#team rocket fanfiction

[shiny-kaibernyte]

Ooo ooo!! What about Champion Lance?

In Lance we trust. One Lance Headcannon ramble COMING UP! Lance is surprisingly hard to write for but i think i got something plausible.

No warnings unless mentioning a punch is one?

Lance | General Headcannons

Lance will be straightforward and honest with everyone. You want the truth, ask Lance and he will spell it out to you in the most brutally honest way. 

He is sharp minded and incredibly strong-willed. This man can bounce back from anything thrown at him, and can silence anyone with a single comment if he wants. He has made challengers feel as if they are an ant compared to him, if they’re getting too cocky with him that is.

If he finds someone mistreating their Pokemon, he reacts in one of two ways. Depending on what's happening. If the trainer is new and is simply overworking their Pokemon without actually realising: Lance will berate them for this and then teach them carefully on how to actually care for they’re Pokemon.

Lance is a surprisingly good teacher.

However, if what they're doing is physical and genuinely meaningful in how they are hammering their pokemon, he will not back away from using violence. He Hyper beamed a petty thief! Lance will throw a punch in himself if need be.

A LOG when sleeping. And I don't mean he's a sound sleeper, a lot can wake him up. I mean literally a log, stiff as a board. A statue if you will. 

Clair once thought he was unconscious, he was so still, resulting in her pouring ice cold water on him, followed by Lance jumping up so far you honestly thought he could cling to the ceiling. One of the few times he let his guard down and now he's cold and needs new clothes.

Yes, Clair got it all on camera. And yes all of the Elite and gym leaders have the video saved.

Lance is an incredibly serious person, and will not tolerate any form of disrespect from anyone. Although sometimes he can be a bit too serious. Laughter is so rare from this guy that even a simple chuckle gets people staring at him.

It takes him an hour to get his hair like that. Lance’s naturally hair is spiky don’t get me wrong but to get those perfect spikes takes time darlings.

Private person. Period

Lance cares way too much about other people and they’re pokemon than he reasonably should. I repeat he has Hyper beamed a thief for stealing a random woman's pokeball.  This tends to get him in situations he can’t get himself out of. Whilst he doesn’t like asking for help, he will if he knows it's the only option left.

Before he became champion, he would constantly be going around the other Elite members and testing they’re strength making sure they are alway at their best. When he became champion he did this a lot less, instead focusing on his own pokemon and the might of the gym leaders. 

He can’t swim all that well. Lance spends so much time in the air that swimming is almost foreign to him. Although he can swim, it's not too graceful and you would mistake his wild flailing for drowning.

For this reason, he definitely has a Pokemon that knows Surf he doesn’t use on his main team. 

Man has a soft spot for food. Wanna get on his good side? Give him anything to do with Spicy food and he is all ears. The other elite members used to carry Spicy curry pots on them whenever they needed Lance to do something he would normally say no to.

Quite the artist and also has decent music talent. He once tried Pottery, he made a somewhat functional bowl on his first attempt. Charcoal is his specialty, he has a hidden sketchbook full of pokemon he has seen over his travels.

Hates travelling overseas for tournaments and HAS turned them down before. It has to be a massive oversea event for him to willingly go instead of Red or Falkner dragging him there.

Lance has a soft spot for kids. He is much more protective over them than the adults watching them. Always helping any kid without a second thought, the adult in his mind comes second. 

He throws a vicious right hook. Lance has knocked a team rocket grunt out and once put a hole in a wall. It’s no Raihan punch, that man bent a Cement wall. But he will put you on your ass. 

This man has a secret stash of hair dye in his house. If his hair starts greying he will be READY! And yes that is not his natural hair colour.

Does NOT like his shoulders touched. I think it's the cloak, but if someone touches him on the shoulder, he will death glare at them. Hands, arms, back all fine. Shoulders, no. Same thing with his legs. Falkner once tapped him on the leg when he was napping and it resulted in Falkner getting a kick to the face. He was fine but now he warns people not to touch Lance when he sleeps.

Speaking of Falkner, these two definitely roomed together for a while. Falkner is the only person Lance trusts enough to handle his pokemon. If for Any reason Lance has to part with Dragonite, Falkner is who he turns to. Even the pokemon centre can’t handle his precious pokemon. Arceus forbade him to let Clair handle them.

He loves and respects Clair so much don’t get him wrong. But when they were younger, Clair was quite the trouble maker and accidentally hurt Lance’s Dratini. He never fully trusted her again with his pokemon. No ill will between them though, They have dinner together at least once a week. 

Though in Clair's defence, Lance did provoke her first. He got that spit fire personality somewhere.

Won’t eat any kind of fish or Tail food. Sushi is his enemy. Not team rocket, not Team Galactic, not even team Magma. Nope. Sushi. 

Remember the curry thing from earlier? If that doesn’t work to persuade him somehow, just tie some sushi to a stick and follow him around, he’ll give in eventually. Don’t let his Dragonite eat it though because it will try and it is funny to watch.

[fandomstars]

hey so how do you think Pokemon James would deal with having a s/o who got a new pokemon recently. You know how pokemon love to affectionately headbutt James. Well, his s/o pokemon pops out of its pokemon and affectionately headbutts him. S/o’s like “Sorry. He’s affectionate. I’ve never seen him headbutt someone before though” basically this pokemon approves of him waaay too much?

Ah a classic James moment….

Affectionate Pokémon - James X GN Reader

Reader just happen to catch a Quagsire one day with James cheering on the sidelines.

After healing up the water/ground type, said mon couldn’t help but headbutt James in the chest.

“What in the?!”

James meanwhile was at a mix of nostalgia and humor as he just shakes his head and pats Quagsire on the head.

“Another one? Guess things never change.”

James explains to Reader of the many, many times he’s been head-butted, bitten, and more by many of his Pokémon.

Reader isn’t sure if their boyfriend is super human or insane.

At least Quagsire liked him enough, and now just laid down on the ground as James give him head rubs.

Reader may or may not have been extremely jealous.

James could tell though, and offered his other hand to them.

“Want to cuddle?”

Maybe they should get more affectionate Pokémon, reader would think later.

- Hope you like it! -

[celestie0]

wanna write a pokémon trainer au for jjk 😩🙏🏼 where all the jjk men are the gym leaders n u get to fuck them. and then the championship league is just a gangbang

oh and then there wld probably be pokemon battles too

[mint-hiddenite]

What do we do when something goes wrong?

[haveyoureadthisfanfic]

Summary: With the loss of Team Rocket as an organization, Jessie, James, and Meowth set out to do something they never would have previously dreamed—backtracking across the regions, reuniting with old friend and foe alike, in an attempt to make up for their wrongs. Join the trio as they take off on a determined search to find their white tomorrow on the path of righteousness.

Author: @musashi

Note from submitter: This fic has a TVTropes page!

[a-drifting-mannequin]

Chapter 3: Love blooms on the battlefield

Fandom:Team Fortress 2

Pairing: Engineer/Soldier; Helmet party; Rocket science

(RED Soldier)

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He's so doom now.

Fraternizing with the enemy? Purposely saving his hind from his own team? It's just absolutely outrageous! Ridiculous even.

Soldier wanted to scream or even punch something. Doesn't matter if it's an inaninated object or a person, he just need to dig his fists into something. He saved a BLU and that was something he did not want to happen. And yet, it already did.

Debriefing wasn't easy on him today as he expressed all his anger out on the team, purposely and accidentally hurting some members as well. Medic had told him to calm down and take a break but that just resulted in another series of insults and slurs against his country origin.

Eventually, he did quiet down and left for his room, leaving everyone else stunned and confused. Soldier didn't exit his room the entire day so either Spy or Engineer had to bring his food to the door and collect his empty bowls and plates after he's finished.

At some point in the day, however, he did left his room just to take a shower. Luckily, everyone already finished theirs and were all gathered in the living room at the time.

It was night time and Soldier couldn't sleep. His wife beater was slightly soaked in sweat, either due to the heat or his emotions. He kept tossing and turning on his bed, unable to get the frustration out of himself. At some point, Soldier did took off his helmet and threw it at the wall, which woke Scout up. He didn't bother apologizing to the young Boston, either.

Breathing out a hot breathe of frustration, Soldier dropped down on the floor and tried to clear his mind with pushups. It's something he always does to distract himself from thinking of such problems. On some occasions, he would completely forgot about what the problem is. Other times, it's just stuck like glue at the back of his head.

The damn BLU Engineer looks so much like his and maybe there's not even a lick of difference between them. But to him, he was different. So different, in fact, he could hand pick out the differences.

Unlike their own Engineer who loves the thrill of battle like everyone else, this one seemed a bit more defensive and afraid. Death was a mere concept in their job but everytime his sentry get destroyed, it was like his own flesh and blood was killed in front of him. Even with tinted goggles over his eyes, Soldier could just see the agony and fear whenever a sentry got destroyed or when he realized that there was a spy around him.

The only emotions he would see in their engineer's eyes when his sentry get destroyed or a spy is around were anger, hatred and absolute annoyance.

If he knew something about engineers is that they hated the French's gut. Both engineers of each teams would constantly complain about the spook picking on them every battle. He could've been off back stabbing somebody else but the French still has a favorite to mess with.

Soldier didn't want to be like Demoman who disrespect all rules and laws of the battlefield and go off with the enemy. He was supposed to hate that engineer's guts. He doesn't want any connection with him nor develop a relationship of any kind with a BLU.

Soldier scoffed to himself about the thought of possibly liking the BLU Engineer, turning his mind back to the number of pushups he had done. War doesn't spare place for friendship, nor fun for that matter. The only fun you'll get in this job is the thrill of killing the enemy - in this case, the opposing team that looked like you but wears blue instead of red.

Soldier suddenly paused for a moment, body going stiff. Sweat beads slid down the side of his head, one dropped down on the floorboards. War is something he always had a passion for, but if he understood anything from Sun Tzu and other soldiers and commaders alike is that allies can be beneficial for battles and could possibly help you win war.

Soldier decided to give himself a well deserved break and sat up right, back straight and hands laid on his knees. He contemplated the possible relationship between his Demoman and the BLU Soldier. If it's for their own their benefit or something entirely else, their employer would've prevented it from happening from the start.

Sweat coated his brow and soaked into his wife beater. The wetness is not something he's comfortable with, but he'll have to deal with it later when the sun rise.

Minutes went by and Soldier has yet to move an inch. The alarm clock on his bedside was his signal to get up and out. When he stood up, the alarm showed that it was precisely 0500 in the morning. Soldier reached for his helmet on the floor and rubbed his eyes, feeling rather drained but urged forward. He placed the oversized helmet on his head, knocked his knuckles against it few times and then exited his room.

The shower was the first thing he thought about and he directly headed in the direction of the washrooms. The tiles were cold to the touch and an eerie silence settled over the empty shower. Soldier didn't gave mind to it, quickly heading to his locker and prepared the shower.

The warm water washed over him and eased his frustration. He closed his eyes and let himself dift off comfortably in the rush of water.

After the shower, Soldier gone through the usual routine of shaving his fave clean and polishing his boots for battle. He didn't bothered putting on his coat so a white shirt was the replacement for yhe seeat soaked wife beater.

Upon walking to the kitchen, the smell of fresh bacon and coffee lured him as his stomach felt quite empty. Soldier licked his lips and picked up his pace.

When he entered, the whole team were already settled around the dining table. Scout chatted away with Pyro about the cartoons that they watched last night while Sniper listened. Demo was passed out on the table, drooling a bit and mumbling something unintelligible. His bottle of scrumpy was abandoned on the floor. Their engineer was leaning against the kitchen counter, newspaper in one hand and the other held his fork with a piece of bacon on it.

Heavy stood near the fridge, a small book in his hands and comically small reading glasses perched on his nose bridge. He glanced up to look at Soldier but didn't bother saying anything. It was also hard to know if the engineer was looking at him or not under those goggles.

"You're up late, mate." Sniper said, picking up his '#1 Sniper' cup and taking a sip out of it. Medic entered the room later and gave Soldier a friendly smile before approaching the engineer's side.

"My routine is none of your business, Aussie." Soldier scoffed and grabbed his plate of food, devouring it at a fast pace. Sniper didn't gave mind to the unusually grumpy soldier, but he did casted a look over to the RED Spy who was smoking around the corner.

Engineer chuckled at something Medic told him, occasionally whispering something back to the the doctor. Demo began to stir before he was full awake, head jerking up with his eye half open. Spy came over and swiftly took the bottle from him, gave the Scotchman some aspirin to clear up his alcohol drowned mind and left. A small thanks slipped past loose lips before Demo swallowed the pill dry.

Soldier watched Demo closely, his helmet swaying slightly. Yesterday, Soldier saw how the BLU Engineer shot through his skull without hesitation. It was a raw display of despise and hatred the engineer had for their demoman. Soldier felt as if the BLU had taken enough humiliation that they simply hated the RED's guts no matter what.

Soldier wonders if he ask Demoman about it, would he feel humiliated about what happened?

Soldier didn't have time to think about it when their engineer grabbed his empty plate from his hands and put it in the sink. Medic left for the infirmary to grab his weapons and medigun before the countdown starts.

When everyone left their separate ways to prepare, Soldier followed Demoman to the living room and sat down on the couch beside him.

"Aye, lad, d'ya sleep at all?" Demo asked suddenly, pulling a flask out of seemingly nowhere. Seemed like he noticed his sluggish movements and the shorter attention span than usual.

Soldier didn't turn to look at him. He didn't even smile and come up with some stupid joke as to why he didn't sleep. The man sat still, elbows on his knees and face tilted downwards.

"No, I wasn't able to." Was all Soldier said, his helmet swaying slightly on his head when he tilted up.

From the corner of his eye, he could tell Demo was trying to pry for more. His slightly furrowed brow was the obvious clue. Soldier should know his teammates better than anyone, but Demoman betrayed his partnership and trust just to be with another man who was a copy of him.

The speakers blared the time they had left to prepare before battle. They had exactly an hour to get ready.

The whole base became noisy almost immediately. Medic ran around in his infirmary and office to gather the necessary weapons, occasionally stopping to prevent his birds from doing something. Engineer made sure all his equipments were working correctly and offered to fix any teammate's weapon errors. Heavy, Sniper and Pyro readied their weapon, making sure to have extra fuel and bullets on themselves unless they want to run short on supply early into battle.

Spy sat by the Engineer, watching and waiting patiently for the labourer to fix up his sapper's mechanics. Multiple times throughout the session Engineer had asked if Spy would so kindly give him a cigarette as well, to which the Spy refused and will only offer one if the sapper was in tip-top condition.

Soldier picked up his rocket launder and examined it, checking for anything out of the ordinary. When he turned it to the other side, three streaks of what looked like oil was slightly smeared downwards. This immediately reminded the RED Soldier of the poor BLU Engineer from last time. The all sudden adrenaline and fear must've been a terrible feeling after being shot and stabbed at through out the battle.

Swiftly turning it back on its side, Soldier grabbed his coat on the bed and put it on a bit too violently. After everything was neat and tight on him, Soldier marched out of his room and went to join the others by the entrance.

Scout was still rambling on about something that Soldier doesn't care to give attention to. Sniper, however, was fixated on every word that comes out of the youngster's mouth. Medic was discussing with Heavy, Engineer and Demo about plans in order to secure a victory.

Everyone was dressed and ready. A look of determination on their faces as they looked to each other. Soldier, in this moment, experience dread for the first time.

The door slowly opened, revealing that the BLUs got a head start, a few sentries were already built around the area.

Everyone moved out at a quick speed, charging in different directions like scattered ants.

Sniper perched himself somewhere not visible to anyone unless you look carefully, positioning and aiming his gun at his desired target. Engineer wandered the field, setting up sentries and teleporters where he deemed perfect. Scout and Demomam reck havoc in the middle, sticky bombs flew and bullets fired. Heavy and Medic teamed up to make sure the first point get secured before moving on.

Pyro had already capped a point with Spy, an erupted muffled cheer rang through the Badlands. Spy focused in shooting more than stabbing this time, picking up whatever ammo he could find. Pyro did eventually called Engie for a dispenser, who rushed over while being on 25HP.

Soldier rocket blasted anyone who comes near, occasionally rocket jumping to find his next victim.

At least Demo wasn't coupling up with the BLU Soldier, who he just saw a few feet away from the BLU Engineer. Somehow, Soldier wished he could have a more friendly interaction with the BLU Engineer.

In mid air, Soldier's mind wandered back to the occurrence that happened yesterday and he thought of meeting up with the BLU Engineer for a friendly discussion about his Demo and BLU's Soldier.

Without noticing, he landed straight in the BLU Sniper's nest and was now facing a confused and angry Australian. Without another distracting thought, Soldier pulled out his shovel, a smile curled on his lips and knocked his Khukri out of his hand.

The BLU Sniper did put up a fair fight, though. If he can't use his knife or gun, he'll just use whatever he had on him. It was apparently Jarate. Having piss thrown at you and soaking your clothes is no one's cup of tea. But considering both snipers from both team, Soldier could only assume that these two have a serious problem that even lobotomy couldn't fix or cure.

After cornering and beating up the sniper, Soldier pinned him down and, with a strike of his shovel, decapitated the Australian's head. Blood pooled around him as the head rolled off to one side. The sniper's head had its eyes still open wide, mouth slightly agale with a thin stream of blood dripping out from the corner. Could be a great new addition to his head collection.

"I'll send my condolences to your kangaroo wife!" Soldier shouted with a wide grin, knowing no one would hear him anyway. This was a joke he had been perfecting the last week, and now with a chance to do it, Soldier had never felt better.

"Now, aint that just a little rude?" A thick Texan accent called out to him, a hint of mockery in his voice.

Soldier whipped his head around, expecting to see the BLU Engineer standing there with a grin on his face. Instead, he found that it was just his team's engineer, a shotgun in hand and his toolbox next to him. Seemed like he respawned after setting up that dispenser. Soldier wondered if he got shot or backstabbed by a nearby spy.

The RED Soldier was almost relieved that it wasn't a BLU. But, somehow, he really hoped it was.

"Alright boy, quit fooling around and go capture that point!" Engineer shouted, a wide smile on his face as he ran off to the direction of the next available point. Soldier followed, uncertain of whether he should respond or not.

Time was running out, everyone was doing everything in their power to secure victory for themselves. The Heavies and Medics had secured each a point but now are combating for the third. The Spies are trying hard to secure back stabs as well as push the enemy back.

The speakers began blaring, declaring an overtime when the timer ended without anyone noticing. This took the BLU team by surprised, almost like they couldn't believe their ears. With newfound motivation, they pushed forward with even more power than they did before.

The RED immediately saw the change and struggled to keep up with it. Three or four team members on RED's side were already sent to Respawn while the BLU team were down exactly two members.

During the heated mist of overtime, Soldier struggled to stay alive long enough to help their Demoman cap a point. One of his arms was missing and he was bleeding heavily, but he kept moving in order to try and find a dispenser to heal himself. His throat was dry and his voice came out hoarse, his vision started to blur and became increasingly difficult to see under his helmet. Even with the inconvenience, the soldier refused to take the helmet off.

Soldier eventually stumbled towards a dispenser and stopped, letting his vision clear up before anything else can happen. In the corner of his eye, he spotted the BLU Engineer staring it him, a gun held close to his chest.

Soldier didn't even noticed that it was a blue colored dispenser that he stumbled towards. With how desperate his situation looks, Soldied couldn't blame himself for not being more careful. The BLU Engineer stood unmoving, the tinted goggles obscuring his emotions from the near death soldier.

Before Soldier could stumble away from the engineer, a bullet was launched straight through his helmet. The noise rang out througg the battle as the final countdown begins. The BLU Engineer stared at RED Soldier's body, smoke rose from the muzzle of his shotgun and fading into the air.

The BLU Soldier came over with curiosity as to why his engineer was so still. Upon closer inspection, he could see the RED Soldier's remains being picked up by respawn before the Texan turned around to face him.

"It's a tie, Engineer." BLU Soldier said, not expectong to grt much reaction from the engineer. "We weren't able to capture the last point." He explained, watching the engineer relax ever so slightly.

"Well, don't that beat it all." BLU Engineer said with a sigh, letting BLU Soldier lead him back to their base as the sound of the RED team complaining floated by them.

RED Soldier stood in respawn alone, a hand holding onto his helmet and the other clutching his rocket launcher. He heard the announcement as well as the disappointed bickering of each team.

Demo appeared at the door, his head poking around the corner with a rather discontent look on his face.

"We lost, lad. It's a tie." Demo said solemnly, eventually coming around the corner to lean against the doorway.

Soldier didn't say anything, he just nodded and made his way out of the respawn room with Demo following close behind him.

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I was losing motivation while writing this

@darkcloudsatnight I need a moot or someone to read this pls. I'm desperate rn.. You're the only person that I know who likes helmet party

[lilhumanoid]

another new fic!

It's been a tough week. That's always the case for Jessie, James, and Meowth when a month winds down and the rent deadline approaches. Just a day after Jessie and James have a stress-induced fight in their cramped apartment, James receives a cruel letter from his estranged parents. How did they find him here, in what was supposed to be a safe place? It's too much all at once, and James has a full-blown panic attack—his first in years. Luckily, Jessie's there to help.

[AU where the trio have left Team Rocket and are working civilian jobs in the city. Jess + Jim are queerplatonic partners.]

✨ and it's rocketshipping ✨

[voyagerwisp]

Rocket rivals (Butch and Cassidy) centric longfic, now up in complete.

[Rated M, 100k words!!]

[thisarenotarealblog]

Nova: So you're telling me that Giovanni Sakaki, the worlds most ethical man, entirely by accident, made the Suiryoku Power Plant into a prime Zapdos fuck house at low altitude?

[theangrycomet-art]

New Crossing Wires Chap!

[wannabepokemonidol]

"Hello, Kanto!" Nickola yelled happily, standing on the bow of the cruise ship. She was vacationing again, and punch-drunk on the feeling.

This time she was visiting the beautiful regions of Kanto and Johto, coming into Vermillion City and planning to travel across the land.

"Is it your first time visiting Kanto?" Someone asked. Nickola looked over and saw a young boy wearing a hat. There was a pikachu on his shoulder.

"Yes!" She said giddily. "What about you?"

"I'm going home! I've been travelling a long time, and now I'm heading home to Pallet Town. I'm Ash Ketchum by the way!"

"Nickola. I'm from Hoenn myself."

"Oh really? I've been to Hoenn!" he dug through his phone for a minute and then pulled up a picture of a brown-haired girl and a young boy with glasses. "These are my friends, May and Max. Do you know them?"

"Oh, yeah! I've seen May at contests before. She's really good, huh?"

"Yeah, she's the best! Hey, why don't we battle?"

Nickola laughed.

"You're on, kid." Nickola threw out her first pokemon. "Go, Obsidian!"

Ash's Pikachu jumped off of his shoulder and into the makeshift ring.

"Pika-pikachu!"

Obsidian howled in response.

"Oh wow, you have a Houndoom? That's so cool!"

"Obsidian has been my pokemon since I was very young, and we've been through a lot together."

Ash smiled goofily.

"I could say the same thing about me and Pikachu."

"Is that so? Should we begin?"

The battle began.

"Pikachu, use Quick Attack!" Ash called, and Nickola smiled to herself. He was using a weaker starting move to gauge her strength. It reminded her of Anabel, who normally used her first battle with someone at the Battle Frontier to gauge her opponent's strength.

She could tell Ash and his Pikachu were not going to be weak opponents, and neither of them had a type advantage on the other. She knew Quick Attack usually went first, but had pretty low damage. Dealing high damage was probably her best chance here, she decided.

Fire Fang would work well enough for that.

Pikachu attacked Obsidian, and Nickola was surprised by how fast the electric mouse pokemon was. Obsidian went next, but before either trainer could think of their next move, the ship shook horribly.

“Huh?” Ash yelled “What’s going on?”

“Looks like we’ll have to pause our battle for now.” Nickola said, returning Obsidian to his pokeball. The ship was an ocean of noise now, with people screaming and alarms going off. “I think something is wrong.”

Something began to play over the loudspeakers.

“Prepare for trouble,” one voice began and another joined in, saying “And make it double!”

“Oh not Team Rocket again.” Ash said, more annoyed than anything else.

“Huh? Team Rocket?” Nickola knew of them, but had never really encountered them. They had no real presence in Hoenn, which had enough to worry about with Magma and Aqua.

“Let’s go find them before they nab someone’s Pokémon!” Ash said and Nickola agreed. Hopefully, there weren’t many grunts. “They are probably after Pikachu anyway.”

Nickola and Ash walked through the ship, arriving at the bridge. Taking a quick glance through the window, Nickola saw two trainers in white uniforms with a red letter R on it.

“That must be Team Rocket.” Nickola said.

“That’s Jessie and James,” Ash explained. “And then there’s Meowth too.”

It was time for them to confront Team Rocket. They stepped into the room.

“Well, well, well, if it isn’t the Twerp and his little friend.” Jessie greeted as James threw a large switch. A cage dropped down over the duo, trapping them.

Nickola could see that the officers of the ship were tied up in a corner of the room.

“Look at how easy this was. I must say, Jessie, this is one of our best plans. You really can’t beat simplicity.” James gloated, walking over to Ash and trying to grab Pikachu, who let out a mighty shock. James fell to the ground, but rose quickly and dusted off the soot.

“Fine then!” James snapped. “We’ll take the whole ship to the boss! Imagine our reward for a whole ship full of trainer’s Pokémon!”

Team Rocket became distracted by that thought, and Nickola and Ash took advantage.

“Not so fast!” Nickola said, releasing Obsidian from his ball. She posed, somewhat silly. “For threatening my vacation, trying to steal this boy’s Pokémon, and interrupting our battle, I’ll have to punish you! Obsidian, destroy the cage!”

The hell hound Pokémon let out a fierce howl and bounded at the cage bars, destroying them.

Nickola climbed out of the ruined cage, and then held her hand out to help Ash out.

“Hey, how about a double battle?” She asked.

“You’re on!” Ash said. Pikachu chirped in agreement and jumped down from Ash's shoulder.

"Like you'd stand a chance, old-woman!" Meowth snarled.

Nickola was taken aback.

"I am not an old woman! I'm only 21! I just have white hair!"

"A likely story. You really should accept your age." Jessie said snugly. James threw out Weezing and Jessie threw out Arbok.

"Me? an old woman!" Nickola fumed. "Obsidian, use Fire Blast on Arbok!"

"Pikachu, use volt Tackle at the same time!" Ash called. The force of both attacks made Team Rocket blast off again.

Nickola dropped to pet Obsidian, gently checking him over for any injuries, and then giving him a treat.

"We did really good." Nickola said. Ash smiled as he played with Pikachu. Nickola then jumped with a start, running to let the crew officers down. With the officer's freed and Team Rocket gone, the ship was able to arrive safely in Vermillion City.

"Why don't I walk you home? I want to make sure you get home okay. Just in case you run into Team Rocket again."

"Sure, the more the merrier." Ash said. "Oh! That way we can battle some more too."

"Yeah." Nickola laughed.

[boredomincarnate16]

Remember seeing this Yo-Kai Watch x Pokémon (not in a shipping way, lol) fanfic, and one of the parts of it made me realize... Team Rocket has no way to counter Nate's Yo-Kai Watch. Sure, they can try capturing him, with seemingly no escape, but he can just summon Mirapo, Miradox, or Mircle to escape. They can't just steal his Yo-Kai Watch, since he already has a few other Yo-Kai Watches at his disposal, like how, in the comic, based on the Summoning Songs, he has the White Yo-Kai Watch and the Model U. And lastly, if they try kidnapping his Yo-Kai, he can just summon them with his watch. In short: The Yo-Kai Watch solos Team Rocket, lol. Oh right! Here's the fanfic, if you're interested!

[fandomstars]

hey so how do you think Pokemon James would deal with having a crush where the trio ambushes crush to steal their pokemon and crush is like “Stop this for a second… I got something to tell you”. And their like “HA CANT TALK YOUR WAY OUT OF THIS”. And crush is like “Fine then. I guess I won’t tell you that I ran into some crazy red head who’s asking around for a certain blue haired guy who’s apparently her fiancée. Don’t know what her deal is tbh” *Jessabell is in the area and is looking for James. And his crush had run into her earlier and got a bad feeling. Then crush happened to run into the trio and decided to warn them cuz felt kind of bad for James possibly running into this red head*. At some point, Jessabell shows up?

What in the…. (James x GN Reader)

He hadn’t realized who he, Meowth, and Jessie had tried to steal one’s Pokemon until he caught their eyes.

“Oh hey James, what’s new?”

It didn’t take long for their Pokemon to take down Meowth, and Jessie wouldn’t admit she was curious how the trainer and James were relationship wise, so she backed off.

“Uh…..”

Jessie couldn’t back away after that pathetic excuse, “We’re here to steal your Pokemon!”

“Yeah!….I mean no?” Looking nervously at the reader’s Pokemon as they looked back at him with a glare.

“Well look, before we do the whole “You won’t get my Pokemon Team Rocket!” bit, there is something I need to tell you James.”

Jessie couldn’t help but laugh, “You can’t talk yourself out of a battle for your Pokémon!”

Meowth rolled his eyes as he knew that wasn’t what Jessie was on about.

James meanwhile was a blushing mess, could they possibly feel the sa-

“So I ran into this red-haired chick that could be Jessie’s long lost twin or something. Kept ranting about her blue-haired fiancée and so on….”

James paled as his eyes grew wide, “Oh no….not HER.”

“Uh you the blue hair fiancee?” James shook his head back and forth, trying to not feel hurt by their low tone.

“NO! Well technically my parents arranged the whole thing, but I DON’T WANT TO MARRY HER! It’s why I joined Team Rocket, to get away from her. Besides, I have feelings for someone else.”

Now Reader’s Pokemon and Meowth are sitting in the background with matching grins as Jessie had to hold herself from laughing as James’s face turned red.

“Well EXCUSE ME!”

And James went back to pale mode as he slowly arched his neck as he sees the most terrifying beast on the planet, the one of his nightmares, the one he swore Giovanni would even wince at….

“Here’s Jessabell.” Jessie muttered.

Reader looks between the two girls, “Uh, so long lost twin?”

Jessie shakes her head, “As if I’d want to be related to that.”

Jessabell gasps and glares at Jessie, but looks back to James who wished he had taught his Inkay teleport (whether it was possible he didn’t care at the moment) just so he could get away.

“Uh look lady, James isn’t interested in this whole arranged marriage.”

Jessabell now sets her eyes on the reader with a Sharpedo growl, “And who might you be?”

“My date.”

All heads swiveled to James (with Meowth and Pokemon now laughing out loud), who was red as a Voltrob.

Reader might have been blushing too, especially when the two made eye contact.

“Well you heard him.” Jessie says before she snaps her fingers, which surprise to Reader, has their Pokemon suddenly unleash a hyper beam at Jessabell, who then blasts off in a familiar view.

“Well that was quick.” Meowth said.

“You like me?” Reader asks James who could only nod viciously, making the reader smile bright before going over to kiss him.

“A happy ending for once, so, Meowth find any food in (Y/N)’s bag?” Jessie asks.

Said trainer didn’t even care as they were just in bliss.

[flossflowergarden]

I finally updated my fic!

[nooowestayandgetcaught]

Goodnight!

read on AO3

~1k, Misty & Jessie & Togepi & Jigglypuff, G-rating, Canon AU Summary: Sometimes having a Jigglypuff around comes in handy! Like for fouling Team Rocket's dastardly plans!

[shigerussato]

the rewrite i’ve been promising for a long while haha. enjoy 🤗