#sugarandpsychology

[itsraiyninmeteors]

@sugarandpsychology

“YOU DID WHAT-?!”

SMACK!

Saki couldn’t help herself but actually pull her brother’s tie to pull his face down so she could smack it, looking oh so pissed off. She sometimes wondered if her brother ever thought about his actions before he acted. Of course, this was him she was thinking about.

“The hell happened this time?! I was told from Officer Jenny that you almost were arrested again!!”

[fightingpinkjoy-a]

“Would you believe me that this trainer came in and he had the gall to demand I heal his Pokemon, when it was his own damn fault that they were in seriously bad condition?! Most of them were so exhausted to near collapsing and two others were sick!”

“I called the Police on his ass so fast and well....got a few Pokemon to take care of now. Got some free hands to help me, bro?”

@sugarandpsychology

[reconseaweed]

continuation from here: “There’s a cream basket sitting on the center’s...”

The drawback from delivering gifts was that he seldom saw the reaction of his presents. There were certainly a few replies, such as Neo answering the phone, amongst others. But for the time being, he had to rely on the assumption that his gifts were well received. If not? There’s another time to correct it.

Chondrus had thankfully been nearby once Tokuyoshi had opened the present, tending to his Joltik’s hunger by feeding him some of the pokepuffs he had received the day prior. It was the pokemon’s favorite flavor apparently, given the yellow little bug lept around with a shrill chattering noise. 

@sugarandpsychology

[addressyourarsenic-blog]

Fuck you already asked for Cyan and Sköll ahhh how about our favorite Doctor and Florist duo?? =O

FUSIONS | ACCEPTING

[ YOUR GOTH GF ] 

He just wants to watch the world burn.

bonus:

[ VENOM RESEARCHER ] 

The medical properties of venom still need a lot more research, and this young medical student is going for that.

[ @teamrockxtgrunt | @sugarandpsychology ] 

[thelonelyabomination-blog]

A Chance

starter for @sugarandpsychology

The laboratory was a mess as scientists rushed about. They were ready to test out the new Neural Enhancement System. They were nearing the final stages and needed as much information as they could get before telling Giovanni it was complete. The specimen was brought in, armed guards walking behind it to make sure it complied. The small creature was terrified, shaking in place as the men hooked up the strange machine to it. It wasn’t a suit like Giovanni had asked but the specimen was growing. Making the suit now would only waste money. Now was the time to perfect the software and make sure it could perform the way it needed to when the time came to deliver the weapon to it’s buyer. 

“Okay Mewtwo, are you ready?”

“N-no.” It shook it’s head. It wanted nothing more to be back in it’s cell. Anything was better than this. 

“It’s okay, just take deep breaths. This won’t hurt.” It shouldn’t hurt. The machines inside the room whirred to life, the sound of electricity filling the air as the system booted up. The helmet sparked which caused the specimen to panic. 

The Neural Enhancement System was a success. Mewtwo had access to all of it’s energy, all of it’s untapped strength was available to it. The only failure in the system was the Remote Control Uplink that was in place to make sure it stayed where it was supposed to. The test had been running for a successful 10 seconds before the critical failure made itself apparent. Explosions erupted all around the lab, screams being drowned out by the roar of fire as people stampeded to the exit. Mewtwo had fled and while doing so had ripped through most of the equipment. The terrified Pokemon fled, trying to put it’s aggressors as far behind it as it could. 

Unfortunately for Mewtwo, the Neural Enhancement system was just a test machine and not made to withstand the elements. After it had managed to put some distance between itself and the lab the helmet sparked. Water had made it’s way into the circuits. 

“No! Nonononono-” It tried desperately to pull the helmet from it’s head but it could not manage the task fast enough. The equipment sparked once more, part of it bursting. The small, concussive blast knocked out Mewtwo and sent it falling through the air and through the glass dome of a nearby PokeCenter. 

[melemeleguardian]

@sugarandpsychology cont from here:

“Huh? Oh, I’m not part of the hospital staff. I’m a part of the search and rescue team. I just happened to be the one chosen to inform you.” A male nurse joy. In all his years of guarding these, he only has seen a hand full of them. What a weird gene did these Joys and Jennys had.

This one, in particular, seemed to be rude and foul mouth type. Not that Koko minded at all, but it was strange to see a Joy like this, or at least not on duty. But that was enough musing about the various Nurse Joys, for now, better introduced himself. 

With a smile, the diety extended his arm and said, “I’m Koh Kahanamoku. Oh and don’t worry, I’m sure we will find that Joy safe and sound.”

[gladionsgrownup]

@sugarandpsychology --> x

Gladion stared at Toku for half a minute before popping the pill into his mouth, grabbing the front of Toku’s shirt, and dragging him into a kiss, sliding the pill down his throat.

[asktheboxghosts]

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-She watches the doctor’s reaction. Slightly disappointed that the response she got was a fighting one. The blonde would have preferred the flight response as it would have made the male too tired to work and actually get some sleep. But, this could work too she supposed.-

“Hmm, a feisty Joy~ You’re a rare one~ Ok then. Lets make a point~”

-She twirls the knife around and smirks at the Joy before stabbing herself in the shoulder. She hisses as blood starts to seep around the wound. 

She hops off the counter, taking the blade out and switching hands, then proceeds to stab herself again in the other shoulder. Her smile remains the entire time as she wounds herself. The scene is nothing short of unsettling.-

“I’ve been hurt. What now~?”

[trainerfromjohto]

@sugarandpsychology

“Hello? I uh, need to treat my pokémon?” Ethan called out as he reached the counter in the Pokémon Center, brushing sand off his clothes. The cool air of the Center wasn’t quite as cool as he hoped it would be, but still better than outside. He was a little apprehensive about being here though, after asking about pokémon centers on the way to Nimbasa City, he was advised by travelling trainers to just stock up on medicine and avoid this one. His curiosity had been piqued; what was so bad about this Center?

[medicalxbrat]

@sugarandpsychology cont.

“You wish, dickhead.” he grumbled, though he really didn’t mean it. Carol loved his cousin dearly but, hey, he has the emotional capacity of a brick wall after all.

He clicked his tongue. “I DO NOT!!!!”

[itsraiyninmeteors]

@sugarandpsychology w/ Saki!

Ughhhh, why did she have to be the one to go to the Police Station for this report? Oh, right, she’s the one who called them about that one neglectful trainer. The pinkette rolled her blue eyes as she headed inside the building, with her Lopunny following right behind her. She even had a bag hanging from her shoulder that carried the little Lillipup in her care, so she could keep a better eye on him.

She walked up to the counter and had to stand on her tip toes a little bit, only because of just how short she was. Why couldn’t she be a bit taller like her brother?

“Hello, I’m here about the Police Report that I called in.”

[facadxs-moved]

teamrockxtgrunt: replied to your post: “Father’s day… s… should I try cooking something... //Apparently Toku doesn’t quite know how father’s day works either because he bought a dozen or so macarons for Norman to share with his kids with a note that says “To A Great Father”

“Hm?” 

There had been a box sitting there with a note on it. Curious, he opened the note reading before a smile twitched on his face looking into the box noting the macaroons inside. “I’m sure the kids will like these... thank you.” He whispered softly.

[reconseaweed]

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Touch Cravings | Hand-holding Meme | [ACCEPTING]

He was at the Pokemon Center yet again, Rockruff at his side and his small Elgyem in his arms, clearly battered and bruised from a tough fight. Had it not been for Chondrus’ determination, they wouldn’t need to be here in the first place. 

Guilt ravished at his chest, spreading through the male’s body until the pokemon quivered in his arms. It took one more look to notice Elgyem wasn’t moving, but rather, his arms. 

Chondrus carefully laid the creature on the pristine desk, ruddy eyes looking at the Nurse Joy, “Please help them, I may have overcalculated how much they could handle.” His tone was warbled, yet he managed to mellow out by the end of his rehearsed plea. Elgyem was whisked away to be treated, leaving Chondrus outside with his puppy pokemon at his feet. A fellow head of pink hair caught the corner of his eye and he then felt the budding warmth in his hand. “I,” he had begun, silencing himself as he wordlessly squeezed Toku’s hand, fingers wrapping around the others. 

@sugarandpsychology

[addressyourarsenic-blog]

this is rly gay

[ @sugarandpsychology ] 

a teeny stephann/toku one-shot

hope i did ok!

It was a cold day. Cold, cold, cold. The snow was beginning to fall, and that meant Stephann spent more time than ever in his greenhouse. It was a small little place, made for storage of plants that wouldn’t survive winter colds. It was the first time, however, that Stephann had invited a guest into that greenhouse.

Stephann held the door open for Toku, his fingertips only barely touching the doorknob as he shed his coat, hanging it up against the coathanger, and then did the same for his… friend…? They’d talked so often about plants and medicines. Their lives, their passions. They’d gotten so close. The florist supposed… they weren’t actually dating, but he had felt a bit more strongly for Toku than the friendship they shared. Of course, he’d been a bit too isolated to date people. He didn’t want to make things awkward.

But he supposed… they were both pretty awkward. Polite. Restrained. Cold, but they’d both really learned to become warm around each other. It was a strange feeling, but it was nice. At the very least, this place, that was so special to Stephann would be an ideal spot to talk about his feelings. It was private, warm, and a place they both could share, much like the nature of their friendship itself.

“Welcome in,” Stephann chimed with good humor as Toku offered him one of his rare, small smiles. It was an honor to see it. The florist’s gaze softened, admiration welling in his eyes.

“So you keep your plants in here? Seems a bit cramped,” Toku observed, leaning over to look at some of the shrubbery, some of them budding, others fully in bloom in a show of blues, purples, pinks, yellows.

“Only the ones that can’t survive winter in the shop.” Stephann had moved towards another bush, this one filled with roses displaying a vibrant red.

“And you were saying that I could take any blossoms I wanted?”

“Of course.”

He looked back at Toku, an almost stunned, appreciative look on his face with soon melted into a touched smile. Stephann returned it, completely charmed. Adoring.

Looking into his gardening tools, Stephann pulled a tool from the box and snipped a rose blossom off of the bush. Just one. He knew Toku was watching, carefully observing. He watched him snip the thorns from the stem, watched them fall to the ground.

Stephann felt satisfied now and stood up.

“And… you can start with this one,” Stephann told him, swallowing a lump in his throat. Here it goes. Here we go. He offered the rose. “I ah…” He realized then, that Toku wasn’t as versed in floriography as he was--...

“Toku, I-...”

“I don’t need you to explain what this means, Stephann,” Toku chuckled, shaking his head as he looked down at the floor, accepting the gift. “If there’s one thing my cousins hammered into my head….” The rose was well-cared for, careful, meticulous. He sniffed it, taking in the fragrance. “And… I feel the same way. I suppose I should have gotten something for you.”

“Nonononono-- I mean-- I just-- I wanted to tell you, but if you don’t feel the same way-- I wanted to get it off my chest-- I hope I didn’t make things awk--”

“Are you even listening to yourself? I just said yes.”

“O-oh--” Stephann flushed before awkwardly shuffling to Toku and offering his hand. “Well um… would you like to go for a walk, then..? I can s-show you all the plants.”

“Oh, no, Stephann, you seem cold. Here, let me…” The doctor opened up his scarf, wrapping the other end around Stephann as well. “Now at least you’ll be warm as we walk.” Humor glinted in Toku’s eyes as Stephann flushed brighter.

“Y-Yeah! I gotta- We gotta- Warm- Walk--”

Toku took his hand. “One step at a time, Stephann. One step at a time.”

“Right- Right, right right--”

“Right, left, right left, actually.”

Well, now it was time to spend all day walking through a tiny greenhouse and getting lost in someone else’s eyes.

[fightingpinkjoy-a]

“....Want to do something special for Toku, but what?”

[komala-scientist-archived]

Ricardo freezes and gasps as he’s grabbed. He forces his body to relax and wraps an arm around his pink haired beau in turn, laughing at the compliment. He did look fantastic in a suit. But then...

That little pause. Toku could have just meant it at face value, but that wasn’t how it sounded to Ricardo’s already sensitive mind. He hid the horror in his face over the others shoulder, keeping him in the hug.

They would have stayed that way if Ricardo’s unshed tears hadn’t alerted one of the bambini in the belt at his waist. A flash of light and out came a large pink and yellow pokemon. The audino, Tartufo. Her emotional sensitivity had let her know her Papa needed her.

She tugged at Toku’s sleeve, and held her hands up. “Di.”

komala-scientist‌:

The squeeze of his hand is returned softly, and Rico forces his eyes to focus on Toku. His hair is that soft pink with a tint of wine purple, and his lashes were so long and pale that they only showed up by their shadows on the doctor’s skin. His skin was slightly pitted from life and acne. A few tiny spots sprinkled by brief time in the sun. It was so very pretty. And Rico focused on those tiny details rather than think about what had pulled him out of his body.

“Si. Whatever you say I’ll do it. I have a suit that should be appropriate for the event, so that’s easy.”

Toku hums happily and before he can think better of it, pulls Rico into a grateful hug.

“Thank you…You’re better suited to formal attire than I am.” he admits, voice soft. “And you’re better suited to…talking to people. Hopefully with you around people will be less inclined to strike up a conversation with me.” He joked