interests. They're just really dumb jokes that make Frank roll his eyes XDD

At the end of the day, Barnaby considers Frank to be his friend. And Frank would never admit it, but he sees Barnaby as his friend too :)

I had a very small brain moment and only realized just now that I cut out the askers name by accident 💀 my bad!

Also hey these names aren't too bad! <XDDD Abaolson sounds kind'a cool in my opinion! :00

Oh- well actually I'm only doing Pokémon from the Unova region with a handful of exceptions. So I don't have to worry about Gyarados, Milotic or Onix. At least for now :00 I might make an exception for Gyarados.. so when it comes to long snakey Pokémon I have Serperior and Eelektross to worry about..

As for Ninjask, I imagine I'll do something similar to what I did with Chandelure :00

@glitchhayden418

WHOMPST??

(In response to this post)

AAA YES YES! :DD A "I thought I lost you/I could have lost you" hug!! AAAA I'm so glad that translated well! :))

And actually- I began sketching out the comic 👀👀👀 although I got hung up on the battle scene and need to go back for some resketching 😅

(In response to this post)

Well of course! :D Angst isn't fun if there's no comfort 😌

@littlemisspostit

ESKJFOSIJFIOSJ HYUCKS??? THATS THE BEST THING EVER XDDD

Upon googling him, maybe I could! :0 Maybe he could be a friend of one of the neighbors that lives a few neighborhoods over?

@viennaarttt (The post in question)

Ohhh I see! :0 That was a joke post mostly <XD But if it did happen I can see Barnaby hanging up and calling back to try to wake up Wally 💀

Awwe <:)) This was very sweet, thank you.. I'm getting a lot of comments saying that people liked my old Gravity Falls stuff. Its helping me feel a bit better about all of it <:)

I will probably keep those posts privated for my own comfort,, but now with no worry of people finding my old artwork,, it clears the way for potential NEW Gravity Falls artwork! :0 This time with better written angst <XDDD

@danman22ful

I've watched all of Markpliers videos on it! :D And I gotta say its.. well its something that's for sure! <:D Its refreshing to see a character with both parents living and in a loving relationship ngl- I feel like I never see that nowadays <XD

I searched around for a bit and couldn't find much info on this actually <:0 I saw a Wally with red hair and a blond Frank..? Is this like an opposite personality's AU..?

@famouslysleepy

In my AU Frank and Eddie are just friends :0 mostly because I don't like writing romantic stuff for characters that aren't my own.. plus exploring platonic bonds is much more interesting to me :)

As for Eddie and Home, this comic shows a bit of Eddies problem with it- just like Wally he has the blood chilling feeling of being watched by something..

And even after the party, going near Wally's house makes Eddie feel uncomfortable and anxious.. its just all a matter of feeling you're being watched by something or someone..

XDD If I had a had a nickel for every time someone told me they were shocked to find out I'm in a fandom they love,, I'd be rich!

Also thank you!! :DD I'm glad you liked it! :DDD

aw <XD well this is bitter sweet to read since I've privated most of my Gravity Falls stuff.. but its nice to hear that you enjoyed it all <:) Thank you!

I use FireAlpaca, its in my FAQ in my pinned post! :0

I'm actually hearing bad things about it believe it or not- talks about Ford acting super out of character and what not.. My curiosity is peaked 👀

[goldensunset]

i love n but looking at his final team in bw again it is. so bad. peace and love <3 but also i think it’s such a great detail

like it makes perfect sense in the story that the guy who doesn’t even like being a trainer, whose whole goal is to put an end to pokémon battling, would be bad at battling. cuz it’s not like he has a lot of experience with it. yeah he didn’t build a competitive team he’s just doing this with his friends kinda like penny. the previous times you fight him he uses only the random pokémon he finds around him like he’s just summoning the nearby forces of nature for aid like a disney prince or something. in the end he’s got a random medley of mons and the only logical explanation is those are the ones he’s had around for a long time and was always going to stick with

like so what if 2/3 of his final team are weak to fighting, 1/2 are weak to steel, 1/2 are weak to ground, etc. it’s whatever. those are the friends he happens to have and he’s loyal to them. so what if their abilities are either useless with how he uses them (illusion, plus) or an active hindrance (defeatist). so what if he doesn’t even have a dragon type move on zekrom/reshiram they can use either whatever they want to use idk man. no held items? no problem. he’s not about that artificial sweetener microplastic man-made item life they are living like nature

basically like he isn’t gonna judge them for who they are or what they wanna do. they’re his allies not his tools he’s not going to betray his ideals even for the sake of having a better shot at winning. it’s his friends or nothing

like. n is the guy who looks at the small picture of things over the big picture. he was never going to be able to beat the player and become the true reigning champion and hero of unova who has the authority to shut down trainerdom forever without approaching that battle with a strategic mindset and/or boxing his friends. he sacrifices his larger goal because he would never want to be the hypocrite who treats his own pokémon like tools while preaching that other people shouldn’t

(makes him like the exact opposite of ghetsis who’s strong yet evil while preaching goodness. who in fact directly benefits from abusing his pokémon (max frustration hydreigon, enough said))

and in turn like… he definitely knew this. he talks a big game but there’s no way that in his heart he didn’t already understand that he was gonna lose to the player. like @claitea once pointed out in this post the archeops with the defeatist ability for example is kind of symbolic here. n is a smart guy he must’ve figured out like halfway through the game that he wasn’t strong enough, that it just wasn’t meant to be for him, that ghetsis didn’t really see him as capable or worthy of respect, something like that. and his ideals were wavering anyway after having seen the truth about trainers and their pokémon out in the world. in his heart he had already half given up but was too stubborn to admit it, much like anthea says

the other way to interpret this of course is that since ghetsis has been introducing n to all these pokémon that have been abused (perhaps even abused *because* they were weak) in order to manipulate his heart, n has been taking care of these guys in particular and therefore has been closely bonding with them as the friends he wants to battle with. you could say ghetsis also has an incentive to ensure that n’s team isn’t strong enough to defeat his own in case n decided to revolt, thus he wanted to introduce him to a bunch of super weak pokémon. and again like @claitea says it’s odd that n would have a fossilmon like why would he have a fossil or go somewhere to revive it. decent chance he got that from ghetsis

but also like ghetsis did want n to be the strongest trainer in the region so he probably was hoping n would still do better than that. it could just be that ghetsis’ plan therefore backfired terribly bc oops you taught your son to love and defend all the weakest and least loved pokémon regardless of what they could provide for people and then they failed to provide for him. go figure

so either ghetsis apparently thought n’s team was good enough for him to give his son the green light to go ahead like that (which like. he was almost right except the player is built different) or he secretly really was banking on n losing. so that he had an excuse to toss him out like trash at the last second because that was his plan anyway

tldr feel free to disagree with any of these points or interpretations etc but like i LOVE it when they prioritize subtle storytelling and characterization over objective quality when building characters’ teams

[onestepbackwards]

Hello, I hope you are having a great day!(⌒‿⌒)

If it isn't much trouble, may I ask for a few platonic!yandere headcanons or maybe a small writing about Emmet and Ingo with a Reader who sees them as an inspiration?

They are very open about it, too! Proclaiming that the subway bosses are the best Pokémon trainers in the whole region! Their friends may be tired and bored of how much they ramble about their admiration for the two trainers, but that will certainly not stop them from one day wishing to be just like them!

👀I hope you don't mind this as a platonic!yandere!reader ramble ヾ(•ω•`)o

Word Count: 779 words! CW: Mild yandere!reader, platonic obsessive behavior

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Of course, it wasn’t a huge surprise to your friends when you first were awed by the Subway Bosses.

It was through the TV in a commercial. Some sort of promotional deal for the Battle Subway. That was when you first learned of it that wasn’t through the occasional word of mouth.

The Subway itself wasn’t hard to know about. In fact, it could be argued that it was harder to not know about it when living in Unova. It was practically in the center of the region, and not only promoted battles, but its rail system connected most of the region’s towns and cities.

But it had been your first time catching an ad for it, and deciding to do some research.

Who knew doing so would change the trajectory of your life going forward?

You ended up falling down a Bunnelby hole, looking into everything you could find about the Subway Bosses. How they were arguably some of the best trainers in Unova, possibly even more so than the Elite Four, or even the champion!

Their synergy and technique was something to be admired. No doubt you could learn so much from them, and become a better trainer.

That was when your new interest obsession began.

Your friends didn’t mind, not at first. You were a passionate trainer with a thirst for proving themselves. It was the same old song and dance.

They expected you to fixate on the Subway Bosses a little bit, trying to learn from them, and then applying what you learned in battle before moving on.

None of your friends expected you to grow this obsessed.

Slowly, your walls became littered with merch, and your conversations slowly became almost nothing but the Subway Bosses.

“Come on! Just look at how well they work together! Oh… should I try mixing my team up? Then again, I usually battle solo…”

Your friend blew a tuft of hair out of their face.

“How many times have you mentioned them today? Five?”

You can only smile sheepishly as some of your group laughs, forgetting your friends aren’t as into the way the bosses battle like you are. Oops.

It wouldn’t be the last time you mentioned them that day.

At least your fascination wasn’t for nothing. You truly learned a lot studying over their battle styles and how each twin manages to improvise.

Your win ratio for battles had gone up extensively since you started studying the twins' techniques. In fact, you even considered taking on the local gyms to see your progress. Though unfortunately, you had work to worry about…

But you could at least try out the Battle Subway in your free time.

If your friends thought you were obsessed before, it was even worse after doing so.

You actually managed to reach one of the twins in a battle, and nearly got close to winning. It was one of your best achievements, but you still had a long way to go.

After all, you still had to win once to gain access to the tougher subway that ran on some days.

But for now, it was all you could talk about. Especially after Ingo had praised you that day for your efforts, even if you failed.

“Seriously, why not just ask one of them out on a date since you think about them so much?” one of your friends asked, almost exasperated.

Your face scrunched up.

“I’m not interested in them like that. I just want to be a better trainer.”

That had truth. You just wanted to learn everything you could about them, and apply it to your future battles.

Another friend lightly laughed.

“Yeah, sure. Any normal person talks about someone like you have with the twins, and doesn’t want to marry them? I think all the battling has gone to your head.”

“At this point, maybe you should just dress like them, and become their long lost triplet. Ha!”

Your friends laughed at the image, and you gave it some thought.

“Oh no, don’t tell me you’re considering it?”

You laughed, before waving your hand.

“Nah. Dressing like them won’t have any benefit in a battle.”

Another friend playfully rolled their eyes.

“Yeah figures. The only reason you aren’t is because it has no benefit for winning.”

You easily laughed away the comments, but they were right.

Looking like the twins would be pointless. You may have taken a liking to their battle style, but you weren’t that infatuated. Just obsessed.

After all, you would simply become the best trainer you could be with their help.

You just hoped the twins didn’t mind you taking inspiration from them to do that.

[elite-four-grimsley]

Hi, Mun I've been meaning to asks for advice in how to write Grimsley ? and What are your hcs for him ?

//OOC: HI HI HELLO HI!! I have a LOT of Grimsley thoughts and HCs (I mean A LOT) so buckle up because I have been enabled and I am FULL of ADHD. Seriously, this is extremely long. I’m so sorry.

((General trigger warning for themes of gambling, addiction to gambling, and underage gambling as well as child abuse and child neglect.))

A majority of these hcs are what I stick to when writing my interpretation of Grimsley on this blog, however it can sometimes be hard to include or stick to all of them based on how an RP blog plays out in the long run. 

However, all of these are what I generally subscribe to unless said otherwise.

Childhood and Backstory:

I tend to write Grimsley with a Galarian background, both of his parents coming from Galar and having moved to Unova before he was born. Since we really only have the vague idea of Grimsley being the "son of a distinguished family that fell into ruin", I basically took that concept and ran with it. 

In my canon, Grimsley's father (HC name: Atticus) was born into a wealthy Galarian family (who may or may not have been involved in some Not So Legal things). Whereas Grimsley's mother (HC name: Morticia), who was not as "well off", seeks to potentially marry rich due to her poor upbringing and lack of familial support. 

I haven’t decided on many of the details of how exactly Atticus and Morticia meet, however once they do, they hit it off pretty well and don’t waste much time getting married for both their sakes (Atticus wanting to produce a proper heir and Morticia needing the financial support). Their marriage at first, while perhaps not rooted in romantic love, is generally stable. 

Unfortunately, Grimsley's father eventually falls into bankruptcy only a year or so after getting married. This was likely caused by poor financial decisions coupled with falling into trouble with shady individuals. Of course the family name wouldn’t have the best reputation in Galar as a result of this, so Atticus and a pregnant Morticia make a run for it to Unova for a fresh start. 

Growing up, Grimsley had a rocky relationship with both of his parents. 

His father had grown bitter and greedy in his attempts to salvage the family name and make back his fortune (of course, in ways that were not always legal). His focus would turn to Grimsley, seeking to make his son into an even better businessman than even himself. However, Grimsley was infinitely uninterested in his father’s teachings. He was moreso fixated on battling and Pokemon, specifically Dark type Pokémon. Because of this, Atticus wouldn’t allow Grimsley to consume any media surrounding his topics of interest. This would only be the beginning of the rift between him and his father. It wouldn’t take much time for Grimsley to begin fearing Atticus. 

As Grimsley’s father became more outright abusive, he would begin to use his ace Pokémon, Malamar, as an intimidation tactic to get Grimsley (and Morticia) to do what he wanted. In instances where young Grimsley had come across information that Atticus didn’t want him knowing (regarding illegal activity), he would make his Malamar use its psychic abilities to meddle with his memory. Because of these experiences, present day Grimsley has a slight phobia of Malamar and feels uncomfortable around them. 

Here’s a post that accurately displays Grimsley’s relationship with his father. ((TW for child abuse))

Grimsley’s relationship with his mother was better, considering the circumstances. Morticia was definitely not exempt from Atticus’ control, so she often wasn’t allowed/was too afraid to treat her son how truly she wanted. Even then, she did her best to teach Grimsley skills she thought to be important. The two of them would play strategy games together, like chess, with an emphasis on thinking outside the box when stuck in seemingly “hopeless” situations. Grimsley looks back fondly on how his mother valued those skills and passed them down to him. He also cherishes the moments in which Atticus was absent so he and Morticia could truly bond as a mother and son.

Here’s a post I made that gives an idea of what I think young Grimsley's relationship was like with his mother. ((TW for implied abuse))

Unfortunately, a particularly bad experience with both his parents would be the final straw for Grimsley and at the age of eleven, he would run from home. 

Here's a look into the aftermath of that. ((TW for implied abuse))

From then on begins his "Pokémon Journey" of sorts, meeting young Marshal, Caitlin, Shauntal, and his Pokémon along the way. I don’t have as many details about this as I would like at the moment, however I eventually would like to write a series of fics detailing Grimsley and his Pokémon Journey. 

I do, however, have a post on how I think Marshal and Grimsley met as children.

I also have a few assorted headcanons for "Pre-Elite Four" Grimsley: 

-Grimsley used to have a Galarian (British) accent as a child, but would eventually grow out of it as he grew up away from his parents. 

-Shauntal helped Grimsley dye his hair blue for the first time when he was around fourteen. (Shauntal being more experienced with dyeing hair as she's a few years older.)

-Grimsley's battling style used to be more brute force/aggression focused before becoming an Elite Four member. He would then begin to prioritize strategy. 

-Before he was old enough to legally gamble in Unova (hcing that age to be 18 instead of 21), Grimsley would often sneak into shady, back-alley casinos to partake in gambling. This, of course, is where his gambling addiction would start 

-As Grimsley grew into an older teen, he would develop into quite the "rebel". The others (meaning Marshal, Caitlin, and Shauntal) would take notice of him getting into trouble on a regular basis (sometimes with the law), but he would ignore their concern, only turning a new leaf when attempting to join the Pokémon League. (Post on Grimsley talking about joining said league.) 

-Grimsley originally lied on all his application documents in order to get a chance at joining the Pokémon League. This was because he had a criminal record at that point (likely having just turned 20). After he was chosen to start the process of becoming an Elite Four Member, Alder was made aware of Grimsley's record, however since he was such an impressive trainer, they erased his criminal record. 

Elite Four Era:

Grimsley, Marshal, Shauntal, and Caitlin all became Elite Four members generally at the same time. I don’t want to get into how that may be unrealistic. All of them joining around the same time makes more sense to my brain. 

The four of them swiftly garnered a reputation as some of the strongest Elite Four members to date. 

Of course, with fame, comes a lack of privacy. This would become somewhat of a problem for Grimsley when his gambling habits inevitably piqued the interest of the public eye. News of his addiction took the region by storm, and because of this, Grimsley would develop a habit of making light of his problems (more than he already would). He will often deny anything claiming he has an addiction, calling it a hobby instead. 

Grimsley became a popular topic amongst news articles and gossip tabloids, new rumors about him spreading what seemed to be every week. (A favorite rumor being that he’s actually a vampire.)

As an Elite Four member, Grimsley became less of a rebel, instead adopting a persona that was/is much more charismatic and personable. He aims to come off as someone charming rather than someone who actively seeks trouble. Despite this, he will still find himself in troublesome situations… Not that he does himself many favors as he has a habit of wandering cities and forests during the nights he’s not out gambling. I feel it’s important to note that, at heart, Grimsley is a risk-taker and has an inclination to disregard his own wellbeing. 

Grimsley, despite wanting to come off as the opposite, has a bit of a hard time connecting with people in a genuine way. The other Elite Four members would be his only real friends for a while, and even then, they’re used to his antics in ways not many people are/will ever be able to be. Eventually he will become friendly with more people, but even then, he isn’t particularly close with many of the Unova League members. Along with this, people have a habit of judging Grimsley too quickly before allowing him the room to open up. 

Other than the Team Plasma situations happening during Grimsley’s time as an Elite Four member, there isn’t much else to note here. I feel that his battling style changing/improving, his gambling addiction, his troubles with rumors and tabloids, and his developing relationships (which I will touch on later) are the most significant things to take note when writing Elite Four era Grimsley. 

Alola Era: 

While in his official artwork it is said that only two years have passed since seeing Grimsley in previous games, I feel he’s instead somewhere in his thirties (his Elite Four years taking place throughout his twenties). This gives more room for him to look as physically aged as he does in Pokémon SM/USUM. Though, I do believe Grimsley began greying in his twenties due to stress. 

Because of this specific dialogue: “"Sometimes you have to lay everything on the line in life, and risk it all... When I did that, though, I'm afraid I lost. I took to walking along the shore in my despair.” We’re led to believe that Grimsley’s gambling finally bit him in the ass. However my interpretation of Alolan Grimsley changes depending on what relationships I write for him. 

In an instance where Grimsley does not have a romantic partner pre-Alola, I typically stick with the concept of him gambling away most of his money and ultimately becoming bankrupt. Consumed by despair and in a moment of impulsivity, he resigns from his position as an Elite Four member and runs off to Alola without a single word. 

While in Alola, he finds a new passion in riding his Sharpedo and in Mantine surfing. We know he makes quite a name for himself while surfing under the name “Big G”. I do think it takes a bit for Grimsley to truly want to battle again, but once he does, he’s invited to fight at the Battle Tree, healing his love/passion for battling along the way. 

However, in an instance where Grimsley has an established romantic relationship during his time in Unova, I’m inclined to drift from canon. Rather than going bankrupt due to his gambling addiction, I tend to write that he’s instead retired because of burnout/stress/etc. He then moves with his partner to Alola where he discovers a passion for Mantine surfing, gets through his burnout, and ultimately joins the Battle Tree. I’ll touch more on Grimsley regarding romance in a bit. 

Relationships: 

Hcs and thoughts regarding important relationships that have lasting/significant impacts on Grimsley.

Marshal: 

-Marshal and Grimsley have a very unique rivalry to me. They certainly consider each other to be best friends (likely the first person Grimsley felt such a way about), however their friendship does not get in the way of the two of them butting heads and competing against each other in the way many pokerivals do. 

-Marshal is not as competitive as Grimsley is, but when put together, the two of them fuel the hell out of each other’s competitiveness. They have a running tally on how many times they've won against each other during sparring matches.

-Marshal is Grimsley’s favorite person to play pranks on. Not only because of how gullible he can be, but also because Marshal has the most dramatic/ver the top reactions. 

-(Side hc: Marshal can’t handle scary things/horror very well, so Grimsley will take advantage of this often. Of course, in an ultimately lighthearted way.)

-I do like to include within my own writing that Marshal has/had a crush on Grimsley. Whether or not this is a requited or unrequited crush is up to your own personal preference. I could go either way as a multi-shipper, but in my current canon, Marshal’s crush was unrequited. This, however, did not affect their friendship negatively. They likely became closer because of it.

Shauntal: 

-I very much enjoy the concept of Shauntal being very caring and acting as a bit of an older sister figure to Grimsley. I don’t ever tend to ship them, since Shauntal is a lesbian to me, this is just a personal preference though. 

-Despite being the oldest of the group, Shauntal absolutely loves getting into mischief with Grimsley. The two of them are partners in crime for sure, no one is safe from their antics. 

-Grimsley and Shauntal have a lot of similar interests outside of battling as well. Both of them enjoy horror genres in media, dabble in gothic fashion, like the same music, etc. (I may go as far as to say Shauntal may have been a bit of an inspiration for a younger Grimsley when it came to fashion.)

-Grimsley has read/owns all of Shauntal’s novels. He’s also her prime subject to dump all her ideas onto when planning out a new book. 

Caitlin:

-Caitlin overall isn’t particularly talkative. I hc her to have narcolepsy and autism, which affects her in a multitude of ways. Grimsley, along with Shauntal and Marshal, are all her biggest supporters. They’re extremely comfortable in adapting to Caitlin’s disabilities, it’s completely natural to them at this point. 

-Quality time with Caitlin will often just be allowing her to rest in one’s company, which is exactly what Grimsley allows her to do. He also enjoys hearing about any dreams she’s had as of recent, finding her prophetic abilities to be rather fascinating. 

-Caitlin is freakishly good at all of Grimsley’s favorite card games (unless she falls asleep), which Grimsley is quite the sore loser about. He claims it’s cheating because she can "see the future". She has neither confirmed nor denied this. 

-I also do not tend to ship Caitlin with Grimsley since she’s also a lesbian to me. This is another personal preference, however. 

-(Side hc: Caitlin is transgender mtf in my canon, and the other E4 members have supported her throughout her transition since they were children.)

Iris:

-Before Iris became Champion, Grimsley thought himself to be extremely bad around children. Not only because he views himself as a bad example, but also due to the trauma he has surrounding his own childhood. He doesn’t want to end up like his father and put another child through what he went through. 

-However, Iris almost immediately won his heart with her bubbly and excitable personality. I think this is what started Grimsley’s embracing his “uncle” type role, literally or not.

-Iris absolutely loves spending time with all the Elite Four members. Along with sparring with them, she also enjoys painting their nails, doing their hair (and vice versa), going out exploring looking for dragons, etc. 

-Though Grimsley isn’t as bad of an influence as he originally believed himself to be, he does get into trouble sometimes by teaching Iris gambling card games. 

Piers and Marnie:

-I almost always will subscribe to the idea that Grimsley is Piers’ and Marnie’s uncle. However, it does depend on what I’m writing when I’m deciding on when Grimsley figures out that he’s related to the two of them.

-In some instances I would have it already established like he’d known such information for a while. In other cases, I’ll write it as a big reveal of them figuring it out one way or the other. Either way, I don’t have a set way I’d write it every single time, so that’s up to the writer. 

-Grimsley’s relationship with Piers is pretty relaxed, especially since he’s older and would rather his uncle’s attention be on Marnie. However, this doesn’t mean the two of them don’t get along. They enjoy discussing Dark types and battle strategies together. They’re also both quite sarcastic, and their sarcasm will feed off each other. 

-With Marnie, Grimsley will “coddle” her a bit more. He’s very enthusiastic about her up and coming career as a Gym Leader and loves giving her battling advice. He’s very much inclined to spoil her with whatever she wants, embracing the title of the “fun uncle”. His enthusiasm for her will carry on even in his Alola era. 

Burgh:

-Now Burgh/Grimsley is very much a rarepair, however it is my favorite ship for Grimsley. I’m aware there’s a lot of more popular ships for Grimsley, so if you’d like, you can take this as general advice for writing him in a romantic relationship when applicable. 

-Burgh became Gym Leader around the same time that Grimsley became an Elite Four member, and this is how they would ultimately meet (through the Pokemon League). 

-The two of them would take a mutual interest in each other, finding the other to be intriguing along with being physically attractive. 

-Burgh and Grimsley strike up a friendship due to their passion for battling/Pokémon, advocating for stigmatized Pokémon types (Burgh with Bug types and Grimsley with Dark types), and just how well they bounce off each other and connect. 

-I don’t have one set way in which I write them officially getting together, though I do think it would always be in more of a private setting since Grimsley and Burgh both value privacy when it comes to the emotional aspects of their lives. 

-As the two of them grow closer, they’ll slowly drop their respective facades. Grimsley will allow himself to be more vulnerable and open up about his problems (namely his gambling addiction). His lesser known, softer side, makes itself known the more comfortable he becomes with Burgh. 

-Grimsley loves pet names, but Burgh loves them even more. While Grimsley will often have a set amount of go-to pet names (love, dear, darling), the sky’s the limit for Burgh. Every day it seems as if he comes up with a newer, more absurd pet name for Grimsley. Burgh thinks it’s hilarious, Grimsley thinks it’s extremely endearing. 

-Grimsley is generally very dramatic, moreso in the sense of being sarcastic and sometimes a bit mean-spirited. He’s overly dramatic with how he presents his sarcasm because he finds it personally funny. He’s dramatic in his mannerisms so he comes off as more likeable, attention catching, and charismatic. In contrast, Burgh is more dramatic in an artistic sense. He'll swoon over a piece of art or a bug because he finds it so stunningly beautiful. Though, he definitely does it for show as well, especially with Grimsley. It might look like: "Whateverrrr will I do if my dear Grimsley doesn't give me attention right this second!!!" He doesn't mean it seriously, but he thinks it’s silly and Grimsley finds it adorable. 

-Grimsley has a habit of laying on top of Burgh in a very catlike way. He’s definitely the one to occupy Burgh’s lap or dramatically flop on top of him and go limp. 

-I love the concept of Grimsley being a bit of a hopeless romantic at heart. He craves for that cliche romance when it comes to his relationships. Expect a lot of dates, cooing adoration, and romantic displays of affection. 

-Grimsley is the one to steal Burgh’s clothes. (I hc Burgh to be taller and bigger.)

-I’m a big advocate for Burgh being someone who helps Grimsley begin his recovery as a gambling addict. I think both Burgh’s encouragement, along with Grimsley’s desire to want to improve for Burgh, are things that help with this. Of course, he doesn’t recover overnight. It’s very much a gradual process, but a process nonetheless. This is why I believe Alolan Grimsley would not go bankrupt if he has a romantic partner before SM/USUM. 

-This isn’t to say that Grimsley wouldn’t/couldn’t improve due to platonic relationships. In fact I think he was much better off because to his friendships. However, I very much believe that Grimsley committing to a romantic relationship is a big step in it of itself since he’s very flighty in the first place. This romantic connection and commitment then allows him to open up and begin recovering from his addiction. (This can absolutely be translated into something like a QPR if desired. This is just how I personally write Grimsley.)

((Here are some other Grimsley ships that I would like to shout out: Marshal/Grimsley, Will/Grimsley, Will/Karen/Grimsley, Nanu/Grimsley, Cynthia/Grimsley.))

((I also would like to note there’s several other characters that my current Grimsley muse has interacted with and established friendships with. However, they’re very much specific to this roleplay blog, therefore I did not include them.))

Assorted HCs and Writing Tips: 

-When I write Grimsley, I tend to make him much more theatrical and dramatic than any ingame dialogue portrays him. I love the idea of him being extremely petty, overdramatic, and sarcastic. Essentially I’m attempting to convey the vibes of someone who’s a disaster on the inside and wants to come across as charming/funny/charismatic on the outside. (This behavior mellows out quite a bit once he’s in his Alola era, acting more tired and a tad more genuine.)

-Grimsley is the least responsible out of the Elite Four. He is by no means a bad friend or person, and obviously he’s very clever and smart, though he does have a knack for disappearing without saying anything only to show up hours later. He's mischievous at his core with a love for pulling elaborate (but mostly harmless) pranks on the others (with the help of Shauntal). 

-I’m a firm believer that Grimsley is an awfully sore loser. He doesn’t lose often in battle, but when he does, he’s extremely dramatic (especially in his expressions, see: Alolan Grimsley). I do think that in Alola he’s more outright with his dramatic losses, while in Unova he’s able to behave himself for official battles. 

-Grimsley prefers card games when gambling as opposed to something like a slot machine. He thinks slot machines are too luck-based and don't include enough skill/strategy. He’ll also play tabletop games like roulette. 

-When writing Grimsley’s mannerisms and behaviors, I like to base a lot of them off how cats act. This includes things like walking like a cat (with care and thought… most of the time), him slow blinking when around people he loves (cats do this, look it up), and sprawling out in random spots to nap. I’ve also given him a lot of catlike traits in general, such as his eyes glowing in the dark, the ability to purr, etc. This is entirely optional, but I just think these things fit him.

-I do think Grimsley struggles with insomnia. This leads to a lot of sleepless nights along with a lot of spontaneous naps throughout the day. I also like adding the detail of Grimsley finding it easier to fall asleep when sleeping with a romantic partner (namely Burgh). 

-Grimsley’s hair is completely natural, aside from the blue color, which he regularly dyes up to when he retires. He starts greying early around his temples and sideburns, which I mentioned earlier. 

-He absolutely spoils his Pokemon. His Liepard is the most spoiled (because it wants the most attention in the first place), but all his Pokemon are as spoiled as much as they want to be. 

-I will often subscribe to the hc that Grimsley has an irrational phobia of Bug type Pokemon. Not only do I think this makes his relationship developing with Burgh very interesting, but I love the idea of Burgh helping him get over his fear as well. Since it’s irrational, this means that he doesn’t have any sort of trauma that makes him afraid of the typing. I don’t like making Grimsley hateful toward Bug types or any other types either, as he’s an advocate for stigmatized types already and that’d be extremely hypocritical of him. 

-I like making it so that Grimsley’s personal style is gothic. I also think he’s very particular about being called things like “emo” or “punk” and will correct people on the terminology. He has a habit of dressing very formally, even to events that are casual. To him, a button up and neatly ironed slacks is casual. 

-One of my more personal/projected hcs is the fact that I’ve given my interpretation of Grimsley both ADHD and anxiety. Though I do have some in depth reasons for these decisions as well. People with ADHD have a hard time setting aside time and focusing on topics that they have no interest in, which is why Grimsley was so disinterested in things his father would attempt to teach him. He was very much fixated on competitive battling and Dark type Pokémon. Also, people with ADHD have a predisposition to addictions. This would also correspond with his gambling addiction (and his somewhat of an addiction to risk-taking, especially as a teen). I’ve also given Grimsley a few fidgets that are his go-to’s, such as: flipping his coin, shaking his leg, and shuffling cards. As for the anxiety aspect, I believe he has a lot of anxiety surrounding his self image and how people perceive him. He wants to be perceived a certain way and will often become anxious if he feels like he isn’t. 

-Because we see Grimsley become a talented Mantine surfer, I like adding the detail that he enjoys water-based sports even before he’s gone to Alola. This is why he ends up finding such a passion for surfing. He doesn’t do many sports aside from that. 

-Grimsley is very crow-brained and likes collecting things and giving items to people he likes as a show of affection. He has a playing card and coin collection, however the coin we see with him the most is his favorite/lucky coin. 

-As mentioned before, Grimsley likes the horror genre, though he mostly goes for classic horror. He enjoys the shitty movies that no one would expect him to actually enjoy. He also likes musicals like Phantom of the Opera, Little Shop of Horrors. He’s essentially a theater kid who never did theater.

-I like writing Grimsley with a pretty flirtatious personality. He certainly wouldn’t have much trouble flirting with strangers he’d meet at casinos, however I do think he’s an absolute mess when attempting to talk to someone he knows and has a genuine crush on. Please don’t go to him for romantic advice, he’s an absolute mess.

AND THAT'S ALL FOLKS!! Thank you if you've actually read this far. I know this is way longer than what's probably appropriate, however I am so extremely neurodivergent. Don't mind any typos you might find, I tried my best to catch them all.

Here's my Grimsley playlist as a present <3

[yanderes-galore]

Can you please do an overprotective pet-like concept for my favorite Pokemon, Volcarona? I just think they're neat 🔥🦋

I'd love to! Here you go!

Overprotective! Volcarona Concept

Pairing: Platonic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Overprotective Pokemon, Murder, Clingy Pokemon, Kidnapping, Isolation, Possessive behavior, Violence, Forced companionship.

Volcarona is a Bug/Fire type Pokemon who was thought to be some sort of Sun Deity.

This Pokemon is not legendary yet considered rare in some regions.

At least when it comes to Unova….

The scales that drop from this Pokemon when it flies carry warmth like fire.

As a result this Pokemon is usually favored by people in colder areas.

You may have met your Volcarona in Relic Castle.

This place is a set of ruins deep in the Desert Resort of Unova, the region this Pokemon was introduced in.

You probably took your team in for some exploring and training.

That or you heard the rumors that there was an elusive Pokemon here.

When you eventually explore the ruins to the bottom floor you're greeted by a shrine.

On the walls is old art and depictions of a fire moth Pokemon thought to be like the sun.

Volcarona was worshiped by ancient civilizations due to its association with the sun.

The art on the walls is your first hint that you stumbled upon a sacred area.

Your next hint is hearing the cry of a Pokemon, only to turn and see a fully mature Volcarona.

This Pokemon is quite strong, as in the game this Pokemon is Level 70.

Battling it almost feels like a test.

Considering how this Pokemon used to be considered a holy symbol, it probably is.

But by the end of the battle it allows you to catch it.

After all, if you're so strong… it'll be worth listening to you.

Out of curiosity you find yourself interacting with the fire moth after you add it to your main team.

This begins your bond with it.

However… It also begins the start of a travesty.

At first, Volcarona listens to every command you give.

The Pokemon is receptive to your touch, it softly lets out a cry as you comb your fingers through the warm hair/fur on its body.

You don't expect it to do anything bad.

If anything it's just a cute sun moth with surprising power in battle.

For the most part it's docile before it's too attached.

Although the longer you train it, pet it, care for it… things start changing.

Your Volcarona expresses aggression during double or triple battles, not just towards enemies but your own team too.

The Pokemon never wants to go in its ball either.

Volcarona always wants to stay out of the ball, sticking close enough to you that you can feel the heat radiating off it.

The moth gets continuously clingy the longer it's with you.

Normally you could find a way to resolve the issue.

However things quickly take a turn for the worst.

Volcarona starts expressing agitation towards other trainers, even friends and family.

The Pokemon even seems to be oddly possessive of you.

Ironically because they're both fire types, this may end similarly to the Houndoom concept I made.

Something sets off the Pokemon and they leave in the middle of the night.

By the time you awake there's the smell of flames and burning wood.

When you open your eyes there's houses on fire.

You begin to panic but freeze when you see your Volcarona tilting its head, gently flying in front of you.

You're not stupid, you know it caused this.

Yet before you can try and flee, Volcarona uses a non-lethal move to tucker you out again.

Then the moth abandons your other Pokemon, dragging its trainer away.

Where is it going? Back home, of course.

When you awake you feel sand on your skin.

You're back where it all began, except this time you're much weaker.

You're at the shrine with Volcarona hovering over you.

Upon seeing you awake it lets out an excited cry before cuddling into you.

The warmth is soothing… yet you know what happened.

The sight of a flaming sea… the smell of burning wood and flesh… Volcarona in it all…

You no longer trust the moth.

But you can't escape it.

You have no other Pokemon… plus, Volcarona has other plans.

It doesn't plan on letting you leave.

Even if it means it'll have to use a move like Giga Drain on its dear trainer again.

[doubleddenden]

Okay I was just sharing a tweet I saw with my friends, right. Then I realized the background- one of the possible decorations you can set for the Blueberry Academy League Club Room, the Dark theme- could potentially be a hint towards ZA. So basically I saw a gold mine in a meme, so thanks for accidentally inspiring me :)

1. The "hag" meta is definitely in for vtubers, so that tracks for Iono lol, but 2 moving away from that, 2. Follow me into this rabbit hole and look here, friends

Besides Larry being beautiful and questioning his life, a lot of us saw the portrait and thought it could resemble Caitlin of the Unova Elite 4 and formerly princess of the Sinnoh/Johto Battle Castle- fitting since Blueberry Academy is off the coast of Unova in the case of Unova Elite 4. Some of you probably think this is old news- be patient, I'm going somewhere with this.

The resemblance is there, especially in the hair in gen 4, but the eyes are different and she's holding a Banette or Banette doll, a ghost type. It was dismissed by many to just be a creepy little girl.

Except, I think it might be a hint or teaser. And before anyone dismisses this. Take a look at these screenshots (from Nintendo Life via google)

A lot of people immediately turn to the painting of Uluru- aka the rock monolith found in Australia, and many tend to focus on that for Gen 10 hints- myself included, of course, I've wanted Pokemon Australia since I was 10. However, what if I told you that if a Z-A hint were a snake...

...It would have bitten you. That's Lumiose Tower in that one sketch, a cleverly hidden tree in a forest of brighter colored trees. There's other stuff there I wanna look at, but unfortunately the angle is purposely bad in Hassel's art room, so you can't focus on it.

So if we go back to the creepy girl in the portrait, knowing that Game Freak already planted a Z-A hint that tiny on that wall, we could possibly go a little nuts and say that maybe she's a character we meet in Z-A.

If that weren't enough- Banette has a Mega Evolution, introduced in XY. So yeah.

Anyway here's what I think: Caitlin has an ancestor that used to be royalty in Kalos, or more fittingly, part of the Lumiose Aristocracy in Z-A's fan proposed time frame of 1850s Rennovation of Paris, or so. Caitlin has psychic powers, fitting for a Psychic type user- but Ghost type trainers also have been known to exhibit supernatural abilities similar to Pokemon Psychics as well, and Caitlin is so powerful that she either had her butler run the Battle Castle for her or sleeps most of the time as an Elite 4 member to keep her powers in check. Perhaps her powers are passed down and a result of a family line of involvement with supernatural Pokemon.

The girl in the photo is either the first or just another of the family that has some kind of innate power or connection to Pokemon in this manner- in this case, ghost types.

Lumiose in XY is actually not that far from the haunted swamp and supposedly haunted house/tourist trap, so perhaps Caitlin's ancestors are losing power in the aristocracy at the time period but still retain some sway, and most importantly could be the proprieter of ghost Pokemon we'll need for the dex AND an "alpha" equivalent ghost type Pokemon.

Picture this: there's a haunted mansion to the north of Lumiose. There's some old documentation inside that will help with your goal of rebuilding Lumiose- but it's haunted. Like HAUNTED haunted. It's layout kinda large but manageable, like Luigi's Mansion in a way. Caitlin's ancestor- maybe of some partial relation to Shauntal as well- helps guide you through this mansion that's infested with ghost type Pokemon.

That's an idea anyway, which admittedly could be a stretch from just a couple of screenshots- but do keep in mind that Gamefreak hid Gmax Toxtricity in their Alolan office in Ultra Sun and Moon on a poster at a bad angle. Not to mention they probably had DeNA use Masters to tease at Volo with Cynthia's Giratina Sygna Suit. Plus the Kitakami Easter egg at Larry's own gym before SV DLC was even announced, or using the English word for Blueberry- a North American berry, instead of the Spanish words for Grape and Orange- to signify Blueberry Academy being off the coast of Unova/America.

Sometimes their hints are right in your face, sometimes cleverly hidden, sometimes it doesn't even register until it hits- so imo, I think I might be onto something here. At the very least, a haunted house in Pokemon is LONG overdue at this point- we haven't had a new one since Alola in gen 7, although that was a destroyed grocery store- the others we've had are repeats of Lavender Tower or Lost Tower and Old Chateau.

... WHICH, BTW, A chataeu... is French :) the Old Chateau- haunted by ghosts, in Sinnoh, where Caitlin was first introduced. Come to think of it, in Hisui, there isn't even a NEW Chateau yet.

So now I think it's a possibility that Caitlin's ancestors were the ones that built the Old Chateau, and possibly used blueprints from one in old Lumiose to build it in the freshly colonized lands of Sinnoh. Blueprints WE help find.

Or, as a lot of people who made it this far are probably SCREAMING at me right now- all of this is nothing and the little girl is just a generic little girl made to be creepy on purpose.

But we like to have fun here in DD's theory corner. And it'll be so hilarious if I got some of this right in the slightest.

[would-this-pokemon-be-a-friend]

Would A Dewott Be A Good Pet?

A dewott would indeed make a pretty good pet for many owners, especially those with active lifestyles. That being said, they could potentially be more dangerous than their pre-evolution, oshawott, so they may not always be the best fit.

Size-wise, while a bit bigger than oshawotts, dewotts are not too big to be an issue for most homes. Unlike a lot of water-type pokémon, dewotts don’t seem to need to live in the water (though of course they enjoy swimming, so having access to water would be nice). As a part of an evolution line that is quite popular for new owners in the Unova Region, dewotts are known to be receptive to training and exceptionally friendly to humans.

Luckily, according to the pokédex, dewotts would be fairly easy to care for. They spend most of their time working on their “double-scalchop technique”, a style of fighting using the two shells they never part from (Black). No two dewotts teach themselves the same technique, but it is a definite through line that they are obsessed with maintaining their scalchops (White). Caring for a dewott would require you to be aware of how important combat training is to them. It would be critical to provide them with a safe place to practice, where they won’t hurt you or anyone else. They may even appreciate you joining in and helping with their training! Dewotts are honestly pretty simple: a happy dewott is a training dewott.

Unfortunately, due to their focus on combat training, dewotts can really do some damage if they want to. Not only can dewotts use their double-scalchop technique to cut at app one to with their shells, using painful moves like Razor Shell and Fury Cutter, they can blast water at high velocities with moves like Hydro Pump. While their size and training makes them more of a force to be reckoned with than oshawotts, dewotts are more likely to be messy than deadly, flooding your home and slashing up your furniture. In order to avoid injury or property damage, you would need to make sure your dewott is properly trained and that you have solid means of redirecting their power into safe play and the aforementioned training space.

Overall, dewotts would make good pets for those who are looking for a low-maintenance, active pet. So long as you keep in mind your pet’s need to train daily, and are willing to endure potential property damage and injury, they might be the right pet for you. For new owners, however, I would recommend starting with an oshawott.

[minorisato]

nobori niisan is fucking jacked

pokemon / blankshipping / wc: 2278 / warnings: NSFT, inc.st / notes: takes place in a universe where ingo comes back after PLA. i'm coming out as a brocon enjoyer. / consider commissioning me!

Ingo coming back was… unexpected.

The first week or so was a strange, intense adjustment period. Ingo slowly remembering things, coming back to himself, and resuming his position as one of the two Subway Masters at Gear Station. Was he doing particularly well in battles? Well, relatively, with the occasional slip up when he would cross, say, a Lilligant or Sneasel. (Apparently, Pokemon typing was different, several hundred years ago.) For all intents and purposes, though, Ingo was the challenging Subway Master he had always been.

It was refreshing, for Emmet, to see him fall back into the role so easily. Subways didn’t even exist in ancient Sinnoh, so when he learned of his brother’s fate, he grew concerned that Ingo might never return to his position. Gear Station wasn’t the same without him, and Emmet couldn’t possibly run every line by himself. Ingo taking back over the single line, and both of them working together on the multi line– it was good. It was like nothing changed at all.

Things definitely did change, though. It was nice, while battling, to pretend that everything was the same as always, but in their personal lives, things were different.

Emmet still had bouts of paranoia, anxiety attacks wherein he shook and sobbed (and, sometimes, would even yell,) begging Ingo to not leave again. Ingo, occasionally, would forget he had come back at all– using the wrong move against a Sneasel, that’s one thing, one small thing. Sometimes, though, Ingo would wake far earlier than either typically would, and would dress himself to go out. When questioned, Ingo would always reply, “I must find Lady Sneasler.” And then Emmet, shaky, would calmly explain that no, no he does not need to find Lady Sneasler, and he would lead Ingo back to bed. Their personal lives were different. But that, that was all personal, things that only the two of them would ever notice.

There was, however, a difference which, to Emmet’s sheer frustration, everyone seemed to notice.

Ingo is fucking built now.

This is fantastic and great for Emmet. When Emmet saw this, it made him overjoyed– downright ecstatic, even. Ingo is built. He’s big and strong and tough, and it’s all for him. Ingo can come out of the shower and Emmet can see every muscle, clean and defined. No one else can really see that.

They can, however, see perfectly fine through his clothes.

The first time something happens, it’s a cold December evening, about three weeks after Ingo first got back. Unova was no stranger to cold weather, and no one was interested in walking or biking when there was clearly a snowstorm on the horizon. The subway was a preferable– and far warmer– option. So, naturally, the station was packed. Every worker was busy, with the twins being no exception.

Of course, it is the perfect time for something to go wrong. Wrong for Emmet, anyway.

Ingo and Emmet discuss quietly amongst themselves, or as quietly as they can, against the clamour of the busy station. It is during this that a woman taps on Ingo’s shoulder, drawing both his and Emmet’s attention. She’s a bit shorter than them both, rather slim, and frankly, quite pretty. A Boltund trots around her feet. “Excuse me,” she starts, thankfully polite, “I know now probably isn’t the best time, but would you be interested in getting dinner sometime?”

Emmet’s eyes widen. In the back of his mind, he can hear the sound of shattering glass.

“I’m very sorry,” Ingo apologizes simply, also sounding extremely polite (because when isn’t he, really,) “but we’re very busy this season. I’m afraid I’ll need to decline!”

The last bit is a little loud, which is likely a bit mortifying for the woman, but Emmet can’t feel very bad for her at the moment. He just got Ingo back, he is not letting some lady just steal him away again. He’s thankful for Ingo’s quick response, and the lady nods in understanding before she and her Boltund scuttle away. Simple, easy, done.

Surely this will not become a pattern, Emmet hoped.

The second time it happens, the snow has died down, and the station is a bit less busy than in the evenings of December. Valentine's day is around the corner, and advertisements with cute Pokemon, chocolate and flowers are plastered around the station. A woman makes a comment, as she is boarding, about how muscular Ingo is. Ingo, embarrassed, declines her as he did the woman prior, while Emmet glares at her from behind him the entire time.

When Valentine’s day actually rolls around, Ingo is propositioned again. And again. And again.

Emmet is losing his mind.

The last straw is when a drunk woman, after (as with others before her) commenting on Ingo’s muscularity, attempted to reach out and touch him. In that moment, Emmet decided he had had enough, doing the declining for Ingo, before grabbing his twin by the wrist and pulling him away from the scene. (And, also, releasing a Joltik to do whatever it may please [electrocute her.])

“You need to stop being muscular immediately,” Emmet hisses, pulling Ingo away. “Or we need to ban people who flirt with you.”

Ingo grimaces. “Emmet, we can’t ban people for harmless flirting. Were they to attempt to touch me, in any way–”

“She did,” Emmet spits, “that woman did try and touch you. And she is drunk. And she should be banned.”

Ingo glances off. “I did not notice, to be honest.” He pauses, clearing his throat. “Me losing muscle mass, also, would take some time. I would need to stop exercising completely to go back to how I was before, which is improbable if not impossible, considering our duties at the station.” Emmet continues to pull Ingo along as he explains this. After a moment of Emmet grumbling under his breath, Ingo tacks on, “where exactly are we going?”

“We are going to our office,” Emmet states simply.

“Emmet, we are busy!” Ingo shouts, growing a bit frustrated. “We don’t have time to–”

Emmet stops, turning in his tracks to face Ingo momentarily. He is still smiling, as he always is, but he’s also very clearly on-edge. “We. Are going. To our office.”

Ingo swallows. “You’re being ridiculous.”

Emmet continues dragging him along. “Would you rather I kiss you in front of everyone?”

“Emmet!” Ingo shouts, “is that what this is?!”

“Ingo is mine,” Emmet says quietly, as they reach their office. “Everyone keeps flirting with Ingo. They don’t know. I will make it known that Ingo is taken.”

The door swings open, and Ingo sighs, moving in to sit in his office chair as Emmet closes the door behind them. He, notably, does not turn on the lights. “Emmet, this is really–”

He’s cut off when Emmet quickly approaches and promptly plants his ass in Ingo’s lap. Ingo’s volume picks up a bit as he begins stammering, while Emmet begins to make work of undoing his tie. The office chair creaks under their combined weight, and distantly, Emmet wonders if maybe now, with Ingo’s muscle, if the chair will be able to handle it. He quickly shifts focus, however, throwing Ingo’s undone tie behind him, onto the floor.

“Em-Emmet,” Ingo just barely lets out, his brain finally seeming to catch up to his mouth. “This is– we’re at work.”

“People should not have flirted with Ingo at work,” is Emmet’s simple reply, as he begins to undo the buttons of Ingo’s shirt. Despite his slight attempts at protesting, Ingo does not move to remove Emmet from his lap, and instead moves his hand up to cover the bottom half of his face, both in attempt to muffle his moans and to hide the blush growing on his cheeks.

Emmet undoes just enough to reveal Ingo’s neck and his pectorals, the same fucking pecs that people keep flirting with him about. He moves forward, and carefully, gently bites at the spot where Ingo’s neck meets his shoulders, sucking on the skin there. Ingo lets out a whine at the feeling, not quiet enough to truly be muffled by his hand, and it encourages Emmet to suck a bit harder. After a moment, he gives that spot a lick, causing Ingo to shudder, and Emmet moves to a different spot.

“Em– Emmet,” Ingo breathes, really trying to keep his voice down, as he moves his arms to wrap around the other, gripping at Emmet’s coat. “Emmet–”

“Ingo is mine,” Emmet says, between licks and bites. “He was mine before. He is mine now. Nothing will change this.”

“Ri-right,” Ingo says, “yours. Yours, Emmet. And you’re mine.”

“No one will take Ingo from me.”

“No one,” Ingo agrees. “No one, I– Emmet–”

Between his thighs, almost directly next to his crotch, Emmet can feel something gently poking him. He looks down, noticing a tent forming in Ingo’s slacks. “Oh,” Emmet lets out, and moves one hand to palm at the other’s member through the pants. “You like this.”

Ingo clears his throat. “Of course I do,” he lets out, a bit quieter than he had previously been. He’s embarrassed. “Emmet, please don’t tease me.”

Quickly, while pressing a kiss to Ingo’s chest, Emmet reaches both hands down, unbuckling his twins belt and removing it from each belt loop, throwing it aside, likely to wherever the tie ended up. Once it’s removed, he unbuttons Ingo’s pants, sliding them, as well as his boxers, down just enough to let the black-clad man’s cock hit the air of the shared office. Ingo shakes as it is suddenly freed, letting out a gasp, and then he bites down on his bottom lip, attempting (and only slightly failing) to muffle a loud moan as Emmet wraps a hand around it. The one part of Ingo that remains blessedly unchanged after years apart.

“You need to be quiet, Ingo,” Emmet starts, smirking against his skin. “We are at work.”

“Emmet,” Ingo grips his coat a bit tighter, “You are the one who insisted on us doing this during work hours!”

“You like it though,” Emmet states, and begins moving his hand up and down, setting a steady rhythm. It serves to draw more moans from Ingo, which said man desperately tries to muffle, biting his lips. “See? You like it verrrry much.”

Ingo doesn’t respond verbally, instead rolling his hips into Emmet’s touch as the twin moves to give him another hickey, right where his neck meets his chin. Through a fog of lust, Ingo recognizes that this is an awful spot for Emmet to put a hickey– in fact, it is the worst spot for Emmet to put a hickey. It’s the only area which is uncovered both by the collar of his shirt and the collar of his coat. Every other spot could easily be hidden, but this? This wouldn’t work. People could see. Ingo tries to voice this, but all that comes out is another broken moan, as he slowly but surely loses grip on his ability to keep quiet with what’s happening.

“So good,” Emmet breathes, right against that same spot, the breath so hot in contrast to the rather cool air of the office that it causes Ingo to jump. “You are doing so good.” He then licks it, and Ingo gasps as Emmet picks up his pace, up and down, up and down, as the white-clad man’s other hand caresses Ingo’s chest. “You’re twitching in my hand.”

Ingo shakes, hips bucking up against his control. Still, he grips Emmet’s coat. “Emmet,” he can just barely let out, “Emmet, I’m– I’m–”

“Are you close, Ingo?” Emmet asks, and his twin nods furiously. “Are you going to cum on my hand?”

“Yes,” Ingo breathes, “yes, yes, Emmet, Emmy, I’m– I’m–!”

Riiiip.

Emmet’s eyes widen, as do Ingo’s, as he fully loses control of himself, convulsing against the other, indeed, cumming into his hand, letting out what can only be defined as a yell as his whole body tenses, untenses, tenses, untenses. Emmet is so enraptured by this sight in front of him that it is almost enough to distract him from how cold his back suddenly feels.

With the hand that is not covered in his twin’s cum, Emmet reaches behind himself, feeling for– ah. Yup, there it is.

“My coat,” he lets out weakly.

Ingo’s eyes are still wide open, as even through his post-orgasmic haze, he seems entirely aware of what happened. “I am so sorry,” he starts. “I am– oh, Arceus. I am so sorry, I didn’t– I wasn’t trying to–”

“You’re strong,” Emmet lets out, a bit of mirth creeping into his voice. “Ingo is strong.”

“I didn’t mean to,” Ingo grimaces.

Emmet first removes his hand from Ingo’s dick, and then removes his cum-stained glove, and finally removes his coat, examining the rip. Ingo squirms a bit as he does this, straightening himself out (putting his dick away) before Emmet finally says, “I love it.”

Ingo blinks. “What?”

“I love it,” Emmet repeats. “I am going to hang it on our wall.”

Stern, Ingo replies, “you are not hanging it on our wall.”

“It is proof,” Emmet starts. “Proof that your muscles are mine and no one will steal you from me.”

Ingo looks up at Emmet, clearing his throat, and he glances around a bit before returning his gaze to the white-clad man. “That was already true,” he states. “No one is going to take you from me, or me from you. I love you.”

Emmet blushes, looking at Ingo, and then back down at the coat. “I still want to hang it on the wall.”

“Please don’t.”

[theoddbun]

Feel like dumping a couple of facts about my Pokémon OC Madeline because she’s been occupying my brain. Feel free to read more if you wanna know more about her! 👉👈

She is a twin! Unfortunately her sister went missing one day while they were playing hide and seek and has been missing ever since. She was 12 at the time.

She is also a psychic, but not a very strong or skilled one. The most she can do is lift small objects, anything outside of that gives her intense headaches.

Her family is very rich and notable in their regions political sphere. Unfortunately her family life wasn’t great, so she ran away as soon as she turned 18 and cut all contact.

She’s lived in multiple regions taking on lots of different jobs and even speaks multiple languages, though when she moves to Unova and stays there for good.

She is a customer service worker for Nimbasa City’s Gear Station- She’s good enough at it, though she has a tendency to ward off any unruly passengers with some classic hypnotism if she really needs to.

Her special interest in dolls! She has a large collection. Most find it creepy, but she doesn’t care, those are her babies!

Speaking of dolls, she has a shiny Espurr named Dolly, who she dresses up in all sorts of outfits. She was her first Pokémon and very precious to her!

There's tons more besides this but that's all of the more important details about her right now. Of course if anyone ever wanted to know more about her... My ask box is always open...!

[pokemoncenter]

hi!! i had a question-- one of my partner pokemon is a sealeo, and we've lived in unova for most of our lives, but my family recently moved to Alola and im planning on visiting them soon... will sealeo be okay in warmer waters?? or should i keep him inside or buy a bunch of ice?? he does okay in the summer in undella bay, but i know the waters in Alola are probably going to be a lot warmer, so im worried for him...

Generally... no, it would not be good. But there are items that can help.

You will need to let him out to swim some, of course, to keep exercise, but keep his Ball handy and keep an eye on him while he is out. Keep him holding some NeverMeltIce, especially in his ball so he can cool off, and he should be fine for a visit.

[yewwantstobattle]

Hello! Alola! My name is Yew, and I’m a Pokémon trainer and field researcher! I’ve never really done anything like this before so it’s nice to meet you all!

I lived in the Alola region for a while but I moved to Unova a few years ago. If you’ve got a question about an Alolan or Unovan pokemon there’s a good chance I’ve got an answer! And if I don’t, I can always ask my researcher friend Twig. Pretty sure she knows everything.

I’m not a professional trainer or anything but my Pokémon and I do enjoy battling from time to time! My Pokémon are a Wooper named Bab, a Mimikyu named Kiki, and a Krokorok named Stevie. They’re pretty much my closest friends!

Oh right this is an introduction! Let me tell you about myself then. I’m 18, and my pronouns are He/It. I love ghost types but I don’t get to see them often (besides Kiki of course!). I would consider myself fairly lucky, seeing as I’ve lived a number of things I probablyyy shouldn’t have gotten away with. I do have a rival, but we’re more friendly rivals than actually rivals. And, my favorite color is purple!

I suppose that’s it for now. Have a nice day!

//Hey! I missed Yew and I wanted to reboot his blog. So here it is!

//He’s pretty much the same as he was when I first started his blog. All previous posts are now noncanon.

//Out of character text is marked with // and ooc posts will be tagged as ooc

//Anon asks are on! Peliper mail and malice are on! Magic anons are also on :D

//This is a sideblog! Likes and follows will come from my main, @mayonaisalspray

//For archiving sake, the old (noncanon) intro post can be found here!

[rotomblr-kaiya]

Excellent! Firstly, we must look a the symptoms. Heightened aggression, a tendency to ignore commands, and a slight discoloration. Discoloration, or to put it another way, anti-coloration. This is an obvious clue, telling us to look into the colors that are most against each other. As anyone will tell you, the two most opposing colors are black and white. Black and white. Blueberry Academy is in Unova. But wait, what about blue? Isn't that a clue? Hold onto that, it'll come in handy later. Naturally the first thing any Unovan will think regarding the colors black and white are the Subway Bosses Ingo and Emmet. Of course, the two of them have a good sibling relationship, thus this cannot be the answer. This brings us to the second thing any Unovan would think of. Reshiram and Zekrom. (Pictured below)

Now, we could look at how they represent truth and ideals and etcetra. BUT TRUTH AND IDEALS ARE MERELY A DISTRACTION FROM THE ULTIMATE CONCLUSION! Thus we look at their categories. The Vast White Pokemon and the Deep Dark Pokemon. Vast. Dark. Do you know what else is vast and dark? Caves. And as anyone who has been in any cave that isn't in Paldea will tell you, caves are full of Zubats. (Pictured below)

And we know we are on the right track as Zubats are blue. Just like a Blueberry! This is why I told you to remember blue. Now then, Zubat evolves into Golbat and then Crobat. Crobat have two pairs of wings. Two pairs. To par? Golf. We must look into a Golfer (Pictured below) for our next clue!

There is a golfer in Alola in possession of three Minior (Pictured below).

This was obviously a coded message! But what could it mean? Blue, red, yellow. Red rhymes with and. Sort of. Anyway, this leaves us with blue and yellow. Blue and yellow make green! Green as in grass. The grass type! Do you know what kind of pokemon is a grass type? Lots of them, it's very common. Thus we need to narrow it down via process of elimination. Blueberry Academy is one of the few places Terastalization can occur. The other two are Paldea and Kitakami. Paldea is already elimentated since Zubats don't live there. Lucky. Thus this leaves Kitakami. The most notable grass type there? Ogerpon! (Pictured below.)

...this was the only photo I had on file, okay? Moving on. Ogerpon. O! Orre! But where to from here? It's simple. You see those sleeves on Ogerpon? Sleeves go on arms. Albeit in this case they technically don't go on anything since Ogerpon doesn't have any arms. But that's not relevant. Do you know what also goes on an arm? A Snag Machine (Pictured below.)

The Snag Machine was used by Team Snagem, who clearly aren't very creative in names. Obviously.

They lost around the same time their headquarters in Eclo Canyon (Pictured below) blew up.

The perpetrator of this? Unknown. Unknown? Or perhaps... Unown (Pictured below).

Unown have been theorized to be partly behind the development of the written language. They also seem to communicate with each psychically.

Secret? Language? A secret language.

A Cipher! Cipher is a mysterious criminal organization that sought to take over the world, and was believed to have gone defunct shortly after its leader Greevil surrendered himself to the police.

The files don't say which police force he surrendered to, so I have no idea where he is. But what I do know is that he had children. Twins. One has left Cipher behind for good. But the other? The other swore to one day rebuild Cipher back up again. The conclusion. Cipher has been rebuilt from the ground up and were in fact responsible for the fall of Team Snagem as they reclaimed their stolen Snag Machine, which was originally a creation of Cipher. They seek to recreate Shadow Pokemon! These disturbances at Blueberry are merely the result of them conducting their research on innocent Pokemon to reconstruct the lost data and rebuild from the ground up! Now, I know what you're thinking. That's right! They clearly intend on performing the shadowification procedure on Ogerpon in an attempt to recreate the success of Shadow Lugia (Pictured below)!

Once they have Shadow Ogerpon, they will move Shadow Ogerpon disguised as a statue of Reshiram and Zekrom to Orre via their secret network of smugglers disguised as golfers!

Then they will release a large swarm of Zubats into Paldean Caves in order to distract the global authorities with the resulting enviromental crisis while they begin amassing an army of Shadow Pokemon!

How fiendishly clever.

Unfortunately for them, I will not be fooled by such deceptions.

I… right…

Yeah, sure…

Cypher’s gonna invade with an army of shadow Pokemon, disguised as golfers, using Zubats as a distraction…

How… villainous…

[yanban-san]

I keep daydreaming about a darling who goes undercover to investigate this weird new local cult, and ends up very quickly rising through the ranks because suddenly whatever they're worshipping is actually responding now, but it's only to her. Instant high priestess, much to darling's distress and the twin's delight (and the mad jealousy of a few followers).

Oh oh oh, I have had such ideas about this at length... Especially for our darling boys who don't particularly desire a cult, ya know? (Also I want to gush about some OCs) [Some half-written ideas in here too]

I still haven't written much on it, but in the eldritch boy's AU I do picture there are other eldritch horrors running around- Not necessarily in Unova, but elsewhere in the world, you know? They have their own cults, amassing innocent, clueless followers to do their bidding...

But the boys keep Unova- And you- Safe from those fools. A cult tries to build a new compound or a temple in Unova? Earthquake or sudden fire happens or massive gas leak, the cult is gone. Someone's trying to proselytize about their sweet, super-cool God who will break free from the chains they were bound in thousands of years ago and bless those who honor it's return? Car accidents happen all the time in Castelia- Better it happens to them then someone who actually matters, you know?

But I have pictured the train boys getting a cult... And possibly a lot of people interested in their movements. Maybe even the Depot Agents having a cult to their lovely Bosses? Who knows.

Or maybe a weird train cult just pops up in Nimbasa. Trains are well loved, and some psychics have noticed there's a lot of strange power around the tracks... And they begin to amass. Some psychics have strange visions of strange monsters, strange lights, and deep, impenetrable darkness- Some regular folks notice strange irregularities and strange... almost glitches, in the fabric of reality on the subway- Their pokemon are jittery. They themselves are jittery. Gleaning what they can from visions and frenzy and dreams, they erect their own false temple, and pray and make offerings to the strange light and darkness of the temple. They sometimes look for others who share their feelings- Especially on one particular forum in the AU- The lit.wick website. A popular place to post about strange paranormal happenings in Unova, and the site owner had to make a separate board for the Subway of Nimbasa alone- Far too many strange things happen down there and it was flooding the rest of the boards, you know. The owner of the website himself is even beginning to investigate the tunnels... And the cultists realize the Depot Agents carry a strange energy about them- And the Subway Bosses themselves carry an even stranger energy- Have they been somehow blessed by whatever slumbering deity lurks within the Subway? But the Station Masters are not stupid enough to let these mere mortals know their nature- So they may appear oddly powerful, but nothing the cultists freak out about. But you? Oh, they forgot about how many gifts they've given you- How they've showered you in their protections and charms and blessings-

You're getting tired of being stopped by the strange people who lurk outside the Subway at seemingly all hours of the day. When the police break up one small group and tell them to move on, another soon moves in- And each time, they feel the need to pester you. "You do not realize it, but you've been blessed, O Young One." The cultist addressing you wore a dark cloak and thick spectacles that obscured most of his face. "I have not," You retort. Of course. "On the contrary," The man snorted, "Your life has taken a turn for great fortune recently, hasn't it?" "No it has-" You stopped. Hadn't it, though? "And not only that, but you bear promises from the Ineffable Mysteries of the Tunnels." He continued on. He caught you- The moment you caught yourself doubting your rejection, he'd caught you. "The feather in your cap gives off an unmistakable power... As does whatever you hide in your breast pocket." "Nonsense," You snapped, getting tired of this. "I highly doubt your- God, or whatever it is you're playing pretend with, would drop a feather at my feet-" "Ah, but it dropped at your feet, did it not? And you keep it in your hat? Why there?" The cultist half-sneered with every word coming from his lips. "And of the thing in your pocket- What of that?" "That- That was... Nothing, my boss was going to throw it out and he gave it to-" "He gave it to you? I highly doubt he was going to throw it out. He may have found it, but it was intended for you, O child. Did your boss seem strange when he was... going to throw it out? Did it seem urgent that you take that curious thing with you?" Your memory of that day Ingo gave you the scale was a little fuzzy- But- You felt a chill run down your spine. He had pressed it into your hand- And the intense, troubled look on his face- He asked you to keep it, in a voice that was strangely urgent-

And you certainly had good fortune. But you'd had good fortune even before you started working at Gear Station- But hadn't you also lost your job, and the only place you could find employment was at Gear Station? You went silent and turned away from the man. "Enough of this. Leave me alone." And you ignored his protests as you bolted across the street, booking it to your apartment. You took the feather off of your cap. Placed it on a bookshelf. You took the scale out of your breast pocket. Placed it on a bookshelf. You stared at them both. A white feather and a black scale. One gotten by chance, the other given to you- Why would Ingo give you a scale? It made no sense- He battled with pokemon every day. Pokemon lost fur and feathers and scales constantly- So why that one? You'd been blessed. And whatever blessed you, wanted you to know you'd been blessed- Or chosen. For something. And that thought seemed far scarier to you than anything else. You swallowed hard. Perhaps you wouldn't wear the scale and feather anymore to work. ------- I do have a rough sketch (VERY rough) of the guy who runs the lit.wick paper and website- I need to clean it up and actually draw the pokemon, as well as draw his assistant, Lowell Blackthorn- But I will share Jack here for now. I've been really liking the idea of writing a Darling who's a lot smarter/coy/cunning for the eldritch boys (And also over tired and overworked) and instead of immediately going to work for Gear Station, ends up working as a writer for the lit.wick paper at first.

Name: Jack Langton

Occupation: In the Eldritch AU, He is the owner of the famous/infamous website Lit.Wick, and the associated paper published quarterly with it; The paper primarily focuses on everything horror/supernatural related, having sections for scary stories submitted by writers, or actual investigations into supernatural phenomena around Unova. However, the paper gained fame by writing massive exposes on different cults and their illegal/abusive practices in Unova, and helped to break them up- As well as exposing fraudulent psychics and so-called "mages" across the region. The paper became rather infamous however, when Langton began investigating several cult influences into the Unovan government- And exposed the crimes and perversion of a number of politicians across Unova. The paper had a smear campaign launched against it, and after several near-death incidences happened under the Lit.Wick Publishing House and Paper, it fell into obscurity and is primarily known now as more of a "for fun" paper that only talks about paranormal investigations or click-bait style articles with titles like "Top Ten Haunted Locations in Northern Opelucid". Langton himself is super friendly and protective of his small staff team- He also adores kids, and his pokemon, very dearly! He has- His trusty and old companions, Stoutland and Arcanine, a small pidove, a Lilligant, and a golett that used to not work... until he moved to Nimbasa, and one night while he was putting it outside by one of the subway's surface access tunnels, it suddenly sprung back to life, and has since recognized Jack as it's owner.

[alolanrain]

(Ash is 24 and Raihan is 26)

Non-HAO!Au where Ash and Raihan finally decide to get a house because their adults have have been together for a while at this point. They decide to live in Galar, making frequent visits to Kanto when they can between both of their schedules, and Ash’s friends fucking corner him. Basically vomiting up information he should absolutely know to make sure he and Raihan get a good house. The do’s and don’t and all that.

Ash’s Unovian friends scare him with stories about HOA’s and evil neighbor Karen’s. Even though Galar’s neighbor hood’s are very different then Unova’s, Ash is determined not to fall in love with a house in an HOA. Despite how many times Raihan has told Ash that the don’t exist in Galar and that his fear is wholly unfound.

It’s already hard because Ash is picky about his house. He wants it out in the countryside. Wants a garden like his mom and room for their Pokémon to enjoy and tumble about to the full extent. He prefers a more older look. Brick houses, long gravel road and preferably plenty of trees surrounding the potential future house.

Raihan, the simp legend that he is, is on board but I’m one condition. He wants a more futuristic house. He’s tired of living in old buildings, he lives and works in the oldest gym in Galar already. He’s tired of this shit. So they settle on a compromise; Raihan gets to pick the house and Ash gets to decorate.

Of course their not monsters to each other. Each gets a say regardless as it’s both their future home. It’s lucky that Raihan prefers warmth and comfort over the cold sleekness of what designers dare to call furniture now. He grew up in that kind of cold home and refused to let it deep into his. Not when his love deserves the soft security he’s been denying himself these days do to stress of both their jobs.

It was almost an international league PR scandal since Ash is the Champion of Alola and Raihan is the strongest gym leader of Galar. It’s a rule that gym leaders and other league members like the Elite Four and the Champions can’t date each other, Steven and Wallace excluded because they were engaged before Wallace started going for Steven’s throat on the battle field, and ever more if it’s a colleague from across the pond. The kicker is that the last part is just unspoken. Ex-nay on the dating someone from a different league isn’t written in the rules. Just them coming out dating alone had caused such waves of support and backlash.

Another reason to move somewhere discreet so no one can fuck with them.

If people found out they were finally moving in together at the ages of 24 and 26 after a three year relationship after meeting each other in Unova during a drag type convention during Ash’s later travels in the region.

Low and fucking behold, the perfect house that they both love. It’s a 5 and a half acres in the woodlands that surround a medium sized town just between Hammerlocke and Turffield near the river. The gravel road does come into a more modern neighborhood. Besides the entrance to their property the street is a dead end to anyone else. They fully expect not to know their neighbors and Ash is fine with that. They have no kids and their friends are scattered across the continent and they could just call them. The time spent at their house is theirs and theirs alone with each other. It’s not going to be often with what their work demands of them.

The house is nice and more futuristic looking then modern but the space house design blends well with Ash’s choice of furniture and decorations. The most important part is that the real estate, that Leon recommends still he was blue in the face, took Ash’s fear in stride. Assuring both of them that she checked, double checked them triple checked their house wasn’t in an HOA. Raihan couldn’t be even more thankful for her and offers to pay more so she gets a bigger commission from the sale. It’s not like both Ash and him are even near strapped for cash after all.

So it’s just their luck when a person comes knock-knock knocking on their door as they were relaxing, finally unloading the last of their collective stuff into their new place. It’s a women, obvious Unovian descent and with an okay Galaran accent. Obviously learned through passing and not born with it. Before Ash or Raihan could even get a worse out, the woman let out the sentence that set Ash’s heart to his stomach and Raihan’s stress through the roof.

“Hi my name is Karen, I’m the president of the HOA here, let me be the first one to welcome you two to the neighborhood.”

Leon’s prized estate seller has some explaining to do.

[kohakhearts]

randomly thinking about pikachu's popularity as a mascot but also like in-universe imagining how many little kids would see ash and pikachu win the world championships and decide that they simply Must have a pikachu. you could take this from the angle of like, ash's championship win indirectly dramatically changes the viridian forest ecosystem and other pikachu habitats, but also, imagine how many young trainers + pikachu partners ash starts encountering on his journeys after that who are all clearly awestruck by him. i like to think he would be like "huh weird we've been battling a lot of pikachu lately" and not make the connection that this is His Impact

i'm OBSESSED with this concept and if i had more time/energy i would have immediately written a fic when you sent this because it's so funny to me but alas :p but i'm seeing this with like...all of the above implications like

ash visiting home sometime down the road and crossing paths with gary or tracey maybe, who is/are currently trying to figure out why there's a sudden influx of rattata in the viridian forest area. ash might even help them investigate a bit, you know, 'cause he's helpful like that. he doesn't get the implications. he hears "pikachu and rattata don't tend to make their homes in the same areas" and thinks the reason rattata are popping up suddenly is just that they've gotten over some territorial difference. "i mean obviously there are still pikachu in the forest - we just fought like three of them!"

so he leaves his friends at the oak laboratory absolutely flabbergasted and moves on. he keeps seeing trainers with pikachu, which is great. they ask for a battle and he obliges and it never even registers to him the starstruck look in those trainers' eyes has anything to do with him. he's just like, yeah my buddy's great, isn't he? your pikachu's great too! keep training! :)

when he hears from misty about all these new gym challengers with pikachu, he doesn't think too much about it. i mean, come on, it's a water-type gym. of course they're gonna bring an electric type. when he hears from brock that his brother said the same thing is happening in pewter city, well, that's just new trainers trying to think outside the box. forrest is probably exaggerating a bit anyway, maybe he's just embarrassed that his rock types got beaten by a pikachu? there are simply no dots to connect

of course, this isn't only happening in kanto, though. he hears from cilan about seeing more pikachu than usual in unova, a concerning trend considering pikachu aren't exactly native to the region. ash figures it's just more visitors from outside regions, like he was. it's so cool to see more people embracing inter-region travel! that's probably the one thing he does know he motivated others to do - i mean, surely being the kanto-native champion of alola would inspire a few trainers out there to tackle far-off leagues of their own? he inspired his friends to do it, so it's only fair that trainers who caught his big championship win on tv might have felt similarly!

except he's got the whole thing wrong, of course. one of his more research-oriented friends (i'm betting sophocles) has absolutely been crunching numbers and can 100% confirm that new trainers taking on the league challenge in most regions are about 20457x more likely to have a pikachu in their active roster this year than any year before. ash doesn't have a response to that one, because he's simply too baffled by the metrics of this study to digest the implications of it. he's really hung up on the idea that somehow sophocles met all these people as opposed to acknowledging the more likely scenario that he hacked into the league's database, because how would he even do that? ash isn't thinking about ethics or anything. he's just wondering how he can meet all these trainers too because he'd really like to battle them all, wow!

so basically, everyone else has figured it out...except for ash. he keeps getting approached by strangers asking him about training methods specific to pikachu, which he has no answer for other than "uhh rubber gloves don't really work i guess?" (and then ofc he'd say something very Ash about how no matter what kind of pokemon you're training you just have to believe in them etc etc) because the thing all those people don't realize is he never set out to train a pikachu in the first place. arguably, his pikachu trained him. and that pikachu? absolutely knows what's going on, and finds it hilarious. but he won't tell ash. he's having fun meeting all these different pikachu, anyway :p

[realm-sweet-realm]

N's Journey, chapter 2

After having his worldview crushed at the end of BW, N leaves home and attempts to put himself back together and find his place in the world.

This chapter got long, so I decided to split it in two. The second chapter will drop in a day or so. I hope you all enjoy this.

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N had never been so thankful as when the warm water of the motel room shower hit his back and began to wash away the grime of the last few days.

I’m really not meant to live as a wild Pokémon, N thought as the soap suds ran between his fingers and down his back. And I have all the time in the world to figure out what kind of human I can be.

N wasn’t exactly sure where to start exploring the world, but he might as well start with the method that had done him well in Unova- asking people who probably had a better sense of what they were doing. He grabbed the arm of a woman walking through the Main Street of Jubilife City. “I want to see the world. Where do I start?” he asked. “My name is N. I’m new here.”

The woman gave N a surprised look before tearing her arm away and leaving at a slow jog. N shrugged and tried again with the next person who crossed his path- an older-looking man, who, after a few seconds of startled eyes and confused silence, responded better to the same prompt.

“Well, if you want to start in Sinnoh, you could try our contests in Hearthome first. There’s also the fossil lab down in Oreburgh, and there are out-of-country boats down in Sunnyshore.”

“Thank you,” N replied. “That’s very helpful.”

After a short hike through a field and a zubat-filled cave, N arrived in Oreburgh. It was a city hewn from stone, with its mines, rocky hills and humble infrastructure. Machop worked diligently alongside humans, pushing carts of ore through the coal mine, a sight common to the city’s residents as they went about their business. The museum was open as well, and since the miners weren’t keen on N’s offer to help them out, N went there right away. He watched as a cranidos was brought back to life for a trainer on a journey.

“Hey, do you battle, mister?” the trainer asked N. “I want to try out this little guy’s skills!”

Zoroark nodded to N, and the cranidos seemed willing as well. “I suppose we’re up for that,” N said.

The kid took out his pokédex. “Alright. He’s got two moves, so don’t take me out in one hit,” the kid requested.

Before long, the two were on a rocky area just outside the museum, with both their Pokémon out and facing each other.

“Ready,” N said.

“Cranidos, pursuit!” the kid called.

The cranidos’ fists glowed with power and charged at Zoroark. Zoroark leapt up onto a rock, forcing the little dinosaur to change course. Zoroark leapt onto another rock moments before Cranidos hit the first one and smashed it to bits.

“Yeah! That’s some power! Alright, Cranidos- headbutt!”

This time, Zoroark leapt to the ground and let the smaller Pokémon charge, blocking its body with his arms. Cranidos was pushed back, and when it tried to charge again, Zoroark tripped it with his mane and took it out in short order with a focus blast.

“Woah,” the younger trainer exclaimed, returning his fainted cranidos. “You didn’t even need to command your Pokémon to beat me.”

N nodded as Zoroark trotted back to his side. “He’s got faster instincts than I do. And he knows that if I see something he doesn’t, or have a strategy to share, I’ll tell him.”

“I’ve never seen a trainer battle like that before! Are you on a journey yourself?”

N hesitated before answering. The word “trainer” had made him wince. “Well… sort of. Maybe I am? Maybe I could be.”

“Okay, then. Maybe I’ll see you around in the Pokémon center tonight,” the boy said before giving N his winnings and leaving.

N thought to his experiences with the kind trainer he’d met on his journey through Unova- the one who had won Zekrom’s favour. Her Pokémon had loved her despite her being a competitive battler, and he did know that Pokémon liked to fight- they fought all the time in the wild just for the fun of it. And he knew now that ownership of Pokémon wasn’t inherently abusive. But… no. There was too much potential for abuse in competitive battling. Letting glory-hungry humans push Pokémon to their brink, choosing their opponents for them and leaving them no choice, it wasn’t right. N would rather find a way to dismantle that system than participate in it, as powerless as he was now that he didn’t have Team Plasma behind him.

That night, N went to the Pokémon center, mostly out of curiosity about what the young trainer was talking about. Children, teenagers, and the odd young adult were camped out there, their sleeping bags and pads on the floor and their Pokémon running about as they played cards, exchanged stories, and looked up at the stars through the glass ceiling of the second floor. There were shower facilities, and N didn’t get any weird looks for brushing his teeth in the public bathroom because he wasn’t the only one doing so. Once he was bathed and brushed, N found a corner and settled down himself. He preferred just watching the others over attempting to start a conversation, but it was a relaxing scene nonetheless. There really was no rush, was there? To figure out where he belonged. Not when his financial needs were taken care of.

-

It was five years ago. N took a seat in his hair-brushing chair and Ghetsis took his customary place behind him, setting out the combs and oils.

“Anything to report?” Ghetsis asked casually.

“No,” N said. “Well, the deerling you left with me is getting worse. I hate to leave him with another person, but unless something changes, it might be the best choice.” 

“Understood,” Ghetsis said, nodding gravely. “Today, we’re going to start teaching you some basic human skills for your noble journey,” he explained. “One of the sages has set up some videos for you on the basics. How to use public transport, how to use a credit card, and so on.”

“Why would I need money for my noble journey?” N asked, a slight growl in his voice. It seemed ridiculous to taint something so pure with something so evil.

“Because out there, food won’t come to you on a silver tray. Stupid boy,” Ghetsis snapped, pulling N’s hair in a way that N couldn’t know for sure was on purpose.

“Sorry!” N yelped.

“It’s fine. And don’t worry. You won’t have to think much about it at all. I’ll give you a credit card for whatever you need. Let money be peripheral for you.”

“Is there any limit to the money?” N asked.

“It will be connected to the Team Plasma account. Don’t buy anything excessive, and you’ll be fine.”

N nodded solemnly. “Understood.”

-

N knew now that Team Plasma wasn’t exactly operated on a limited budget- at least, it sure didn’t seem that way. And if all that money was either abandoned or being used to hurt people and Pokémon, why not waste a tiny fraction of it making himself happy?

The next day, N set out once again. Hearthome was as beautiful as Oreburgh was humble, as though every inch of it was meant to attract tourists. N saw a contest there, which bored his zoroark to sleep, and learned to bake poffins, which his zoroark greatly appreciated.

From there, it was on to Sunyshore, the city of solar panel roads and boats- including boats out of the region. He found a boat headed for a region called Alola which was known for its warm climates and its worship of guardian deities. He stayed there for a few weeks, learning the traditions of those for whom worshiping and working with Pokémon was a way of life. Once he was done there he headed to Galar, attending events and hoping to understand the people’s attachment to competitive battling. From there, it was on to Paldea, where he hoped to eventually reach their famous school. It would be a good place to settle for a few years, and he could more than afford the tuition. But he had a feeling that he’d still be traveling after he graduated. There really was no reason to rush an end to his journey and find a place to settle… until very suddenly there was.

“Oh, it didn’t go through,” said the motel clerk in some small Paldean town N had planned to spend the night in.

“What does that mean?” N asked, taking his credit card out of the machine.

“It means you have no money.”

“That’s impossible.” Team Plasma had built and maintained a giant castle. The idea that a few months of relatively modest spending could drain their accounts was ridiculous.

“I’m sorry, you’ll have to take that up with a bank,” the clerk said dismissively before turning back to his computer.

N left the motel and headed for the nearest bank, but it was already closed. It looked like it would be a night in the open for him, and since summer had turned to fall, that wasn’t the comfortable option it had once been. At very least, he had Reshiram to keep him warm and prevent anyone from stealing from him. On Reshiram, he flew to the nearest wild area and slept until morning. The next day, he returned to the bank, only to be turned away because his card was from a different one. After a trip to a larger city, he found one whose logo matched the one on his credit card.

“This card doesn’t work anymore. What’s wrong with it?” N asked the teller.

“It looks like it was canceled a few days ago,” the woman said.

“Which means?”

“The person whose account it’s attached to, in this case, someone named ‘Ghetsis Harmonia’ didn’t want the card to work anymore, so he called his bank and made it happen.”

“How do I fix that?”

“Are you Ghetsis Harmonia?”

“No. I’m his son, N Harmonia, and he gave that card to me.”

The secretary turned back to her computer and reached for the phone, “Well, I have Ghetsis’ phone number right here. If you’d like me to call and figure out what’s-”

N grabbed the phone and pulled it away from her. “No, don’t. Listen, I need the card to work, but we can’t contact him. I can’t let him know where I am.”

The woman looked at N, startled. N put down the phone. Thankfully, she didn’t make another move for it.

“Well, N, in that case I can’t help you. It’s Ghetsis’ card and he’s the only one who controls it. And he will have been able to see what you’ve been buying and where by looking at your purchase history. I’m sorry.”

“There has to be something you can do.”

“There really isn’t. I’m sorry. Best of luck.”

With that, N stepped away from the counter and left the bank, defeated and horrified. He took out Reshiram, mounted it, and immediately took to the skies.

“We need to go somewhere I haven’t been yet, and fast. Ghetsis might know where I am,” N explained. N didn’t know if Ghetsis was out of prison or not- it seemed likely that the shadow triad could have broken him out- or if he could somehow send people after him from jail. But he knew that he didn’t want to risk it.