#ula'ula island

[fad1d]

[alloftimeandspacetosee]

Recruiting Kite

And here are the people who induced Jay's Gender Panic, only I can't remember if this is before or after she meets them actually. Possibly before. Timeline's kinda. not something I have looked at recently.

Anyway! writing! very blatantly based on... The Other Side from The Greatest Showman bc I couldn't not, y'know?

~

Onni watches as the Skull grunt slinks into the bar, their shock of bright yellow hair hardly hidden under their cap.

 “That one. Really?” Brass, standing beside Onni, sighs. “Tapu knock some sense into you! You do realise she’s legend-touched, right?

 “You think they look female?” Onni tilts their head. “Huh.”

 “What - oh, would you focus! That isn’t the issue here.” Brass rolls his eyes. “They aren’t all worth saving, Onni.”

 “This one is,” Onni replies. “Just - trust me, alright?” They turn to study Brass. “Please.”

 Brass meets Onni’s eyes and sighs. “Fine. I do, I do, I just...” He rubs at his forehead with his hand. “Just - don’t expect us to pay your ransom, alright?”

 Onni laughs and reaches to kiss Brass’ cheek. “I'm too lucky for that.” They brush down their skirt.

 “Course you are.” Brass squints into the shadow behind Onni’s head, as if he can see something there. “And you’re just going to walk in there.”

 “Bold as.” Onni grins. “I’ll be back with a sweet new act before you know it.”

 “We don’t need one, Onni! Literally no room for another act!” Brass calls after them.

 “You’re going to love it!” Onni waves back at him, and enters the bar.

 The bar is muted and dusky and mostly empty.

 Onni lets the door go behind them and searches out the Skull grunt they saw walk in here.

 They’re at the bar, sitting on one of the stools and hunched over a tall glass.

 Onni slides into the seat next to them and double-taps the bar.

 Gloriana squints at Onni and rolls her eyes but says nothing as she makes up a milkshake.

 The Skull grunt flicks a glance at Onni and then away again.

 They really are quite pretty, under the grime; electric yellow hair just long enough to peek out from under the floppy cap, dusky smooth skin – darker than Onni, even – and long eyelashes over deep brown eyes. The standard issue Skull uniform isn’t doing them any favours, but even so.

 “Dude, quit staring.”

 “Just wondering what you’re doing down here, that’s all.”

 “Planning the next ruckus, obviously.” Their lips twisted around the words, bitter, as if parroting someone else.

 Onni laughs.

 One of the regulars behind them grunts, and Onni swivels on their chair to tilt their head at him, raising an eyebrow. “D’you cause many ruckuses?”

 The regular – Martin, Onni thinks – casts him a disparaging look but turns back to the cards in his hand.

 “Here.” Gloriana puts Onni’s milkshake down on the bar, sliding a coaster underneath.

 “Team Skull, dude. Everyone knows it.” They tug at their top.

 Onni spins back to face the bar. “Ah, so it’s not that you plan ruckus, just that it happens. Because reputation.”

 “Why d’you care?”

 Onni takes a long drink through the straw.

 The Skull grunt watches Onni and then shakes their head, slipping down from their seat.

 “Because I reckon there’s something more for you,” Onni calls, as their hand touches the door handle. “More than those walls and distrust y’all have built around yourselves.”

 “Yeah?” The grunt hesitates.

 “I can get you free of it,” Onni says, one elbow on the bar as they turn their seat to face the door. “For something a bit more colourful. And sure, it’s still ruckus, but it’s ruckus people’ll pay you for.”

 “We get money out of them either way.” But they haven’t opened the door.

 “So you don’t wanna play a different part?” Onni starts to grin.

 “What sort of part are we talking?” They turn around.

 Onni slides to their feet. “Something a li’l bit crazy.”

 “I know crazy.”

 “It’s not conventional.”

 “Not like I’m king of that here, am I?” The grunt grins.

 “How do you feel about flying?”

 The grin slides from the grunt’s face. “I enjoy what I do and I’m not trapped. Not anymore.”

 “Never - never said you were.” Onni hurries to get between the grunt and the door. “Just - hear me out, ok?”

 The grunt backs off before Onni can touch them.

 “Circus work. Trapeze and swinging and massive crowds watching everything you do and loving every minute of it.”

 The grunt laughs. “We don’t pick up peanut shells.” But they move back towards the bar, towards their abandoned drinks. “I’m good with what I do. We’re free, and I don’t need to see anything else.”

 Onni hesitates. “Ok, sure.” They follow the grunt back to the bar and lean their elbow on it.

 “Go on, do like you do.” The grunt flaps a hand at Onni. “I’ll keep doing me. I’m doing fine.”

 “Sure look it.” Onni studies them as they take a long drink. “Drowning your sorrows, is it?”

 “I’ve already been disowned once, I’m not going there again.”

 Onni clicks their mouth shut and looks down at their drink. “Sorry.”

 They grunt and shrug.

 “But.” Onni slides back into the seat. “You’re aching for something, and I think I – we – can help. I get that Team Skull is your family, but you don’t seem very... happy.”

 They snort again. “You’re dancing around everything anyway. Circus, great. What’s the pay like?”

 “Better than Team Skull, I assume.”

 “You know nothing.”

 “It’s...” Onni wrinkles his nose. “You really think it’s gonna cost you to leave?”

 “Sure.”

 “You’ll get same as the rest of us.”

 “Somewhere to stay.”

 “It’s caravans and tents, and sometimes a hotel.”

 “Food?”

 “Standard fare. Wanna get fancy, gotta buy it yourself. And you don’t have to hide. This thing you’re scared of-”

 “I’m not scared of anything,” the grunt hisses, turning to snarl into Onni’s face. “Got that?”

 “People wouldn’t be ashamed of you, either,” Onni replies, not backing down. “They’d be cheering you. You’d be one of us, praised and loved for your talents, bringing joy, not just... what, picking locks and stealing stuff?” Onni’s eyes drop to the edge of the grunt’s sleeve, under which the imprint of yellow feathers can be seen around their elbow. “Playing about with electronics?”

 The grunt tugs their sleeve down lower. “How can you promise that?”

 “Seen it happen. Trust me.” Onni extends a hand.

 “I don’t know that I do.”

 “Listen, just... I think Team Skull isn’t really for you, and... and you could spark a lot of joy with us.”

 The grunt pulls back. “How - do you know?”

 “I know things.” Onni shrugs. “Or it was a lucky guess, take your pick.”

 Something giggles around the corner of the bar, almost out of earshot.

 “I don’t have full control of it,” the grunt says.

 “You don’t have to straight away. Got to learn all the ropes first.”

 “I can cause black outs.”

 “You’ll light up the night sky.” Onni still has a hand extended. “I promise.”

 “That’s a pretty big promise.” The grunt wavers their hand, almost as if they were going to take Onni’s.

 “I reckon you can deliver.” Onni grins. “C’mon. Arm’s getting tired over here.”

 The grunt shrugs and laughs and takes Onni’s hand. “Fine. Fine! I’ll join your circus, I guess.”

 “Excellent.” Onni shakes their hand. “I’m Onni. I lost my gender subscription, but if you gotta use pronouns, they/them works.”

 The grunt blinks at them.

 “That alright by you?” Onni applies just a little bit extra pressure to their handshake.

 “Oh - no, yeah that’s fine. I’m... Kite. I use ve/vis.” Ve taps vis hand against the bar. “Genderfluid.”

 Onni grins. “Delightful. Kite, you’re doing great things already.” They release vis hand.

 “I... I am?”

 “Sure! Just helped me win a bet with Brass.”

 Kite snorts, shaking vis head. “Right.” Ve drains off the rest of vis drink. “You just gotta do one thing for me first.”

 “Oh?”

 Kite grins. “Come with me to tell Guzma I’m leaving.”

 Onni hesitates.

 “Or I could... not join your circus, as you so obviously want me to.”

 “You’ve already agreed! Applying terms afterwards is just rude.”

 “Well, you know us Team Skull types.” Kite laughs. “No manners. Take what you can.” Ve gets to his feet. “But if you’d rather not...”

 “Right now?”

 “No time like the present. Or – looking at it another way – I should be heading back. Done what I need to.”

 “Wallow over a milkshake?” Onni raises their eyebrows.

 “Wouldn’t you like to know.” Kite raises a hand, heading towards the door. “See you!”

 Onni flickers a glance between the door and Kite’s back and their milkshake. They groan and drain the drink and hurry after Kite. “You’re going to be trouble I can tell.”

 “Yes.” Kite grins, holding the door open. “Yes I am.”

[guiltknight-gaming]

Pokemon Sun Episode 101: Exploring Ula'ula Island

[oceandiagonale]

Actually, Guzman is his spanish name.

OH YEAH some other folks pointed that out too, makes sense since it's an irl Spanish name (probably why I see it around a lot!) 😳

(normally it's a surname, I've only seen it used as a first name once in a blue moon -- but also in the pokemon world it's pretty clear that naming conventions aren't the same lol)

[oktaviaslabyrinth]

Route 10 on Ula'ula Island // Pokémon Sun & Moon (2016)

[soft5ku11]

OK OK SO THEY DROPPED THE CHARACTER DESIGN NOTES FOR TEAM SKULL IM ABOUT TO BE VERY NORMAL EVERYONE SIT DOWN LETS SUMMARISE SOME STUFF

Guzma was originally described as being 6'2, rather than 6'5 when comparing models in the game to each other.

Guzma originally had a more "rider" based design brief, presumably something akin to a cowboy/biker (explains why the grunts in the anime rode motorbikes considering the scrapped magnezone ride was used in the anime as well so u see what i mean there's a through-line)

Team Skull was originally formed through Guzma, rather than the one line of dialogue in the games saying it formed from a power struggle after the leader of the group existing before it (a kahuna) was struck down by Tapu Bulu

Plumeria and Guzma were originally dating and were to have a lot more time on screen together, culminating with a breakup and Plumeria leaving Team Skull

Plumeria is of asian descent

Plumeria is 5'7

She never had friends her own age, lived with her grandmother and left her trailer-home on (presumably) route 13 to become a trainer and lessen the burden on her grandmother.

Guzma was initially 21 and Plumeria 19 at the stage of development where these leaked character profiles were written and used

Plumeria's skull tats were originally on her shoulders, and they would be more exposed than in her final design

Plumeria is fundamentally part of the itty bitty titty committee (and also the no-ass family)

Plumeria was born on Ula'ula island

Guzma and Plumeria were fucking shafted why were they never on screen together until the credits of Ultra i hate my life

Guzma originally had long dark hair in the style of a pompadour (thank god they didn't do that)

i am SO normal right now i am BUZZING even if half of this info is irrelevant or ret-conned by the final canon i'm so glad my characterisation of Guzma is extremely close to the original profile they wrote about him. I'm also surprised how much of Plumeria got cut and not even put in the postgame where it couldve been quite nicely added in like how Guzma has a post-game moment as well.

Also they confirmed Lusamine is 42 so this is all her mid-life crisis LMAOOOO

[leggerefiore]

Monsters

cw: angst, nanu not liking Ultra Beasts, comfort

pairing: Nanu/Reader

The Kahuna of Ula'Ula Island felt like he was a lot of things in life. His duties as one chosen by a Tapu were unavoidable, especially while living on its island. He would prefer not to invoke the wrath of the guardian deity, already having seen what damage it could do when its sacred land was built upon without its permission. Nanu took some responsibility for that. He had not done more to stop them, but those land developers seemed more than eager to go with or without getting the Tapu's approval, much less his own. It was inevitable that nature's wrath would come onto them.

His duties as a cop were some he could ignore more often. He would admit to looking the other way quite often toward whatever idiotic things Team Skull got into. A bunch of delinquents really were not a main concern for him. Besides, he knew they were a bit scared of the Tapu, so they typically tried to stay on his good side. That boss of theirs was not so dumb as to piss off a cop and Kahuna. Tapu Bulu already seemed to the curse the place they chose to reside in with constant rain. Acerola also liked to send random people his way to get help. He would only complain to himself in private.

His duties as self-assigned guardian of Acerola were taken decently seriously. The girl had lost her entire family… He knew someone needed to look out for her, and there were few willing to take up such a task. Except for him. It was some unknown reason that drew him in and made him watch over the girl. She trusted him easily and often relied on him as much as anyone would their own parent. Her choice of word to call him showed how close that bond really was. So frequently she would simply show up and pester him, while he simply let it happen. Nanu was quite weak about the girl. If he could have nothing good in this life, he wanted her to have all that he could not.

He had taken his duties as an International Police officer seriously up until he saw that beast for what it was. Those days felt contrasted horribly to the peaceful existence he subsided in on Alola. Endless efforts to thwart organisations and their various maddening plans. Rocket was one he quite always had his sights on. It stung a bit to hear an eleven-year-old did what he failed to do. The ambition of youth, he felt. Meeting that kid, grown up now, on Alola had been an experience. Grimsley had insisted he visit the Battle Tree and luck would have it that one of the proprietors of the battle facility had been that boy. It almost made him feel more decrepit than he already did.

He had left his previous job due to his guilt and disillusionment, after all.

It had been unforgivable.

Ultra Beasts were simply something that would never sit right with him.

The Aether Foundation's research left him worried more often than not, and he swore himself to preventing any further harm caused by Ultra Wormholes or the creatures that came from him. The Tapu seemed to feel his spirit with that. He simply could never accept them after seeing the horrible things they were capable of and all the pain they caused. Sure, pokemon could be dangerous, but these creatures were inherently agitated by bring displaced and capable of unknown things.

This was all to say… He felt shocked when you were seen petting one. Sure, it was small and seemingly non-threatening, but he was instantly on edge with the Beast Ball clearly on the ground beside you. Why…? The creature was clearly close to you, but he kept thinking of worst-case scenarios. What if it… attacked you? It had liquid on its head— Easily it could shoot that out at you to unknown effects. He tensed up. Losing you felt like a sick nightmare. Failing to protect someone he was so unfortunately close to would actually kill him.

You seemed to notice him soon after and motion him over. He approached you carefully, having his Persian out as a backup for if anything went awry. You introduced him to the creature, calling it Poipole and saying you got it from those two weirdos that the Aether Foundation kept around. He nodded his head. With each passing moment he felt his nervousness pique and suffocate him slowly. Why did you get so involved with that entire situation? The thought of you going into Ultra Wormholes was a maddening thought. He had been utterly wrecked by the news from Hapu.

Looker and Anabel had found him when they came to visit, shocked to see him in such a state. Both instantly understood when he explained what had happened. Though, your return has comforted him as he waited at the altar. You were shocked when he approached you caught you in an embrace, almost shaking. It seemed you understood that he was mortified in that moment. Such a blatant vulnerability exposed by him was no common sight. He refused to let you go for so long afterward. It had almost been suffocating.

This development had only made him paranoid.

How often were you venturing into Ultra Space...? The thought of you getting lost out there was horrifying. Now you had an Ultra Beast in your roster. He bit his tongue. It felt impossible to express his thoughts. You could not understand the horrors he saw. His failures haunting his mind at every opportunity. A hand came to rest over your own, making you glance at him. You put it away into its ball as he felt himself become a bit more relieved.

“… Nanu?” your voice cut through the air like a blade.

“… They're dangerous,” is all he said, “I've seen the worst they can do.”

It suddenly hit you.

“They're not all like that,” you attempted to reassure him. His eyes grew more lidded as he turned out to stare at the ocean. There was no way you could convince him of anything like that. Leaning into his side, you wondered just what he saw. His lips were sealed on the topic – It was something far too painful to even recount. “Nanu…” You tried to stir his attention.

“I can't lose you,” he suddenly spoke, crimson eyes peering into you, “… Don't… do this, please.” His hand squeezed your own far too tightly. You felt your eyes unable to break from his gaze. Nanu was never this kind of desperate. Your heart hurt at the sight, but… Shaking your head, you refused his request. His eyes went wide.

“Nanu, if we learn more about them, we can mitigate issues—” You tried to explain. He simply stood up and left, rushing away in almost a trance. You stood behind, shocked by his sudden behaviour.

~

“Hello,” a voice called out to you. A day had passed since that incident, and you had not seen much of Nanu. Even hanging out the Po Town station proved to be fruitless. Turning towards the voice, you spied a man in a kimono approaching you. Grimsley. The man had been a sudden visitor that Nanu apparently had invited. Somehow, they were old friends. He sighed and looked exhausted himself – The dark circles that were prominent under his eyes had become even worse. “… You certainly know how to put a man through a ringer, don't you?” he chuckled, “I don't think I've ever seen that old man in such a state.”

You tensed up at the notification of Nanu's condition. He really seemed unable to handle the thought of you having Ultra Beasts around. You knew he had issues with them, but… Grimsley placed a hand on your shoulder. “Man, oh, man,” he had an oddly smug expression on his face, “Why is ol' Grimsley playing mediator for you two?” You actually shuddered at that thought. The Unovan clearly was not the best when it came to relationships. Really, you could not recall the number of people you had seen him with since he arrived. “Look, I'm not sure of the details myself, but Nanu has some issues with Ultra Beasts,” he cut in to your thoughts, “I'm not the type to dictate what others do and neither is he, but he's utterly terrified of losing you.” He placed a hand on his hip with an exasperated movement. You nodded.

Honestly, there had been times you worried he was only bearing you because he was too exhausted to say no, but this recent development had completely shelved that idea. Still, you felt bad for worrying him. Grimsley took notice of this and shook his head. “… I don't think it's on you,” he shrugged. Then, he disappeared with a promise that he would be sending Nanu your way.

~

“… Hey,” you looked up from the bench in Malie Garden to see the very man himself finally. He held a tea in his hand as he sat beside you. It was rare to say that he looked worse for wear, but he certainly did. “… I apologise. I shouldn't have acted like that,” Nanu suddenly spoke. You were caught completely off-guard by his apology. “I… I understand you don't know, so I must have seemed completely like an ass,” he continued, “… I just don't want to lose you.” The last part was spoken the gritted teeth. It made you chuckle a bit.

“… I'm not going to stop, you know,” you told him. He nodded. A sigh came from you. The Kahuna could not meet your eyes. “… Do… you think you could tell me about it?” He bit his lip. That was a no… Some things were just painful to say. “Nanu…” You placed a hand on his shoulder, “You know I'm strong enough to handle myself.” He nodded. The Tapus had challenged you themselves to see your strength. You would be fine, but he still felt terrified. Leaning in to him, you kissed his cheek. Instantly, he tensed up.

“… Fine…” He turned to you, “I trust you, okay?” His eyes gazed into your own. “… You make everything more painful, I swear…” the grumble made you laugh. It felt better already to be on good terms with him. Meeting his lips this time, you kissed him. It lasted for a moment until he broke it. “… Acerola asked me if I was getting divorced. She was in tears.”

You burst out into hysterics at that one.

[ghost-pokemon-appreciator]

Adoption masterpost

This is a masterpost of pokemon up for adoption at the Children of the Moon Sanctuary on Ula'Ula Island in alola, if you want to adopt any of them and you're in another region that's no problem we'll send them over to you

Rick Gastly

Species: gastly

Gender:♂️

Nature: naughty

Important info: no special needs

Nico

Species: nickit

Gender:♂️

Nature:relaxed

Important info: paralyzed back legs needs wheel chair

Loki & Sylvie

Species: Zoroark

Genders:♂️&♀️

Natures: impish & cautious

Important info: amputees, bonded pair

Matcha (adopted)

Species: sinistcha

Gender: ♀️

Nature: bold

Important info: great emotional support mon but also loves to battle

Espada

Species: honedge

Gender: ♂️

Nature: Lax

Important info: no special needs

Daenerys (Smaug & Falkor)

Species: Dragapult (and dreepies)

Gender(s): ♀️ (♂️ & ♂️)

Nature: serious (naughty & jolly)

Important info: food sensitivities will give special food when adopted and will tell you where you can get the food

Fifi

Species: Linoone (galar)

Gender: ♀️

Nature: timid

Important info: paralyzed back legs, needs a wheel chair

Candycorn (candy) (adopted)

Species: pumpkaboo (regular size) (chimera color patern)

Gender: ♀️

Nature: naive

Important info: blind in one eye, but loves to battle

Michael

Species: greavard

Gender: ♂️

Nature: quirky

Important info: heart problems would not recommend for a battle team

Sean

Species:shedinja

Gender: ♂️

Nature: sassy

Important info: no special needs

Lock, Shock, and Barrel (adopted)

Species: shuppets and a banette (mega)

Genders: ♂️ ♀️ ♂️

Natures: impish, sassy, naughty

Important info: bonded trio, barrel is permanently mega from an experiment

Meira

Species: Corsola (galar)

Gender: ♀️

Nature: Lonely

Important info: has asthma not recommended for a battle team

Maxwell (spoken for)

Species: mimikyu

Gender: ♂️

Nature: lonely

Important info: has separation anxiety, came from an abusive household, would only adopt out to someone with other pokemon

[pokemonvillainadventures]

🎧🖤☠️🪲🎧🖤☠️🪲🎧🖤☠️🪲🎧🖤☠️🪲

✿ ⁺ 🎀‧₊˚🩹⋆ ✩ ✿ ⁺ 🎀‧₊˚🩹⋆ ✩ ✿ ⁺ 🎀‧₊˚🩹⋆

Current Team:

Sylveon, Gothitelle, Ribombee, Comfey, Vivillon (Marine)

Guzma:

•A few weeks had passed since your outing with Guzma and in that time you've gotten accustomed to the rest of the gang.

•You spend your days, battling, hanging out, and going on more adventures with Guzma that the two of you had gotten pretty close.

•Today was like amy other day in Alola, sunny, hot and perfect for some battling and relaxing.

•Sitting amongst the many flowers of Ula'Ula Medow you brush your Ribombee, thanking them for giving it their all against Guzma.

•Guzma: *Stretching before seating himself next to you* Augh! Haha you did pretty good out there today. Swore you almost had me beat this time.

•(Y/N): *Giggling* Hmpf You really think so?

•Guzma: Ehhh. .

•You playful punch his side while your Ribombee proceeds to circle around Guzma.

•Guzma: Haha hey! I do mean it! You're crew put up a good fight. Shame you don't have more.

•(Y/N): Tsk well you knowww, you could just not use all your team!

•Guzma: And wheres the fun in that? *Guzma is now petting your Ribombee* From what it sounds like you just don't want to get another member. Why is that?

•You sort of give him a side glare, not the mean kind, more along the "are you seriously asking that?" variety.

•Looking you up and down, Guzma laughs to himself while ruffling his hair.

•Guzma: Right! Right! You have your theme thing going on.

•(Y/N): *You playfully scoff* As if! Says the guy who only specializes in one type!

•Guzma: Come onnn! That ain't so strange now. Plenty of trainers specialize in one type! Not that many have a theme as intense as yours though. *he starts waving his hands to try and backpeddle once he sees the lool on your face* Not.. Not that it's weird or anything! Just makes it pretty limiting. Hmmm.

•Guzma starts to think about any Pokemon that would come to mind that might align with your style.

•(Y/N): Hehe. Any grand ideas genius?

•Guzma: *He waves you off* Tsk girl let me think!

•You roll your eyes. Typical leave it to the bug specialist to only have bugs on his mind. This wasn't the first case his bug brain got you in hot water. Barely scrapped by during last weeks triva night when the topic of "who:s that pokemon" was assigned to his and yours team. You were doing so well up until that poimt until Mr."The bad boss who beats you down and never loses" made you look like a fool due to his lack of pokemon knowledge beyond just bugs!

•To be fair it's not like you had any luck either. Growing up you only familiarized yourself with Pokemon that you deemed "pretty" to some extent.

•Which became your downfall when forming a proper team for the Alola Trials as you became the picky type when searching for Mons'.

•Being on an island was already limiting in its own right to the kinds of Pokemon that could inhabit it so sucking it up and traveling with three Pokemon has been your norm thus far.

•The sound of Guzma standing up rapidly only to shout "I got it!", snapped you back into reality.

•He was holding out his hand ushering you to stand were he promptly started dragging you along near the docks.

•(Y/N): Yo Yoahhhh! Whe. . where are we going?!!

•Guzma: Uhh the boats? Where else?

•(Y/N): Isn't it a bit early to be going on some grand adventure right now?

•Guzma: Nope! Perfect time! Ain't no one's gonna be around besides us taking that boat to Akala.

•(Y/N): What?!? I thought you hated leaving Ula'Ula island? Besides aren't you kinda banned from taking the boats?

•Guzma: Yeah so? What are they gonna do, fight me? Now move it or lose it! I wanna get to Akala and off of it as soon as I can!

•(Y/N) *Catching up to Guzma's speed* Ack! Alright! Arceus you're so pushy!

✿ ⁺ 🎀‧₊˚🩹⋆ ✩ ✿ ⁺ 🎀‧₊˚🩹⋆ ✩ ✿ ⁺ 🎀‧₊˚🩹⋆

•Walking through Lush Jungle you couldn't believe how peaceful this place could be. Thanks to your trial and all the trainers, you hardley spent any time in this forest.

•Since it was stupid early in the morning any trainers that did cross your path quickly turned the other way when the noticed Guzma with you.

•The hum of pinsirs and wooshing sounds of trees swaying made this forrest feel otherworldly. Being able to walk past various Pokemon from Butterfrees to Morelulls was lovely as well. From what you remember from your trial, many of the Pokemon were hiding away from the comotion of trainers and of those that were around fled the scene when the Totem Laurantis appeared.

•Walking around aimlessly, admiring all that was around you, Guzma had finally pulled you back to reality, calling you over to show you something.

•(Y/N): Ouhh uh Yeah! I'm coming! *You run over to where you heard his voice as your body is pulled to the ground* Dude! Warn a girl next time you want to get all handsy!!

•Guzma: Shhhs if you stay quiet we can get this done and over with before more people spot me!

•(Y/N): Oh! SORRY! Ever the informative are we? You have a terrible habit of being so secretive you know that?

•Guzma: SHH!

•(Y/N): UGh!

•Sitting in awkward silence you begin to wonder what you guys were waiting in a bush for. Well logic would dictate it has to be a Pokemon but what did Guzma know that you didn't? There were nothing but bug types and fomantis around that didn't exactly interest you.

•Waiting and waiting and waiting some more you jolt into alertness when Guzma starts rapidly tapping on your shoulders trying to guide your sight to what he spotted.

•Guzma: Look! Look! Look!

•(Y/N): Whatttt! I'm looking. I'm Looking!

•Guzma: *He spins you around so that you can face his direction. He points to a nearby clearing* See! Now's your chance!

•(Y/N): Chance for whaaa whoahh!

•You've been pushed into the clearing where a Comfey can be seen flying about. The Pokemon is a bit frightened by the sudden appearance of you, but it doesn't immediately run away.

•(Y/N): *You turn back to face Guzma* So this is what you dragged me out here for?!

•Guzma: Yes! Now quit talking and get to catching that Comfey before it runs away!!

•Turning back to face the wild Comfey you noticed it was gone. Feeling a tad sad you let it get away, and after all the waiting Guzma did, you turn to face Guzma again but there was the Comfey. It was entrenched, as it circled your body with awe and wonder. You were wearing a pastel yellow dress, with a nice fluffy petticoat underneath. The pattern resembled a florgess playing amongst a field of wildflowers and sparkles. This wild comfey must have mistaken the flowers and ruffles to be real petals as it inched closer to get a better look.

•You slowly reached out to it, as it drew back only to realize that your hand wasn't a threat. The comfey allowed you to gently stroke it  but any more than that and you were sure it would run away.

•Your other hand began to search for any pokeballs tucked away in your bag. Finding one and presenting it to the comfey you were surprised when it brushed up against it. It didn't go in just yet. Flying back into the middle of the clearing the Comfey looked at you with seriousness and determination in its eyes.

•Guzma: *smugly* I think you're gonna have to earn its capture dollface!

•(Y/N): *shrugging* at least its giving me the time of day. I was for sure it was gonna fly away the second I popped up.

•The comfey waiting in anticipation you decided to send out your Ribombee as the battle began.

•(Y/N): Ribombee use Pollen Puff! *a blast of pollen knocks the comfey back yet despite the shove it seems unscaved* Wait .  uhhh? I thought that was for sure a knockout or at least a bigger impact.

•Guzma is currently cackling in the bushes at your confused state.

•Guzma: Ahah oh man. . gets em every time.

•(Y/N): Huh? Ah! Wait Ribombee dodge that! *The comfey goes for a sweet kiss which your Ribombee narrowly dodges*

•Guzma: Listen (Y/N), bug moves ain't gonna do shit.

•(Y/N): *to yourself* Oh great! Another Pokemon who looks nothing like its type.

•With a failed Pollen Puff you decided to go with a dazzling gleam which didn't do a whole lot either but at least it was slightly more effective.

•Despite its flowery appearance this Comfey was tough, huh sounds familiar. This onlt made you want to get them even more.

•With a bit more dazzling gleams you noticed the Comfey was getting weaker but your own Ribombee wasn't doing so hot either.

•Welp this was your only chance to make it work and you only had three Pokeballs on your person.

•Throwing one, the Comfey went out of it as quickly as it went in.

•Damn. It must not be that weak yet. Standing in that forrest you tried thinking of a strategy that would make this Comfey weaker without knocking it out. Another dazzling gleam would be too strong but maybe another pollen puff would do the trick but would that not be enough and if so would your Ribombee survive the next attack? You decided to give it a shot with Pollen Puff again, and lucky for you the Comfey survived. Now you just had to make sure Ribombee had the stamina to dodge.

•Flying around Ribombee was unfortunately unable to dodge the next attack but with grit it held out for you. You needed to catch this Comfey or your certain Ribombee wouldn't be able to hold on any longer. Attempting for the second time you threw the Pokeball and in Comfey went.

•*Shake Shake Shake*

•But it broke out. Damn.

•Not wanting to subject Ribombee any longer to the battle you decided to throw your last Pokeball praying to Arceus that it would work. The Pokeball began to shake again.

•*Shake. Shake. Shake.*

•*Click*

•A sigh of relief left your body as you ran to your new friend.

•Picking up the Pokeball you excitedly showed it off to Guzma who looked just as relieved as you did that the process was now done. The sun shown brighly between the tree tops as a gentle breeze filled the air. It was quiet. . . too quiet.

•Your celebration was short lived as the ground shook beneath your feet. Looking at the time on your phone it read 12:38. From the sounds of the shaking and the timing you knew that Mallow's trial was starting soon as the Totem Guardian Laurantis was currently walking around the forest.

•(Y/N): Uhhh Guzma . . we need to

•Guzma: Leave!! Yep already on it.

•The two of you start booking it trying to avoid the foliage and any trainers now entering the forrest. Looking back at the clearing your eyes go wide as the totem Laurantis is already hot on its pursuit towards you. For all it knows you to are just normal trial goers and sees no reason to stop.

•Trying to high tail it faster, running in heeled boots was not doing you any favors.

•(Y/N): Guzma!!! Wait!!!!

•He turns back to look at you, sighs, and runs back to grab you.

•In a blur you no longer feel the ground beneath your feet as Guzma has lifted your body and is currently carrying you bridal style out the forest and back to the docks.

•You only look up at him, blushing madly at him carrying you like this, as you grip onto his shoulders.

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•Catching your breath on the boat you didn't pay any mind to the onlookers as you laughed along with Guzma about what went down today.

•(Y/N): *Giggles* I can't believe you managed to carry me and run that fast at the same time!

•Guzma: Well yeah? I was fighting for my life! You know if someone *He says poking at your cheek* decided to wear something else besides heals I wouldn't have had to worry.

•(Y/N): *You playfully tease* Awww you worry about meeee?

•Guzma: Tsk you know I should have just left you in the forest.

•(Y/N): Hahhehe but cha didn't!

•Guzma: *rolls eyes*

•(Y/N): Besides I think you liked carrying me! My knight in shining sweatpants. I mean why else did you feel the need to still carry me even out of the forest.

•Guzma: *blushes* Shu. Shut up. I was just rushing to get us back to the boat.

•(Y/N): Hmmm alright whatever you say, but *snicker* hahaha you still almost tripped on the pyukumuku!

•Guzma: It ain't MY fault those damn things are so tiny. Your boi almost ate shit today and here you are . . laughing!

•(Y/N): *in a semi-mermer* well it wasss kinda funny.

•Guzma: *blushing* yeah whatever.

•You enjoy this peaceful moment with Guzma as the boat pulls into Ula'Ula docks.

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•A few days have passed since you got Comfey and she's been a sweetheart to the team. Getting to train and battle with her has been nothing but amazing yet, like always, it still wasn't enough to defeat Guzma. You've pretty much brushed the idea of ever getting to beat him, instead focusing on ever loss as an opportunity to grow and learn.

•On this particular day most of the local tourists were gone leaving many of the city life for the locals. You took the opportunity to have a small psudo-date with Guzma to get food and tapu coacoa, luckily at a different spot this time.

•Loking up from your cell, you noticed Guzma was towering over you.

•(Y/N): Oh hey! I didn't even hear you come in! How are you?

•Guzma: *shrugging and grinning* Eh not terrible. That comfey of yours any stronger yet or are you ready to accept defeat?

•(Y/N): *scoffing* Hey well you're not entirely wrong. I don't think I stand a chance unless I have as many Pokemon as you do . . but eh that's definitely not gonna happen.

•Guzma: And what makes you so sure? I'm sure there's gotta be another Pokemon that fits your vibe . . not that I'm rushing you or anything. I mean if I get to keep beating you down like this I'm fine with your team staying the way it is.

•(Y/N): haha yeah well still. I wouldn't mind another member it's just that I definitely checked this time. Went down to the library the other day and borrowed some trainers dex and yeah it confirmed that, unless I trade with someone who has it, there is no way I am getting a full team with the Pokemon that live on these islands.

•Guzma: Well if you need someone who can get you a Pokemon you're talkin' to the right guy. *he smirks* What Pokemon you need sweetcheeks? *he asks leaning towards you*

•Blushing softly you begin to rub the back of your neck: (Y/N): Oh it mmm. .it really doesn't matter. . trust me it's pretty much impossible.

•Guzma: hmm still no need to be keepin' secrets. Just spill it already.

•(Y/N): *sighing* it's a vivillon. .

•You can sense Guzma is happy at the sound of you mentioning the bug.

•(Y/N): Well don't get all happy! *blushing* like I said... can't get em here and no scatterbugs either. *you grumble* you of all people should now that Mr. King of the bugs!

•Guzma laughs at your tone and words but he doesn't seem shaken up by the idea of not being able to find a vivillon.

•Guzma: Haha . . well if it's a Vivillon you want that shouldn't be any problem. *He says that last part to himself*

•You know the look on his face means he is thinking about causing trouble.

•(Y/N): H. . hey!! Don't go getting any wackjob ideas in your head!! I am NOT asking you to steal one for me.

•Guzma: whoa whoa whoa easy on the accusations! *smirking* I ain't thinking like that . . . anymore .

•You try to stay mad at him.

•Guzma: *snickers* . . tsk . trust me (Y/N) I have other methods. .

•You roll your eyes. Knowing Guzma that could mean anything: (Y/N): hmpf. . well *you cross your shoulders* I am not asking you to do anything for me. . I believe I am content with what I have just fine. . now finish your food so we can do something else.

•Guzma: Hmm sure . . whatever you say doll. *Guzma has a feint blush on his face*

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•It's been a week since your last outing with Guzma. Walking along the wooden walkways of Ula'Ula Meadows you were supposed to meet with him as he "wanted to show you something hella dope" apparently.

•With Sylveon walking in tandem with their ribbons wrapped around you arm she was keeping an eye out for the Bug Boss as the two of you scanned the sea of red flowers.

•During your walk, the gentle Alolan breeze blew past and the sounds of ruffling leaves filled your ears. In the moment you began thinking back on all your moments with Guzma and how despite his gang affiliation and what everyone thinks of him you know that he is a great guy deep down. He has been nothing but supportive and accepting of your style and personality that your heart started pounding in your chest the more you thought about him. He had this sort of gruff charm to him that only he could pull off and you are thankful that he was so willing to let you be a part of his busy and reckless life. You know he isn't one to open up to others besides the grunts and his admin and friend Plumeria.

•Before your mind trailed off too far your sylveon pulled you towards the direction she saw Guzma.

•Heading a bit south towards a more secluded part of the meadow you saw Guzma slouching on the ground talking to his ariados. As he pet him the look on Guzma's face was that of nervousness that you've never seen on him before.

•Your sylveon happily called out to Guzma as it ran towards his direction. You jogged behind her, stopping just a few feet away from Guzma as he stood up and began dusting off his sweats.

•Guzma: Oh . he hey? *coughing* what's good yo?

•(Y/N): *a bit suspicious* Gooood? What's good on your end?

•Guzma: ha he uh nothing. . *coughing* nothing . . just same shit as usual. *he starts rubbing the back of his head as his usual confidence is disappearing each second that passes*

•(Y/N): *giggles* uh oh okayyy? . . *You walk a bit closer to him* you good? You seem a bit .    off.

•Guzma: *trying to stay casual* tsk yeah that's what I just said right?!  . Your boi is good. . and shit. yeah .

•Your eyes noticed that he was fighting with something in his pocket as you stood in silence observing his every move. It was starting to freak him out a bit as he turned his back towards you not before tossing you whatever he had in his pocket.

•It was a pokeball. An all white Pokeball with a gold band around it with the feint initials "A.F" carved into it.

•Guzma spoke up in defense before you had the chance to chew him out.

•Guzma: *his cheecks start to turn red* Listen . .I . I didn't take it from no trainer or anything.

•(Y/N): *softly* Guzma . .

•Guzma wasn't expecting to feel your arm tug on his sleeve. He had nowhere to turn to try and hide his flustered face as your (colored) eyes staired back into his.

•Guzma: *trying to cover his face with the back of his hand* Don't give me that look??! What .  w mmm you said it yourself *he crosses his shoulders* what your like birthday is soon or somethin' . . got you an early gift is all.

•(Y/N): *You're blushing too as you shake your head at Guzma's blushing form* hehe yeah sure . if you think two months away is pretty soon.

•You gaze at the ball in your hand. Well whoever gave Guzma this Pokemon must have been from a different region as you had never seen a pokeball like this before. You only hoped they weren't going to miss whatever Pokemon was inside it if they were willing to carve their initials into this ball.

•Guzma: *a bit frustrated* argh you know that thing won't pop out on its own!

•(Y/N): *giggles* Alright! Alright! Arceus! Pushy as always.

•Releasing the Pokemon you gasped in away at what flew in front of you. Your heartbeat fast as you gripped onto Guzma's arm to keep yourself from stumbling.

•Before your very eyes was a beautiful light blue Vivillon. The bug type danced around you a bit too eagerly for a pokemon that is meeting it's new trainer for the first time.

•Drawing your hand out the Vivillon did not hesitate to launch itself at you in a welcoming embrace.

•Guzma: Sorry. .  it's not the right color.

•(Y/N): huh?

•Guzma: You clearly wanted the pink one. . . but blue was the best I could get.

•Holding onto Guzmas hand you begin rubbing it gently.

•(Y/N): Thank you . . thank you so much for . . everything.

•Guzma: Whoa whoa whoa?! Hold on whats with the . . everything talk . everything? I ain't done shit to earn that .  *He's covering his blush with the back of his hand* the fuck are you on about?

•(Y/N): well uh . .you know . you've done a whole lot for me just by being close to me . . for not judging my appearance . . and for sticking by my side when my appearance causes unwanted attention. . and for trying to understand me and support me. You know better than anyone what it's like to be judged and hated on by people who don't try to get to know the person they're judging. And I say all that because it does mean something to me. . it is my everything.

•Guzma: *his whole face is red* .  ye yeah .   likewise . . *Not one for words he opts to pull you into a tight embrace.* s . still he's blue . . *Guzma grumbles out that last part*

•Hugging him tighter you can't help but giggle into his chest.

•(Y/N): No. He's perfect.

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*Click click click*

•The sound of your mary janes hitting the pavement as you walked without a care in the world to who was starting at your appearance.

•You were happy today because today you were going on another date with Guzma.

•Approaching Guzma he couldn't help bit stare in awe at your choice of outfit.

•Guzma: Yo (Y/N). .h hey now! That's a new color on you. *Walking up to you* It's nice. *he says with his signature grin*

•(Y/N): Thank you! I've been meaning to wear this one for a while . . just didn't have the right "accessories" to wear it with . but I guess I should thank you for that. *saying all that your vivillon happily flitters by your side as you go to pet the top of his head*

•You are wearing a plain baby blue dress with a white accented corset, white mary janes, blue ruffled and sparkling stockings, and a blue bow atop your head.

•(Y/N): *Reaching out to wrap you arm around Guzmas* So . you ready?

•Guzma: *Ruffling the back of his head* sure I am dollface.

•Walking down the busy street the two of you brace for your next lovely adventure.

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[harukadrawsthings]

Done since months but I can finally show more watercolours in these next days.

This boy with an affinity for robotics and the cosmos was one of the students at the Pokémon School and Ash's classmates during his stay in the Alola region. Friendly and intelligent, Sophocles stood out in the animated series for his insatiable curiosity, good spirit and closeness to his partners Togedemaru and Vikavolt.

In the Pokémon Sun and Moon/Ultra Sun and Ultra Moon games, his cousin Molayne selected him as the Captain of Ula'ula Island, challenging the protagonist with a team of Electric-type Pokémon.

Do not repost. Do not modify. Always credit me!

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[pokepollsters]

Best Legendary Pokémon Tournament- Round 1: Match 10

And the last match of this initial Round features a battle of Generation 7 Legends- a Tapu and a member of the Light Trio going up against each other. Do you prefer the mascot of Pokémon Sun? Do you prefer the protector of Ula'ula Island? It's your last chance to vote for who will make it to the main cohort of 64 Legendaries in Round 2, so vote carefully!

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malie library

[constellarcreator]

The Pokémon OC story I keep yammering on about has a coherent narrative now, check it out if you wanna

Dennie belongs to @kweendodongo and Comet belongs to @andlien

[thegalarghost]

@skullkxd ♡︎'d for a starter

A league trip was the last thin the ghost-type trainer expected to be proposed at the last meeting. Sure, it was the off Season, but could they all really just up and leave for a week? Allister recalled something being said about team building, or establishing relations with the budding Alolan League, but it all felt like a blur at this point.

And now he found himself on the Secluded Beach of Ula'Ula Island, a few of his fellow gym leaders challenging one another to mantine surfing, while the rest enjoyed basking in the Alolan sun and the other amenities the beach had to offer. As much fun as the rest of the Galar league seemed to be having, their ghost-type specialist simply felt uncomfortable. There were far too many strangers around, and it was so bright.

The only thing helping him keep his cool, was the promise that at some point they would all make their way over to his attraction of choice. Allister had heard of a supposedly haunted abandoned building that definitely would be more enjoyable for him than this.

Though Allister couldn't quite remember who had the map, and didn't want to interrupt anyone's fun, he wasn't sure how much longer he could simply sit in the sand like this. But that abandoned MegaMart couldn't be that hard to find without it, right? Before wandering off, the boy sent a quick text to the league's group chat so no one would worry, not that anyone was paying enough attention to notice him wandering off anyway. And anyway, he'd been trying harder and harder to gain more confidence.

The boy likely stood out like a sore thumb as he wandered down the road in the direction be believed to be correct, his trademark mask still upon his face, his only comfort, and his league uniform replaced by a ghost-themed Alolan shirt and purple swim trunks. The entire group having been gifted the themed shirts from the chairman before they'd left. Even his ghostly pale skin was blinding. If it hadn't been for Kabu and Melony liberally applying sunscreen to the boy's skin, he likely already would have begun to turn red.

Allister quickly realized his mistake as he felt the gaze of each group of fellow tourists as they passed, his heart beginning to race. His small feet picking up the pace as he wanted nothing more now than to find somewhere to hide. As accustom as he was to wandering alone, back in Galar he was familiar with the terrain. He wasn't even sure how long he had been wandering by the time he managed to compose himself, much further than he'd likely intended to go he figured. Maybe he should turn back . . .

Violet orbs of light began to flicker behind the usually black voids of his mask as he looked around anxiously for anything that could indicate where he was, every small sound grasping his attention.

He should have asked for the map.

Backing up as he anxiously wrung his hands together, Allister found himself colliding with someone, immediately jumping back and losing his balance and falling back onto his bum.

❝M-M . . . 'm . . . sorry.❞ He barely stuttered out in a quiet voice.

[ultra-katsi]

HELLO ALOLA!

Can I say the alola thing or will that just make me seem like a dumb tourist?

We're arriving on Ula'Ula island! I've gotta find my hotel but FIRST i'm gonna do some sightseeing. Like the dumb tourist I just said I'm not.

Work starts.... I dunno yet, a few days at least. So I've got some time to chill around the city for a bit before i need to Lock The Fuck In.

Some other freak on the expedition team I've been texting is around here somewhere I think? I'll have to see if he shows up

[chounaifu]

"So I figured if we start here, and take the trail a bit west, we could make it back to Malie before the sun's completely down. Not like I'm worried about finding something out here that's gonna cause us problems, but, I don't wanna be tripping over things in the dark," Proton rambled as he and Ree walked along the hiking trail. Ula'ula had many scenic routes, which Proton liked to take advantage of when he was visiting the island.

"Hey, were you thinkin' of stopping at the Poké Mart? 'Cause I--" Proton glances over his shoulder, noticing that Ree was trailing behind, and he furrows his brows with confusion.

"Hey! You good???" // @skullkxd