#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?

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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.”

[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)

[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.

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“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.

[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

[mintmoth]

Speaking of Pokemon I started watching the sun and moon anime not too long ago since I never got to actually sit down to it so I've been subjecting my friends to me screaming about it since the anime story differs a lot from the game story-

LITERALLY AS IM TYPING THIS THEYRE GOING TO PONI ISLAND GUYS YOU HAVENT EVEN BEEN TO ULA'ULA YET GOOD LORD

[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

[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!

[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

[fad1d]

[kiawren]

Alola selfshippers ilyall bro. Yall are on different islands but we're all in alola together. Dandy and Guzma on Ula'ula, Al and Ilima are on Melemele and Amaya and friends are wherever they are. Kiawe and I are on Akala come visit 🙏

[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

[leggerefiore]

omg yan!nanu??? yes pleaseeeeee😩❤️

🐈‍⬛️Yandere Nanu General HCs❤️‍🩹

cw: 18+ content, dark content, yandere, kidnapping, abuses of power,

🌑 The cop knew his feelings were wrong. Nanu was a lot of things, but unfortunately, he was not quite as stupid as he wished to be. You caught his eye. It was rare that he dared let his precious guard drop. He would protect his horrible, rotted heart to his last breath, yet you tore him open with reckless abandon and crawled inside the very cavity you made. It was a desperate attempt he made to push you away, not wanting those terrible weakness to come to fruition. But, it was hard. You seemed determined to linger around him.

🌑 Even when you did not, Nanu always found himself at wherever you decided to be on Ula'Ula. There was a certain thankfulness that he rarely had reason to leave the island because the chances of running into you would almost definitely increase. Though, he found his mind consumed with worries as you went long enough without encountering each other. Nanu's brain would bring forth the worst-case scenarios whenever these incidents occurred, and often he would find himself out searching for you, needing to find out how you were. Alola is a peaceful place, he knows, but his years in the International Police have shot his mine in quite a few years.

🌑 There is something wrong, he realises, when he finds himself memorising your schedule. He shows up where he knows you will be. His concerns hitting a fever pitch. You are not in danger – yet he feels so convinced that you are. His brain plays every failure in his career in his mind, replacing them with you. It was unhealthy. If he was thinking clearly, he would stop himself and seek help. The issue was that he was not thinking clearly. He kept notes on nearly everything you did and who you met. His suspicions would fall on those around you should anything bad happen to you.

🌑 Everything falls through when you show up with an Ultra Beast. Nanu could handle a lot. He had authority and power in Alola, but he knew there was one thing that he could never control. You spoke of entering an Ultra Wormhole so casually that his breath had momentarily been captured in his throat. No. Of all things. His brain rushed through the horrors he had seen. No. He kept repeating the word in his mind. The idea of you lost out there in some far off place made him feel ill. Becoming a faller… Attracting those beasts. He simply could not stand idly by any longer.

🌑 There was no pride he took in his following actions. He acts solely on his paranoia and sick feelings. It was shameful, yet he moved on autopilot. One moment you stood in the Po Town Police Station, the next Nanu had you cuffed and shoved into a holding cell. Your expression was shock and terror, demanding to know what he was doing. The Kahuna felt completely lost in his actions. Why was he doing this? He failed to voice the sick thought that entered his head. To keep you safe. He knew that was foolish, yet he let himself fall into the thought.

🌑 Hours passed before he reentered the area. Red eyes seemed ominous as they gazed down at you from where you sat on the bench. He shoved a bowl of instant noodles through a small gap for food. A blanket was shoved through, too, alongside a pillow. Shaking his head, he watched as you demanded an explanation again. “… Can't say there is one,” he shrugged, “Just rest. It's already late.” Your cries and shaking of the bars made him tense. Of course, you did not understand. That was just the nature of things. Your disappearance would be noted eventually… Though, seeing as he was chief of police on Alola. He figured that it would not be concerning as it would for others.

🌑 He is a kind captor, honestly. There has been enough things he has seen and done in his life – He just wants to keep you safe. And, unfortunately, in his mind, that means keeping you locked away until you relented that you would stop doing what you had been. He talks to you for a long while or just sits in the cell area with you. There even is a time you awaken to a Meowth in the cell with you. Food is not the best, but he brings take-out fairly often. Attacking him results in a terrifying coldness that almost seems foreign from the Kahuna. The isolation that follows makes you all the more desperate for his return.

🌑 Punishments are frequently purely related to isolation. It is a waiting game, Nanu knows. His years of experience have long given him insights on how to break a person. You have a strong will, but so did a lot of the people he worked with. He is patient. Eventually, you will become desperate for his attention. Nanu hates the idea of getting physical with you. Besides, you were in a cell. There is no need to worry.

🌑 If he determines that you are a certain point, you will begin to get more freedoms. First, it is books for entertainment. Then one of those mobile gaming things without an internet connection. It turns into letting you out into his main room again, of course with the door showing a new fancy lock. His ultimate goal is to reintroduce you back into the world, but only with his protection at your side.

🌑 Giving in to him results in a quite coddled life. Nanu is nothing if not gentle and surprisingly attentive. You get free access to whatever you want in the station and trip wherever you want, so long as he is with you. Sure, it might be more restrictive than what you lived before but is far better than the confines of a cell. It becomes peaceful and routine – just what Nanu wanted.

🌑 In the off chance you somehow manage to escape, getting out of Alola is imperative. Both as a Kahuna and a high-ranking cop, Nanu has a lot of authority and sway. You will need to be on alert even after, though. The situation about your disappearance may slip to certain connections he has in the International Police. You will need to go somewhere obscure and hide out with the hope of an identity change to not be found by the man. Though, he may just give up if you put in all that effort. His laziness still exists, after all.