#god. I wish I had a sylveon

[cryptids-lobelia-garden]

I managed to pull this together in the middle of an Absolutely Horrible work day! Yay! (Writing this is probably part of what got me out of a stress and caffeine induced panic attack) Unfortunately I didn’t get it edited on time to post on time, but Hey! It Exists :D Anyway, people should write more characters having autism shutdowns. It’s very frustrating being barely able/unable to talk (I am autism btw)

Anyway, this one’s very environmental. I feel like the timespace distortions in PLA could have been a LOT more horrifying, and I’m here to deliver! Warnings: animal attack (again), uuuuhh what do you call this.. time and space are being bent and torn around him and it is some sort of cosmic horror or something idk what that term means exactly I just know it’s what comes to mind, but uuuh yeah this one’s kinda tame actually.

All of mine so far have been pretty tame, let’s be honest. I promise I can write other stuff we just haven’t gotten to the Good Stuff I Have Planned yet

Day 5: Reckless

Takes place some time after the battle atop Mount Coronet. (After day 4 of this event, far before day 3, which happened before days 1 and 2)

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Volo should have known this would happen when a strange energy started to fill the air. He should’ve known this would happen when sparks started to fly.

He thought he had more time before it did, thought he could pick a few more berries from this tree and run.

He should’ve known better than to test his fate, especially in a distortion that he had indirectly caused. Arceus has a sense of humor, after all, and Volo is no stranger to the cruelty that fate seems to love to bring him.

Scents from past and future flow into the air, and he can hardly breathe, stumbling as the ground morphs and shifts under him. One moment, he’s standing on the grassy hill, and the next, a structure he doesn’t understand appears out of nowhere, trapping him inside.

He scrambles his way out a window and brings his fingers to his mouth, whistling as loud as he can.

But Toge doesn’t come. She can’t hear him in the storm.

I could die here.

The realization sends chills down his spine.

He’s been confronted by his own mortality plenty of times in his life. It’d be a surprise to hear someone hasn’t, really, in a world as dangerous, as cruel as this one. Wild Pokémon attacks that aren’t immediately deadly can still be incredibly dangerous later, after all, and there’s a myriad of other dangers in this world.

Volo happens to be particularly good at getting himself into bad situations, and fate has always seemed to be especially cruel to him. He’s faced death plenty of times.

But it’s never felt so close.

He could run from murderers and wild Pokémon. He managed to strike a deal with Giratina when they met, he learned everything he could forage so he would never starve, he had even escaped the wrath of a particularly powerful zoroark, which is an impressive feat, considering the fact that even the normal zoro put plenty of people on the death toll.

But he can’t run from this. Not when he can’t breathe and the ground itself doesn’t seem to work as it should, flickering in and out of existence at the drop of a hat.

He curses himself for his stupidity as a terrified steelix shrieks, a sound like boulders tumbling down a mountain. It’s moving too quickly to see where it’s going, barreling straight towards Volo.

He just manages to dodge out of the way, ducking and rolling behind a tree- but an electric attack hits him, and he shrieks as his whole body jolts from it, falling to his knees.

It’s hard to move, he’s shaking, his muscles are spasming.

He can’t run.

Paralyzed.

I’m going to die here.

Something falls into his hands, a strange device. Some sort of bracelet, with a thick, flat face.

It lights up as he touches it.

He frantically presses back against the tree as an alpha raichu steps forward, holding the strange device up.

He’s about to move to throw it in desperation-

And then something he touches on it creates a shield of pink and blue energy, surrounding him just as the raichu tries to hit him with a Thunder.

He can breathe.

Volo scrambles to his feet, catching his breath. “Is this- some sort of shield..?” It moves with him as he walks- no? It’s moving with the device.

He scoops it off the ground, shaking his limbs out to try to get the rest of the electric attack out of his system, and he sprints towards the outside of the distortion, carrying the device with him. The ground materializes beneath his feet, holding steady even as it breaks around him, and he thanks fate for finally giving him something good.

Some attack hits the shield, and he yelps as he’s thrown, but he isn’t hurt by anything except his own bad landing. Scrambling back to his feet, he runs the rest of the way out, jumping through to the outside of the bubble of distorted land just as the timespace storm starts to swirl.

Terrified pokemon shriek as they’re swept into it. Volo nearly throws up as he sees human remains inside, swirling with the rest.

And, in a flash, all of it is gone, leaving no sign of what just happened but specks of shimmering pink dust, floating softly to the ground.

He’s in a cold sweat, shaking as he stares at where he was almost swept away. The trio would RUN INTO these. For FUN, to collect the things inside.

What the HELL is wrong with them!?

He takes a few shaky breaths, collapsing to his hands and knees. The device makes a clicking sound as it wraps around his hand, but he pays it no mind for now.

Okay.

Okay, I’m okay. I’m alive. I’m okay.

..I have nobody to blame for that except myself. I shouldn’t have stayed when the storm started to gather. And for what, a few handfuls more of berries? That wasn’t worth the risk!

He stares at the strange device, which has moved to his wrist. There’s numbers on the front, though he’s not sure what they’re for.

It’s a miracle I made it out. And it’s because of this wondrous device..

It’s locked itself around his wrist somehow. He can’t see the locking mechanism- it looks like a clean band, aside from the face. The only sign as to its origin is some strange lettering on the side, though he doesn’t really recognize the characters. He knows he’s seen them somewhere before, though.

With some experimentation, he figures out he can move the device up and down his arm, but he can’t take it off. It’s comfortable no matter where it is, fitting perfectly to his skin, but it won’t go over his hand, despite obviously having the capability of doing so.

Fascinating..

Okay, he’ll deal with that later. He stands, making his way back to the little camp he’s set up.

He’s still feeling a little stiff with the after effects of a fairly mild electric attack paralysis, but he’s not too hurt- he must’ve not been hit too bad, thankfully.

Volo sits at camp, dumping out his bag and counting the supplies he’s managed to gather.

If he finds a way to preserve the food, what he has gathered today will be enough for a few days. So the progress towards what he and his Pokémon need to survive the winter is slow, but it is progressing.

The extra berries he grabbed are enough for two extra meals for Toge, so there’s that, at least.

Was it worth the risk? No, not in the slightest. Not when he can easily gather that safely.

But does it make him feel a little better about it?

Absolutely.

He looks up as a shadow falls over him, quickly moving to catch Toge as she flies into his chest. “Hey!”

She squeaks happily, shaking her bag- and that’s the sound of a bunch of apricorns. He can also see the leaves of a few different edible plants and medicinal herbs sticking out.

Volo smiles, cuddling her close. “Thank you, sweetheart,” he murmurs, burying his face in her feathers with a quiet sigh. “I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

~~~

PARADOX DETECTED

A young woman leans over to look at the alert, brushing curly red hair out of her eyes. “Oh! Well, that explains where he got his watch.. That is a dangerous paradox, wow. Very lucky it didn’t break anything. Dialga must have helped..” She sighs, tapping a few buttons on her watch and sending a quick message to Management. “..Dragons. I need to figure out how Eclipse got it off so I can update the security systems.. What a bother.”

#whumprilday5 #whumpril2024 #Whumpril #🌻Volo #distortions should’ve been scarier #like. I understand pla isn’t a horror game BUT #there’s so many things in it with the capability to be Absolutely Horrifying #Hisuian zoro. various ghost types actually (Pokémon in general). #the distortions are just the start #honestly if they had the time I wonder if gamefreak would’ve made more to them than just purple bubbles filled with strong Pokémon and item #maybe they wouldn’t have. but a guy can dream #anyway I am. Struggling how tf does electric type paralysis work #my explanation in my head is the electricity magically sticks around for a lil bit #and it keeps the paralyzed one still #stun spore is of course a poison and not electricity #but for electricity paralysis stuff to not be permanent you’ve gotta fudge things a little I think #pokémon whump #is surprisingly difficult bc there’s so many weird logistics things that you can’t just search up #bc pokemon ARENT REAL :(((( #god. I wish I had a sylveon #I feel like a sylveon would be a pretty good starter pokemon #I mean they’re just a dog.. cat.. fox.. thing and they love you #ANYWAY enough rambling from me! hope y’all enjoy #oh yeah also #⌚️Melissa

[ask-team-misfit]

"Are you feeling better?" Sirius asked, "Considering you're not currently lying on the floor I will assume that is the case... I do hope the nausea lessens with time." He sighed, now that Lief was somewhat sober the Meowstic seemed anxious to be talking to him, almost as if he was worried he would get upset again. He definitely couldn't cope with another round of insults from Lief, even so, he continued. 

"Perhaps now I could properly apologise for my earlier actions, I was unaware of how much distress you were in at that moment and it was wrong of me to become upset at you for stating your personal feelings and dislike towards me. You should be allowed to not speak to me and avoid me at your own discretion without me interfering and tricking you." His voice slowly became sad and quiet as he spoke, "You don't have to like me. I'm sorry for subjecting you to my unwanted presence earlier... Though your words still bother me, I should not expect you to be aware of why... nor to care. But, I do hope you can forgive me, If not. That is all I wish to say to you."

In his focus on making sure the scarf was in one piece, aside him forgetting even speaking to Sirius before, the sound of the Psychic-type's voice surprised him. It was a repeat of his earlier, initial reaction when he spotted him as a humanoid; he didn't peg the guy as a social sort at all.

In fact, it made him jerk up so suddenly, that he toppled into the pool he had just dumped an ungodly amount of soap into.

He'd rush back out in a panic, spitting and coughing and gagging, his fur sopping wet and revealing how skinny he truly was. Just prior he was still somewhat sleepy; but now he appeared much more awake.

Lief: "CREATOR OF GODS I THINK THAT GOT IN MY-"

His movements slow, and he quieted down, upon making eye contact with Sirius.

And he proceeded to stand back up on his hind legs and try to make like he wasn't startled.

Even as pathetic wet lumps of what was formerly his stored pollen puffs fell splat on the floor in a gross pile, making his tail look even more like a sad, shaggy mop. Even as his wings jitter and shake off the excess water.

[ ID: A grayscale drawing of Lief, a hybrid of Sylveon and Ribombee, with a mono-color background. He is shown from the neck up, with his face slightly angled away from the viewer towards the left. He appears rather dismissive, glancing away towards the right with even narrower eyes. His face is flushed in red, literally so as the blush is shown in color. End ID ]

Lief: "Ahem. Uhh. First of all, you didn't see that."

He was trying very hard to be casual. Deep down, he felt so, so embarrassed. All that really came to mind was his first encounter with the Seer.

But something else bugged him about this encounter, that made it feel different than before. Something that tickled his brain on the fringes of his consciousness, related to the prior series of events he still struggled to recall.

Wo-Chien had said he argued with a Meowstic. Surely he didn't mean this Meowstic...

Lief: "Also, you really gotta work on that. Did you always sneak up on people like this? If I hadn't known better, I'd assume you were actually a Dark-type. Or even a Ghost-type... if I met one."

A pause. It seemed he only now realized all of what Sirius just said to him. He blinked with confusion.

[ ID: A grayscale drawing of Lief similar to the previous image, but with a different expression. He looks puzzled, or curious. His left eyebrow is noticeably raised, while his right eyelid is lowered somewhat. He is frowning visibly. An angular question mark is floating next to his head at the left. End ID ]

Lief: "And... wait, you're what now? Apologizing?"

#// them again. maybe this time Lief could learn his name /lh #answered #book-of-legends #LoUsleepover #Lief Simbobeon #Sirius Meowstic #pokemon #ask blog #other's art #pokemon ask blog #pokeaskblog #pokeask #pokemon ask #pokemon askblog #pokeask blog

[storm-eye-the-umbreon]

: You're the one called Storm Eye yes? Teron asked me to stay by your side and in return I shall share all he has kept secret from thee. Storm Eye: If he has secrets to keep I don't think it's fair for you to share them. Who are you? Kho: I am Khoshekh. Brother by bond not blood to Teron. Someone he has never told you of I am certain. Storm Eye: And why would he not mention you? Kho: For it was my wish. I am leader of a cult that shall not be known to you just yet. Storm Eye: That... that sounds like something related to Teron. And if it's not I don't think there's any harm in you being around. Kho: If I may ask, can you tell me your story? That which began upon your creation by Arceus Sarii.

... The angry god, with a twisted sense of justice. You know him already. "Yes but others might not. Surely you know there's a nearby crowd who listens. Other-worlders like to lean on the broken veil you know." I thought the world became less stable with your approach. "No need to worry over the fading. I think they are only here to listen, not to trespass. Not like you have a say in the matter, your child and partner are both from another world that has made a permanent change to Arceal." Do you want the story or not? "Apologies. Proceed."

The flame of wrath, blind brutal justice. I had no clue how horrible he was when he created me. Only that I knew the intense hatred and betrayal that Teron held for the god.

I came into this world confused, hurt, without memory, and lacking control over my body. A monsoon kept us both wet and miserable for the long slow walk to the edges of Arceal. Even without memory though I felt what Teron's body refused to forget. Immense sorrow, a broken heart, and extreme fear. He took my existence as a curse at first because that was the intent when Sarii forced him to share his body with me. He yelled internally for me to shut up and leave... But something happened when he heard my own voice with a trembling fear answering him.

He softened his tone. I didn't know why his attitude changed so quick. And I was scared when he gave me full control of our body and told me to keep walking. It hurt. My paws ached, I was extremely thirsty despite the heavy rains, I felt for the first time the hunger and weariness he was protecting me from. He knew if he kept control with his own thoughts we would both die.

And he did not keep his thoughts to himself. On the journey to... well, to a place I didn't know at the time. Well it was the outskirts near Damonia, I don't know why we didn't go there first, he never said. But on our journey there, he helped pass time by talking of his family. Of his espeon partner Vivi and their twin kids who both were loved enough to be sylveons.

The more he talked of Vivi and the kids Terra and Vyrin, the more our body ached and felt weary. The more I wished he would tell me who I was and where we were going. The more I wished for him to cry and beg for control of our body. Instead he talked of sneaking out of royal chambers in his youth to have fun with Vivi. Of the stars and weather that were present when his kids came into the world. Of how close the two were and that he was glad they never fought. Those stories in particular his voice did waver.

We got to the outskirts and traveled until we were at the mouth of the disappearing river. And we collapsed until another espeon found me. She told us the weather that day was unique and we were only in the eye of the storm. She was the first to notice I was not Teron. The first to notice we were two unique individuals who were forced to share a body. And she introduced herself as Solaura and asked me to name myself. I had no ideas at the time but eye of the storm felt apt enough. And so I became Storm Eye that day.

She was patient and understanding. I felt anger but not towards me even though her eyes stared directly in mine. I felt shame that was not mine but Teron's and he finally cracked and asked for control. I think without Solaura I would have never known how horrible Sarii was to Teron. He would not have said anything to anyone but her, not even me.

Teron was crowned king of Arceal and he was held in high regard by everyone except Sarii. Sarii only saw him as a puppet to play with until he got bored. All it would take is to be angered and Sarii would ruin his life. Teron doesn't know what he did to anger Sarii, maybe he did nothing at all. Arceus Sarii had always been the embodiment of wrath and ruler of Arceal. Uxie Ayro, a much older god, was the one who chose, fathered, crowned, and made a ruler of Teron. Sarii had no say in the matter and that may have been the only thing that made him constantly angry. Whose to say.

In Sarii's wrath, Vivi was murdered for being an 'unfit queen who distracts the king' despite also having the favor of all of Arceal. Sarii made sure Teron see her turn into nothing but ash from his power alone. And his daughter Terra was sentenced to execution as well. Those who feared Sarii dared not go against what was asked and only wore hoods to avoid the gaze of Teron as they held him prisoner and marched him to the front of the execution. He noticed something that would shatter the rest of the kingdom once they noticed it too and allow his escape.

His son Vyrin had always been kind and boisterous wherever he went. Some may speak against Teron and question his decisions, some were jealous of Vivi, many did not know Terra and her softspoken words, but none had anything ever negative to say of Vyrin. Many called him a cure for any sorrow. Not to mention his own unique fur color for a sylveon. A striking blue reminiscent of the sky. But that day his fur was painted over in pink. Terra was nowhere to be found.

In the span of two days Teron lost his home, his wife, his son, and feared he had also lost his daughter. To a god he joked with, held meetings with, and thought he could mildly trust despite his blatant anger. He still refuses to tell me how he escaped, only that Vyrin made everything that follow become a blur in his memory.

In his escape Sarii was enraged and cast a curse on him. I think it was meant to be much worse than what I am to him because Giratina Chocolate took the brunt of the attack and bought him time. She was too late for her original intent to save Vyrin at Terra's request. She could only help Teron escape. The attack took it's toll on Chocolate as I think she is still unable to leave the Reverse to this day and Teron is forever grateful to her.

All of this as it was told to Solaura began to make me hate Sarii far more than it seemed Teron could. I was the one that urged us to find a way to kill the mad god. I was the one that forced Teron to take his life. But he was the one that found the resources and methods to make such a thing possible.

This country has been under several pantheons and there are two points in history that seem concerned with godkillers. The first is what we sought, ancient magic from before there was a distinction between god and mortal. The other seems forgotten wholly outside the moving cities whose names I forget. But this ancient magic was imbued into artifacts long buried under endless sand.

These exporations to find ruins and artifacts did lead into some good luck for me. Mostly because Teron refused to take contol of our body and let me explore individuality. During those adventures I was accompanied by my now daughter Etsuko as she was searching for her mother Magdalene. It was nice to finally meet her and well, I suppose I started to understand what it felt like to love someone. That only drove my hate for Sarii and what he did to Teron even more.

I was stupid. We found a candle of golden ichor said to burn the blood of gods. I shouldn't have brought Etsuko with me to fight Sarii and I don't know why Magdalene wasn't more angry at my lapse of judgment with that. I'm lucky it worked out that we were all safe in the end and did manage to kill Sarii. But still all I did was too risky and I do regret that aspect of it. I am glad Teron was a constant presence through the whole journey but I do wish his reaction to Sarii's death was less somber.

Then again I think my hate did outgrow his own and with Sarii dead it has petered out until recently. I think my curse to Teron is that I feel and voice his emotions more strongly than he can. I think that's why we split. Terra is headed back to the executioner and he did not want my anger. I hope he knows what he's doing.

"He does. He is on his own quest to save her and I trust you he is not alone. Thank you for sharing the story though I think you more rambled it than told it. I'm sure you can bring up details if prompted but I won't pry any further."

I forgot you were listening. It was just nice to talk about.

#my art #story of sarii: abridged #long story #maybe #storm eye #khoshekh the absol #just enough to get the gist y'know

[tomwaterbabies]

i kept seeing those pokémon asks and for some reason it made me wanna play a pokémon game even though i’ve never played one in my life ever . so my cousin gave me their copy of legends arceus (i guess he had another idk) and i’ve been playing as peter pan it’s pretty fun. he’s got a sylveon named thimble and i’m gonna grind with it until it kills everything in one hit. would highly recommend getting an emulator of some kind and pokémon roleplaying as a blorbo it’s been awesome

train and fight brother

oh my god hello for the love of god hello look at him he's so cute....... and thimble dear LORD ur Mind. thank u. thank u. wishing peter and thimble the best im excited for thimble being ready to kill

while i probably wont play pokemon to blorbo rp i AM thinking of dnd blorbo (ur fault btw)

train and fight. train and fight

#i cant stop staring at his outfit. look at him. la creatura #asks

[realpokefarmconfessions]

the chrischan of clicker games, the infamous firefuck. firewolf lmfao

all of these were from 2020, obviously before she changed and "revised" a lot of it. a lot of the points still stand though. here's chapter 1:

"Truly, it never ceased to amaze her [no matter how much effort she put into losing weight, she never lost any]" (p1, ch1) was the last sentence of the first paragraph, paraphrased in brackets and then immediately into the next we get "The truly astonishing thing was [balancing her alignment w Team Rocket vs her family's gym]" (p2, ch1) The first usage undercuts the impact of the second. Unless your fic doubles as a weight-loss journey, the fact you gained literally a pound or two is not on the same level as the fact you work for both a criminal organization and a Gym. PRIORITIES.

First paragraph of her revision is all about her weight.

REVISED:

Angel swore under her breath as she attempted to pull on her leggings. She’d gained a few pounds this month. A new chocolate had been released recently, and couldn’t get enough of it. Sadly, it looked like she was going to have to cut back on it just a tad bit. Soon, too. Her father would be very disappointed if he found out she’d put on a few pounds so soon after losing a hundred. Not that it should really matter, as her new daily routine kept her busy enough to keep her pear-shaped physique. But her father was convinced that, with the way her sweet tooth was, it wouldn’t take much to fall back into old habits. Sometimes she found it hard to juggle all the parts of her life. With too much free time on her hands, trying to find an hour or two to take care of the family finances or travel for her assignments for Team Rocket could cause an overwhelming amount of stress on her. Her life was so very simple, made complicated by her inability to manage her own time. It was difficult for her to make even a tiny bit of time to draw or watch Pokémon in their natural habitat.

She also has a habit of capitalizing random shit which has thankfully been toned down. She keeps capitalizing "Challenger" and "Challengers" in her revised script though, which is both stupid and annoying:

"as well as anyone who came to Challenge," "they’d drawn dozens of tourists and three Challengers." "Of their thirty Challengers so far" "Their last Challenger" "After the Challenger left," Christ, woman. Does that not look like a word anymore to anyone else?

The gym was called... wait for it... the All-Star Gym. SomeBODY ONCE TOLD ME-

Again with the truly. "Her gym was truly a masterpiece" (p2, ch1) Someone please get this girl a thesaurus. I Ctrl+F'd this shit. Truly gets used 4 times and this is the third.

"Syl! Syl, Syl, Sylveon!" (p3, ch1) I don't read many Pokémon fics but I desperately wish she didn't make me read that. With either the voice inside my head, or my own eyeballs. I cringe.

"Alexandria had been known as the Pokémon Whisperer from a young age due to her uncanny ability to read the body language of a Pokémon and "communicate" with them after enough time" (p4, ch1) SHOW DON'T TELL. Also, Pokémon interpreters exist in the Pokéworld, ya know? There's Simon/Lang from The Poké Spokesman, there's N, and I think a few others. You're not special, honey. Which brings me to my next point. This is just... You have a gym specializing in all eighteen types. You've got an MC whose affiliated with both a gym and [insert favorite Team here]. And that MC has this special ability that allows her to communicate with Pokémon and has been recognized for it since she was a wee one. God, I don't like throwing around the term Mary Sue but...

"Alexandria gestured her hands soothingly towards Sylvie, and told her to stay put before she headed down to the foyer [...]" (p5, ch1). First of all, the sentence? Too long for all the things that are happening in it. Second, was dialogue just too hard?? Couldn't you just? "With a soothing gesture to Sylvie, Alexandria put a finger to her lips. "Stay put." <p> She headed down to the foyer where [blah blah Giovanni]." Boom. Done. I also couldn't figure out her positioning in this room. Is she just standing there in the middle, is she sitting on her bed trying to put on her leggings, what?

"Despite the courtesy in her words, her disapproval of his unannounced visit was obvious" (p6, ch1). If it was, you wouldn't have needed to say that. Just suck his dick already, Jesus. "Not that he'd ever care. People in power never seemed to." Brilliant observation!

"One of these days, she'd have to ask him why he'd took such interest in her" (p6, ch1). Probably because from a young age Alexandria been known as the Pokémon Whisperer?? As she's made abundantly clear already. If you aren't useful, you aren't needed. That's how people in power work. It shouldn't be a mystery to the character who knows she's got this special power unless she's never stopped to think about it. And why hasn't she? Otherwise, that should be the first thing that comes to mind. Especially since she mentioned having to balance her duties to both her Gym and Team Rocket. God, can she be any more speshul?? Does the author think we're dumb?

Dense.

There was a bit where a glass of wine just appears in Giovanni's hand which was unintentionally funny and a genuine highlight.

"Brows furrowed into a frown, and her head tilted in confusion before she could stop herself" (p8, ch1) ok... "Eyes widened a bit in shock and fear, quickly hidden as she bowed her head" (p9, ch1). And we're gonna stop right there. First, get rid of the and. Second, did you really need to use shock and fear? Does "eyes widened" mean something different to you? Do your eyes not get bigger when you see something shocking, or when you jump at something scary? ALSO, HER ACTIONS IMMEDIATELY AFTER SHOW HER EMOTIONS JUST FUCKING FINE, YOU REDUNDANT SONUVABITCH

"'How bad can I be when I've never instructed you to do something inherently wrong'" (p9, ch1)? He's da bawse, I'll allow it.

"Some people just couldn't give compliments, no matter how deserved, and so they hid it behind insults to save face" (p10, ch1). What has Alexa done that deserves to be praised? Put on her leggings in spite of her extra pound of weight?

Oh, right. The character used to be named Alexandria before she changed it to Angel. There's a drawing she made that shows what she looks like, which was completely inaccurate as well as into the second chapter (which was iirc as far as the critique got since fw muted blocked and stole their words).

"'[Blah blah hinting at Shadow Pokémon] Rumors say they're stronger than normal Polémon, which is allowing them to wreak havoc on even highly skilled Gym Leaders'" (p11, ch1) It's good to know what you might be up against. BUT!! -scrolls up- "He waved his hand dismissively. 'You know better than to listen to rumors'" (p9, ch1). You just told her not to believe in rumors a few sentence ago, my dude. My guy. GIA. "'You've worked for Team Rocket for, what is it? Ten years now?'" (p13, ch1). She's twenty-three and just now taking over the HEY NOW YOU'RE AN ALL-STAR Gym, AND she's been working for Team Rocket since she was thirteen? ok. "Your various talents have been an asset to the organization."Various talents?? Don't you mean just the one? "Specifically, your ability to speak to Pokémon. You've brought so many wayward Pokémon back without drawing attention. Unlike a certain trio." Don't mind me I'm just having the big boss man in charge suck my own dick! All of this is garbage. Alexa knows all this. Gia knows all this. "So many!" Mention notable incidents, Gia, or it doesn't count~ Was it a Tauros too hard to tame, a Gyarados too wild to face? A fucking Togepi that refused to hatch? What?! Fucking hell... Don't be rude, Gia. Put that glass you conjured on the coaster. (p14, ch1) Also "He had set [...]" Be careful when using had before verbs. Just set would've sufficed.

A large problem is her using past perfect tense when it's not needed (past perfect means putting had in front of verbs - ie: he had set) rather than simple past (ie: he set). Set is one of those words which can be both past and present tense depending on the context. In this case, since the story is in past tense, we read it as such. Like read and read. "I read 10K words a day" (present) vs "I read that book last night."

"'You've read over the data and blueprints I gave you. Do you feel you can break into this lab and take back the supplies that were stolen from our facility? The lives of dozens of Pokémon depend upon your success'" (p17, ch1). Okay. This is what I had a problem with. Alexa's given the Confidential envelope and is going through it while Gia's talking to her, okay? Fine. We don't know what's in the envelope, just that it's "data". Good! I love that. Withholding info like that builds intrigue. What mystery! Love it! And then Gia ruins it by directly asking if she can do the thing. Welp. THERE GOES THE INTRIGUE. How good would it have been to keep us in the dark wondering what the fuck he's asking of her, thinking it's some shady sinister shit, only to have us realize at the last second "she's stealing back stolen goods"?? Way to kill it.

"He didn't mention her rank in Team Rocket, but he didn't need to" (p17, ch1). Then why the fuck is this here? "It was obvious in the tone he used failure would not be accepted" (p17, ch1). I mean it's also obvious when he specifically says "'The lives of dozens of Pokémon depend upon your success'" but GO OFF I GUESS New character speaks, new paragraph, please. Minor mistake, easily fixed. (p18, ch1) Again. New character speaks, new fucking paragraph, Pokémon or not. (p19, ch1)

"Despite her words of encouragement, Sylvie still hesitantly walked down the stairs" (p19, ch1). I'm not one for adverbs when you can show. "Despite her words of encouragement, Sylvie's steps were slow/Sylvie took her time coming down the stairs." Boom. Stronger sentence, showing not only conveys the same thing but beefs your word count. Your audience is not stupid, we can infer things.

Emotions warred within right now" (p21, ch1). Strike that "right now". Get it off. You're this close 🤏 to switching to present tense.

And all this is just the first chapter. There's still one more to go so this won't be a recurring thing for those worried about the longask asks. Lemme know if you want it. (the next chapter has her shilling Daddy!)

And she wanted to get things published?

She updated the work in August, actually! Chapter 14. And things... don't look all that different even on a skim-through 😬😬😬

Lorrrrrd. So this is the one that someone tried to give her constructive criticism on and she says it's bullying/harassment??? 😭 😭 oh please do another part, shilling Daddy is my FAVE

#pfq #pokefarm q #pokefarm #pokefarm tea #pokefarm drama #pfq drama

[alex-fa-ch]

Just remembered a thing; when I was about 10 or so and just getting into pokemon I commented to my father that I thought it would be so cool if pokemon were real. He ruthlessly made fun of me about how stupid that was and how pokemon in general was a stupid concept.

And yk at 23? I still think it would be cool if pokemon were real. And he's a big pokemon go fan now soooooooooooo

#but like thats always stuck with me #like that I expressed an interest in something and he made fun of it #and then told me I wouldn't still think that in five years #but its been twice that and i absolutely still think that #god i wish i had a sylveon

[cbreg]

Your new terrible Pokemon team: Trubbish, Sylveon, Sableye, Cutiefly, Croagunk, and Dedenne!

Trubbish Number one reason you’re garbage queer representation.

I can't stop talking about Gl*e

Sylveon Pick the three gayest Pokemon. Bonus points for explaining your choices.

Mr. Mime, Gardevoir, Darkrai. I will not take any questions about my choices.

Sableye Weirdest type of YouTube video you enjoy watching.

Okay, I used to love Slenderman projects omg. It was a really interesting phenomenon of found footage horror and I lived for it!

Cutiefly Mutual you’d like to have an Up style montage with? (You meet, you live a happily married life, one of you dies tragically, etc.)

Oh god......I don't know? I really don't wish for anyone to die tragically :(

Croagunk What’s a gross but satisfying thing you enjoy doing?

When that direct deposit hits. Like, fuck working but like.....I like getting paid....

Dedenne A cartoon character you had a crush on as a kid.

There was a brief time when The Crimson Chin could have my h*le and I hate myself for it.

[bills-pokedex]

Perhaps out of season to ask a question like this, but do you know of any other pokemon with similar folklore as Luvdisc? I find the different stories about people seeking Luvdisc out or Luvdisc appearing to be pretty strange, especially since it's so strongly tied to its concept despite not acting significantly unlike other fish-like pokemon... And of course, how they're apparently hunted for their scales in many areas, makes me a little sad and worried.

I have no idea what you mean, anonymous; this is the perfect season for it.

[Bill, this was submitted in February. —LH

The perfect season indeed. —Bill]

On a serious note, if you mean folklore related to love specifically...

Perhaps most famously, it’s believed in some parts of northwest Hoenn that if a couple were to watch the summer courtship dances between volbeat and illumise, they would be blessed with love. Of course, this belief hinges on keeping both pokémon wild, so they’re not often sought out the way luvdisc are.

Johtonians (especially those from the mountains in the east) have similar beliefs to the volbeat-and-illumise-seeking Hoennians, but with ledyba and ledian. In fact, there’s a tradition among Johtonians that states if you catch a ledyba and immediately release it, it will find its way to your one true love and whisper your name into their ear. Between this and the line’s general association with good luck, ledyba and ledian enjoy quite a bit of popularity among young, hopeful romantics.

Of course, in many western cultures, members of the roselia line are classic symbols of love, and in some countries, it’s even customary to give your significant other a freshly caught budew as a proposal gift, often in addition to engagement rings. This very likely stems from roserade’s associations with love goddesses in these cultures. Aphrodite, for example, supposedly kept two as handmaidens.

(Sinnoh considers roserade a symbol of love as well, but it actually has less to do with Aphrodite and other western gods and goddesses of love and more to do with an ancient story about a young man with a roserade partner who helped him build a bridge to the moon in order to reach his love. Yes, you read that correctly. Some Sinnohan folktales are ... strange.)

In Kalos, there are an abundance of symbols of love, but perhaps most popular are those about florges, likely due to its prevalence in well-maintained gardens. Not only did this mean florges was a common chaperone for the wealthy in their romantic pursuits, but also, florges was a common pokémon to be used in certain romantic plays of the day. One thing led to another, and florges and its preevolutions became just as common as roserade when it comes to gifts one should give their partners.

In parts of Italy, clamperl are often caught for romantic luck, and this is for two reasons. First, besides roserade, Aphrodite’s Roman counterpart Venus was often associated with clamperl. (It’s even said that she had emerged from a discarded clamperl shell.) The second reason is that clamperl flesh is thought to be an aphrodisiac. (It’s not.) Consequently, clamperl there sadly are sought out in much the same way luvdisc are in Hoenn.

Actually, any pokémon whose flesh or byproducts are either actual or supposed aphrodisiacs receive the same treatment. This includes shellder and cloyster, wailord (for their ambergris), tropius (for their bananas), and ducklett (for their eggs).

In Unova, swanna are symbols of love, and in fact, collecting pretty feathers (particularly ones that have just fallen off a swanna’s back) is a common thing to do if you’re hoping to give your lover a gift. Pretty wings are especially seen as traditional gifts to female lovers, as it essentially says their partners consider them to be as graceful and elegant as the swanna themselves.

Also in Unova, it’s said that if a wild audino wraps its feeler around your wrist, you should follow it, as it may lead you to your true love. (Or, well, an injured pokémon. Either or, really.)

In some parts of Europe, applin are seen as symbols of long-lasting love and even sexuality, as they’re associated with Hera, but it should be noted that this isn’t true for all parts of Europe, as in certain cultures, it’s traditionally seen as a symbol of knowledge or bears rather unfortunate religious connotations.

In Alola, many couples make wishes on minior showers. This stems from an older tradition in which, if a couple saw a minior fall to earth, one of them would pledge to go after it. Should they succeed in capturing that exact minior and bringing it back to their lover, then that’s a sign that their love will endure, which in turn means bringing a minior back to your loved one intact had been, in those days, tantamount to proposing. It’s not really a tradition that’s well-observed these days, though.

And just for clarification, pokémon that, contrary to what you might expect, do not have romantic connotations:

Alomomola. In Unova and other regions where it’s native, this luvdisc-shaped pokémon is not really so much a pokémon associated with love as it is good health. This is really because of its healing abilities and tendency to seek out injured sea pokémon in order to heal them. It’s also seen as a symbol of good luck among seafaring cultures (particularly in Alola), as sailors would often keep them for their aforementioned healing abilities—which is to say, the ships that came back from long voyages with almost all of their hands (both literal and in the sense of people working the ship) still accounted for often had at least one alomomola among its crew.

The chansey line. This one is less of love and more of happiness, though, yes, studies have shown that single people who owned blissey were more likely to enter a relationship in any given year. However, this is less about luck and more about the fact that blissey, in an effort to make their owners happy, will actively look for potential mates for them.

The clefairy line. Again, less about love and more about general luck—that is, seeing one will grant a person luck in general. It’s still a popular pokémon to give to one’s girlfriend, though, but this is usually because all three members of this line are extremely cute and very cat-like.

Sylveon. You would think that a pokémon whose evolution hinges on how affectionate one is with them would be associated with love, but actually, sylveon are highly possessive pokémon and are therefore, if anything, often seen as potential sources of bad luck with love.

Most pokémon with male or female counterparts (including but not limited to: indeedee, the nidoran lines, gardevoir and gallade, and tauros and miltank). While it’s common for couples to try to obtain matching pokémon (it’s especially common among straight couples and couples that like to toy with butch/femme stereotypes), the pokémon themselves are not actually seen as symbols of love or pokémon capable of granting good luck in love (or sex). The exception, as noted above, is volbeat and illumise.

#asks #long post #pokemon headcanon #pokemon headcanons #pokemon worldbuilding #our world

[ogamagirl]

WELL friendos, it looks like it’s gonna be a stressful week. I did a little think last night to de-stress myself, so I figured I’d share it here with y’all as well; maybe it’ll be fun for you to look at too.

It's been a while since I've documented The Plush Hoard, so I went through it this evening!

A few notes before we begin!

-Before the "but where do YOU sleep" comments come in - I move them around when I sleep lol. The vast majority of my plushies are up on my top bunk nowadays (which u purposefully cannot see because after I was done taking pictures I just started tossing em up there and didn't feel like making them look nice jskdhgf;;; ) - I only keep my very favorites with me. Every time I blog about my plushies I get that comment and it's not funny anymore ;; -I am not a collector that keeps my plushies on shelves or behind glass cases; one of the primary reasons I love collecting plushies is because I love soft textures, so I love hugging and cuddling with them. So some of them are pretty beat up at this point! I also have a cat and if you have a cat, you know cat hair Everywhere is just a fact of life, so if you happen to see any...sorry! I cannot possibly de-cat-hair my entire apartment at all times. -I am not a photographer and my bedroom has crappy lighting, so these pictures aren't ~the prettiest~; the point of this is for me to just have some fun talking about one of my hobbies! -I have cultivated this collection over years and years and years; as I said, it's one of my hobbies, and it just brings me joy!

That said, THIS GON BE A LONG POST LMFAO, so if you're on board, hop under the read more and we'll get started uvu

We shall start with the non-weeb plushies skdjfhldfg, which is the smallest cohort |D;;; of special note are the baby penguin from Sunshine City Aquarium in Ikebukuro, the moose my parents got for me in Alaska, the big doofy red panda my college roommates got me for my birthday one year, and the dragon. THE DRAGON IS WEIGHTED. The dragon is delightful oh my god all plushies should be weighted;;; 

Ghibli plushies! I got the vast majority of these while I was physically in Japan - the only two that I didn't were the foxsquirrel and the Totoro on top of it. The soot sprite I got at the Ghibli Museum itself uvu 

Digimon plushies! I wish there were more decently sized Digimon plushies TAT;; (I like bigger plushies because they are easier to hug ok) The Culumon and Viximon (? I think I'm remembering that name right: Renamon's in-training form, the yellow fox blob sdjfgdfg) are bootlegs I am very sorry ;;; My Digimon Plush Goal is to somehow find an official Culumon someday TAT;;; I rlly like Culumon there was a period of time in elementary school where I drew nothing but Culumon so lol. 

Random fandom plushies! Lessee, what's represented here...Sanrio, Hamtaro, Madoka, Heartcatch Precure, Higurashi, OneShot, Made in Abyss, Re:Zero, Undertale, and Deltarune! Ralsei's hat and glasses obviously come off...I, full disclosure, do not know where they are. They are probably under my bed somewhere sjkdfghsdg;;;; 

OK HERE WE GO: most of my plushies are Pokemon plushies. What can I say...they're just so much fun to collect TAT;;; first up are a couple groups of miscellaneous babbies; you will soon see I like collecting some Pokes over others... 

Miscellaneous babbies part two! See the lil Riolu? When I lived with my parents still, that Riolu was Joji's favorite plushie to steal |D;; she would semi-regularly come into my room and take plushies from me, but that one she took far more often than any other. She's such a small dog no damage was ever done, but still...Joji these are mine, not yours! 

Miscellaneous babbies part three! This was originally meant to be legendary/mythical Pokes but then I remembered Raboot and Galarian Ponyta and was like "OH NO I HAVE TO INCLUDE THEM" I am not very good at this jsdhfglsjfdg 

'pixs! (and two Ninetales) I have a very vivid memory of watching the first episode Vulpix appeared in in the anime and wanting a plushie of one so bad, but alas they were certainly not readily available to me yet, so I carried around a Simba plushie I had that evening pretending it was a Vulpix xD so if little me could see my Vulpix collection now she'd be very happy!! 

'vees! ...I like me an Eevee, what can I say. There's actually one Eevee that's missing from this pic - I told you I'm not very good at this |D;;; 

...oh there were TWO Eevees missing and I stuck them in this pic lol I CAN'T EVEN REMEMBER WHAT I TOOK PICTURES OF HOORAY anyway, Eeveelutions! I obviously favor certain evolutions over others |3 Eventually I would like to get at least one Espeon, Glaceon and Leafeon, just to say I have them all. But there is one more Eeveelution that I couldn't fit here... 

...cause she BIG. My life-sized Sylveon takes the prize of biggest plushie I own. She hangs out at the foot of my bed uvu (also her ears are top heavy/don't have any wires in them so they've clearly flopped backwards...but she cute any way you slice it TAT) 

THE PIKAS. ...Somehow I thought I had more Pikas than this. (Oh wait, I DO...they're just coming later cause they're in a special category |3 ) this is still a good amount of Pikas! Detective Pika is extraordinarily soft he's very good TAT;;; also two Raichu cause I don't have enough Raichu to take a separate pic of. 

Mimis! I have a couple other Mimis that are also in the special category coming up hehe. Big Mimi was stuck in customs for a month after I got him so I'm glad he made it home eventually TAT;;; 

HERE WE GO I have...a lot of Litten. Litten is my baby. Best Poke-kitty for me. I love my Litten TAT///// 

PICHU PICHU PICHUUUU!!! My ultimate baby TAT///// Pichu so good...so happy to have so many Pichu...aaaa///// but wait, there are Absol here too?? Well, yes, of course. For I am a Pichu and my love is an Absol. So. I had to take pictures of the plushies together uvu 

Some Large Friends that got their own picture. That rolly Charizard was the first thing I ever won from a crane game; I was ridiculously proud of myself |D;;; 

SPECIAL CATEGORY: Halloween Pokes!!!! The PokeCen always has an Extremely Good Halloween campaign and it makes me angry...they're all so good...TAT//////// 

Aaand! Best for last!! SE plushies T//u//T The middle two Souls are very beat up, ahaha....I've had the smaller one for over a decade and the bigger one for almost a decade, so...they've gotten a lot of love//// (plus it is also funny to tease Soul - u know I'd give u a hug over the plushies any day baaaaaabe u3u) I really want to get Liz, Patty, and Tsubaki too, but Tsubaki is SUPER hard to find and I don't want to get Liz and Patty and not her TAT;;; there are also Excalibur plushies...............but I think I'm ok without an Excalibur plushie sjdkfghsdfg OH also not pictured; I do have a plush Shinigami glove |D

So! There it is! The hoard! If I were a dragon this would be my treasure hoard! It was nice to go through this so if you went through it with me I hope you had fun too!

#Erin irl #plushies #plush #pokemon #idk lol PLUSHIES

[druddigoon]

so i’m supposed to be working on scholarship applications but instead of writing 500 words on why i should receive money (bc i’m poor) i typed out 1.4k words of bederia smh

anyways cheeky au where bede feels feelings

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> Nervousness, worry; something heavy building up in the heart, weighed down like a lagging tail; the bearer of bad news. Guilt. 

Bede lifts his arm up the second Gloria makes a move to get up from the couch. 

“Leaving?” he says. 

“Yeah.” It’s little more than an act nowadays, less for his benefit than Gloria’s. “It’s going to take at least a week to travel to and back from the dynamax sightings they want me to investigate, and I’d rather arrive back in time to catch the tail end of that fair you’re helping set up.” 

She’s wading her way around the coffee table when he grabs her hand. 

> Guilt, stronger now. Concern, rolling off in waves; can’t take deep breaths when the water line’s over your head. Resolve, don’t look back. No fear. 

No fear? Fear and concern usually go hand in hand. If she’s worried about running into a dangerous situation, why isn’t she scared about it? 

It takes him a while to realize she’s worried over him. 

“I’m not mad at you,” he blurts out, “This is your job, you’re the only one qualified enough to handle dens over five stars, and you’re doing it so Galar can be safe. I’d be an idiot to get mad at that.” 

“I know, I just wish it doesn’t have to be--” Gloria cuts herself off in the middle of her sentence. 

Doesn’t have to be like this. There were a lot of things that didn't have to be: Bede’s disqualification, the Eternatus incident, Gloria’s stepping down a year into her championship. Wistful ideations did not rewrite the stars. Both knew it very well. 

> Melancholy. Guilt loses its edge, dips down into resignation. 

She’s staring at the cluster of mushrooms starting to grow from the ceiling, glowing gentle hues of pink, blue, and green. For the umpteenth time, Bede wishes he could read thoughts instead of emotions. Doesn’t have to be like this. 

He sighs, lets go of her hand. “Come on. I’ll come to see you off at Hammerlocke.” 

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Rule Number One: Never talk about your ability. 

Rule Number Two: Avoid touching anyone unless absolutely necessary.

Those were the two fundamental laws Bede set for himself during his time in the orphanage. Stories too grotesque to be put into words, stark terror and raw emotion. They blurred together to the point where he stopped caring--stopped reaching out, beat or intimidated anyone who tried to him. He withdrew. 

Compassion fatigue, he’d heard the social workers discuss, after his main caretaker quit. Emotional exhaustion leading to a decreased ability to feel empathy for others. The cost of care. He often wondered if he had that too, how others’ emotions were often so strong it had washed away his own, the dull ringing in his ears after he lost contact. Or maybe he’d always been like this. 

The first rule was broken when he accused his foster father of cheating, when he gave him a slap on the back after coming home from “work”. A day later he was picked up by Oleana, and told he’d shake hands with Macro Cosmos’s pawns during meetings. 

The second rule spiralled downwards when he accidentally bumped into a challenger, back in Galar Mine No 1. 

It’s such a hassle. So much easier to hate someone when he doesn’t know them. Rose is a man brimming with hope for the future, too bright to hold in a handshake for long. Oleana, once her obsessiveness and exhaustion and contempt for Bede has been whittled away from the manicured fingernails digging into his shoulder, is a woman who adores her saviour ever since the day he took her off the streets. He remembers the pity officers doled against his skin when they had to restrain him to be brought back to the orphanage, the desperation of a slipping boy when Hop’s knuckles bit into his lip. 

So much easier to hate when they weren’t all so human. 

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In Ballonlea, where the sun fails to filter through the thick canopy of trees, time loses its grip. There is no such thing as a day and night cycle when all light comes from bioluminescent mushrooms, shining here before you were born and after you leave. 

Hammerlocke, in contrast, seems to be bathed in the light of the sun. Dying rays outline castle walls against a wash of red and gold, and shadows stretch over corners, gothic. The air is warm; he’d read somewhere that the obsidian masonry was designed to absorb heat during the day and release it at night, which saves them from temperature fluctuations as a mainland city near the wild area. Save for a few stragglers, the streets are empty. 

Bede is the first to arrive at the pokemon centre, teleported by his hatterene. 

Gloria wouldn’t arrive in a few minutes--she always liked taking the corvitaxi, watching the region pass by beneath her. Bede would accompany her if he didn’t have motion sickness. The last time they rode together had been...messy. 

He’s flipping through a curry catalogue in the lobby when she bursts in, windblown hair and old leather bag and all. 

“Sorry, I had to take a detour to get my stuff. Completely forgot about that, or I’d have brought them to your house.”  Golisopod lumbers in after, bags comically hanging on its upturned scutes. “Hope you didn’t wait long?” 

Bede checks his rotom-phone. Half an hour, but she doesn’t need to know that. “Yes, a whole fucking two minutes. I thought you were fine spending a month in the woods wearing the same clothes, eating berries and roots like a neanderthal.” 

“Oh, I hope Sylveon pukes on your pillow tonight.” The jab didn’t have much force to it, and he doesn’t need to touch her to see her stress; they’ve been around each other long enough for him to notice the incessant tic of her right foot, how she keeps running one hand over another as a soothing gesture, in the absence of his. 

(It’s endearing. He usually looks down at people who fail to disguise their fears, sees them as weak of will, but this is Gloria. She’s the girl who’d faced and captured gods, the girl known to take on the most unstable regions of the wild area and come out alive; she’s also the girl who released them after making sure they wouldn’t cause harm, the girl fretting not because she might be risking her life, but because Bede will miss her. It’s cute.) 

He sees her off at the Hammerlocke gates. Gloria has her back to him, checking maps, while her golisopod is already making its way down the stairs. The gap between them seems to be growing wider, and he wants nothing more than to reach for her shoulder. 

That would be crossing a boundary. They’d talked extensively about his ability, and she’d said yes, it’s okay to touch her, she had nothing to hide from him. But just because he has her consent doesn’t mean he’s privy to her feelings at the moment. 

Gloria closes her map, taking one step down the stairs.

Another step. Stops. 

She looks back. 

Whatever she sees on Bede’s face makes her turn around and run towards him. He doesn’t get a single word in before she throws her arms around him, almost barreling him over. 

> Courage, the strength to keep walking even though each step is a battle; confidence, the rain that washes away all doubt; hope, the fiercest of them all, a steady mantra of We’ll be okay.

He grips her tight, wishes for once he could speak his emotions like she’s speaking hers. Settles for balling all his conviction into a whisper. “You’re going to do phenomenal, you’re going to pummel whatever that dynamax pokemon is without breaking a sweat, and I’ll wake up a week from now with a million messages of how you kicked their ass. Don’t worry about me.” 

He can feel her smile from the shift of her cheek. “And I’m going to come back to Ballonlea’s first town fair sensationalised on the headlines of every media site, and finally get to ride on a ferris wheel that isn’t always ‘out of order’ like Wyndon’s is, because you did a great job bossing people and pokemon around. Don’t worry about me.” 

They let go. 

Gloria heads down the stairs to her golisopod. His skin burns warm as he watches them meet up, as they round the corner, until they are gone. 

#drudwrites #bederia #bede #gloria #fuck tumblr formatting

[profsalixwillow]

It’s barely past dawn as Salix slips out of the lab in a wetsuit with only a rucksack and two pokemon in tow. It’s not exactly a nice day, but that’s how he prefers it. Overcast meant the clouds were low enough to block out the mountains to the north west. 

He gears up the small boat he has moored just off the beach pier just down from the lab. It’s mostly white but with green accents and a silver wing hand painted on the stern. He double checks his bags, making sure he brings food and water for himself and the pokemon. He has his ocarina tucked into the side pocket of his bag as he slings it into the small yacht.

His old sylveon hops up onto the stern. The old eeveelution is going grey around the muzzle now, they lived longer than other eeveelutions thanks to their typing giving them a natural advantage but they still faded eventually. He’d outlived his original pikachu, although he now has another, a descendant of that one, on his shoulder. 

He hops into the boat, unmooring it and pushing off. He’ll sail the first few hours before switching to the engine. He enjoys sailing properly and if it wasn’t for the fact he had to be back before midday then he’d probably be out all day. 

Chuu is sat at the bow while Sylv has gone down into the cabin out of the way. The pikachu’s ears perk up a little after an hour. It’s the signal that he was looking for. There’s nothing for miles, just ocean and clouds. 

He drops the anchor, pulling the handmade ocarina from his bag. Stepping up to the bow, he starts playing, it’s a simple tune to start with, but it rings true and slowly gets more complicated the longer he plays. Once he’s finishes, Chuu is stood fully upright. He points at the water, bouncing slightly as he sees something deep down. 

Salix puts the ocarina down and straps flippers and goggles on. “Chuu, are you and Sylv gonna be okay while I’m down there?” The pikachu nods, squeaking confirmation and giving him a salute. He laughs, rubbing the pikachu between the ears before turning, slinging a simple large cloth drawstring bag over one shoulder, taking a slow deep breath and diving into the deep blue. 

There's nothing here. It’s just wide blue water that fades into dark nothingness for as far as the eye can see. He starts swimming straight down, his breathing regulated with expert experience. 

He gets nearly 400ft down before there's glowing eyes to meet him. It’s pitch black down here to the normal eye, but he can see through the gloom. What no one can see is his own eyes are glowing to match the ones much larger than his own. He makes a hand movement, sign for ‘hello’, the beast of the sea huffs in his face. It makes a head movement, turning to allow Salix to grip onto his neck before leading him further down. Holding his breath feels easier against the sea god’s back, he knows Lugia is probably using some kind of magic to help not drown him.

With Lugia’s help they reach the goal. A crashed airplane. It’s missing its tail and is half buried in the sand of the seabed. The only wing he can see looks like it’s been ripped off. He can’t see it anywhere. Salix glances at his diving watch. 600ft. 8 Minutes. He moves to the cockpit. The glass is gone, shattered on impact. A lot of the plane is decaying. Taken by the ocean like all things were. There’s no bodies left, those would be the first things to go. But he does find small personal effects. Some leather boots, part of a leather jacket, remains of two pairs of goggles and a bracelet. He collects all of them, placing them in his bag. It’s not much, but he tries to collect anything he can to bury. 

He swims back a little, using a small waterproof diving camera to take pictures of the plane, trying to make out any of the writing still intact on the side. He can look it up later to try and trace it. 

He gives a nod to Lugia as he puts the camera in the bag, who turns and allows Salix to grasp his neck again. With the things collected, they start their ascent. It takes much less time then when he went down. 

They break the water gently, and Lugia allows Salix to swim back to the boat. 

I found a cave around 300ft down to the east. There’s a submarine too. 

Salix pulls himself back onto the deck, trying not to gulp air as his lungs recover their deep dive. “Tomorrow. Okay? I’ll come back out tomorrow. I need to get back and bury these and I have a meeting at 1.” 

The old beast stares at him, his head barely above the water. He makes a low rumbling noise that sends shivers through Salix’s bones. 

Very well. 

“Keep looking okay? Thank you though. I’ll get donuts for you next time you want to come to the lab.” 

Bubble tea too. Moltres was talking about it yesterday. I wish to try it. 

“Okay and bubble tea.” He laughs, placing the bag to one side so he could unstrap himself from the flippers and deposit his goggles too..  “Donuts and bubble tea.”

Lugia nods very slightly and gives a low cry before diving again, disappearing back into the deep. Salix sits and watches for him a moment, before the white shape disappears into the gloom. 

Chuu hops over from where he was lay, lifting the towel he had found for Salix while he was gone. Salix takes it, starting to dry his hair off. 

“Right, time to head back. Should be able to bury these, sail back to the house and then get a shower in time for that meeting.” 

#// Willow ; Drabble \\ #// Willow ; Headcanon \\ #// Beast of the Sea | Lugia \\

[asurising]

top 5 fairy-type pokemon 👀

put “top 5” anything in my ask and i will answer | Accepting!

This one was…surprisingly hard. When I looked at this ask I was like “Yeah okay this is easy I know my favorite fairy types-” but as it turned out theres only like 4 fairy types I don’t really like and only like 3 I don’t really have an opinion on…2 and 3 were easy though.

Honorable mention’s: The ones I think are really cool but I can’t say much on them ‘cos I’ve never used them or have only recently started warming up to them: Florges, Comfey, Whimsicott, Ribombee, Mawile.

Gardevoir. This is gonna go in reverse cos I can’t count down from 5 using in built features-I dunno man it’s hard for me to explain some of these cause there aren’t many to choose from. I either really like fairy types or just kinda don’t have an opinion. (except you Azumarill and Marill, my irrational disdain for you will rage on forever) but I dunno man, I always kinda liked sleek designs and recently (like within the last year recently) I’ve really started warming up to Gardevoir? Furry memes aside it’s a really pretty Pokemon and aesthetically I really like it to a point where I caved and made it one of my other muses main pokemon in their Pokemon au.

Diancie. My favorite legendary! I can’t really explain this one because it kinda came out of nowhere but honestly? It’s just cute. I think Diancie is cute. I like pink things (Assuming the pink is done right) and I really like it’s design? the colors are nice and I wish to hold its hand

Primarina. This one is where the list gets easier because I loved Primarina immedietly. When SuMo was still on the horizon and the starter evo’s got leaked Primarina made me pray to god they were real (and they were). Theres something about Primarina that makes me love it? it’s just so elegant and I honestly considered giving Gold one for a long time because of how much it didn’t suit him and how I thought it might be fun to play around with the idea of Gold having Pokemon that don’t work with him. there are actually shades of that in Gawain to this day!

Togekiss. Admittedly it’s pretty recently that I’ve started liking Togekiss as much as I do. I never really disliked Togekiss but I never really loved it either, back when I first made Gold he didn’t even have Togekiss, his flying type was actually Crowbat. After a while though I thought it might be interesting to have Gold interact with a big cuddly baby and writing Golds Togekiss made me really love it  because of how much time I had to spend thinking about it. A lot like Typhlosion except I still don’t really love Typhlosion or anything I just kinda like it now.

Sylveon. It’s not even a contest. Not only is Sylveon my favorite fairy type Pokemon it’s my second favourite pokemon in general after Infernape. Back when I started playing X&Y I didn’t have many opinions on Sylveon, I thought it was cute and everything but I didn’t love it or anything, but I wanted to try out fairy type so I gave Sylveon a go and ooooooooh boy. Unintentionally I ended up doing a Sylveon only run through X&Y and I loved it so much. My friends and I memed up how good Sylveon was because when we battled it didn’t matter what I did, so long as Sylveon was good to go I still won. Sylveon was not only the first time I really got attached to a Pokemon in a game, it was also the first Pokemon plush I ever got, and I’ve had a Sylveon on every team I’ve battled with since then! I just…I really love Sylveon. Lucas recently enabled me giving Gold one and I’m just…I’m so happy. Bonus points because Valerie also has a Sylveon and Val is probably one of my top 5 gym leaders? she’s up there.

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Morality’s Remorse: Part 1

(Note: This is a sequel to Deceit’s Hunger, if you want to know what the heck is going on here, please read that story before this one. It’s on AO3. That is all.) 

As much as Patton had wished that everything had resolved itself after he had brought Deceit back from the clutches of the dark sides, as much as he had wished that they had gone on to be one big happy family, he couldn’t have been more wrong about it. He couldn’t even lie to himself and say that things were just a little rocky, because there were times when he was in the same room as the others that Roman, as well as Logan, would either just up and leave, or they would refuse to look at him. What hurt the worst though, had to be with Virgil, he had happily watched as Virgil and Deceit professed their love.

When Deceit had been laying on the carpeted floor of the hallway after they had just narrowly escaped Despair’s clutches, he had watched as Virgil cradled Deceit’s face in his hands a look of intense worry curling over his face. Just for that worry to immediately turn to embarrassment on Virgil’s face as soon as Deceit opened his mouth and spoke.

“God I love you…” Was what the deceitful side had uttered, while his eyes had a seemingly impossible amount of wonder, Deceit looked at Virgil like he was looking at the moon and night sky like the first time. Deceit looked at him like he couldn’t believe that Virgil was kneeling there in front of him, like some dark mysterious knight in shining armor, and Virgil looked back at him.

To be honest, it was exceedingly adorable as Virgil had gripped the front of Deceit’s button up shirt, the collision of their lips had been a messy and uncoordinated one but that had seemed to make it all the better for them. As Virgil finally pulled away from the kiss, his eyes were swimming with tears, but at the same time, he had the kind of smile that at one time Patton had only been able to pull out of him.

“Do..Don’t you ever do that again you hear me? Don’t you ever leave me again.”

Another kiss sealed that promise, but all the while Patton’s ribs ached and burned when he breathed in, and as the two new lovers were professing said love Patton attempted to stand up. Just to garner the attention of the others as he finally moved.

A stare, a single solitary stare was what said it all for Patton, the burning stare from Virgil, Logan, and Roman was what had told him right then and there.

The guilt, pain, and near crushing disappointment pressed down on his chest like a heavy stone intent on crushing him. It should have been obvious at that very moment, but it took him nearly a week later to understand what that look meant.

They didn’t forgive him, even with how he had helped Deceit in the end and how he had brought him back to Virgil, they would never forgive him for what he had done in the past.

Patton gripped his pillow now, and biting into it as he heavily breathed out the moral side attempted to muffle the weary sobs that were coming up faster and faster. His ribs protested the actions, as they did with anything that required him to breathe heavily or in this case cry until he had nothing left to cry about. His entire upper torso felt like it had been placed in a vise lately, with practically everyone ignoring him, it had become impossible to make any conversation with anyone.

Even just a hello! At this point, he would take even that if it meant one of the sides would talk to him.

His fingers clenched the fabric of his pillow tighter and tighter, it physically hurt to curl up into a ball at this point, so he just laid there weeping into his feathery soft pillow, as the memories of nostalgia floated freely around him. Trying to suck him in, trying to make him stay, because if he stayed then he wouldn’t have to go back out and see how the others were ignoring him. Come to think of it-

No!

That traitorous line of thinking was one that he would not endorse again, if he stayed here then there was a good chance that he wouldn’t ever leave again, and despite it all, he was needed, Patton, Thomas’ morality was very much needed. Even if the others didn’t like him, and even if they only saw his mistake, he was a needed facet of Thomas’ mind and his critical thinking, as Logan had once told him.

He couldn’t just stay here and never go back out, as tempting as the notion was for him.

It was then that a sharp pain pinched his stomach along with a low grumbling noise, it was usually around the time that he went downstairs to get something to eat for dinner. Adjusting his schedule had taken a while, so that he didn’t accidentally intrude on the others dinner. He had made that mistake once and only once, when he had gone downstairs the moment that he had smelled something absolutely fantastic cooking. Just to find that four plates had put out.

One for Logan, one for Roman, one for Virgil, and...one for Deceit.

They hadn’t even thought about including him or even coming to get him when Roman had finished cooking, and it had hurt all the more to see what else, but spaghetti on their plates, and most likely his own recipe from his cookbook that he kept in the kitchen.

That night he hadn’t cared about the pain in his abdomen as he curled up tight, he tried to remain as silent as possible as he cried. But he had always been a loud crier when he was in any sort of pain, and now it was kind of his downfall, to be honest.

As per usual he took his time when getting up, making sure to take slow and steady breaths as he did, once he was up things went a lot smoother and a lot faster. Creaking the door slowly open, and holding the knob in the usual way so that it squeaks when returned to its original position.

Patton held his breath, listening for the sound of voices downstairs, or any of the usual sounds that came with a group of people occupying one space. Silence answered his own silence. He was good to go.

Although, his careful movements didn’t end with him shutting the door, as he made his way down the stairs, skipping the usual steps that would squeak or groan when stepped on. He would hate for any sound that he made to wake one of the others up, and then..then he’d have to deal with them looking at him, and he wasn’t sure if he could deal with that same flat stare that said nothing and everything all at once.

When he made it to the kitchen Patton felt the sigh of relief that had been pent up inside of him rush out all at once, which certainly didn’t help his sore midsection either. But it was a pain that he learned to ignore for the time being as he made his way over to the fridge.

There’s gotta be some leftovers, maybe I’ll have cereal tonight or..or I’ll cook some eggs or an omelet!

Squinting his eyes at the glare of fridge’s internal light, Patton brightened up at the methodical nature that came with just looking for something to eat. If he was cooking then it was almost like he could pretend that he wasn’t just making food for himself, that he’d have other people to eat with and that he’d get to share. Or that he wasn’t really alone right now.

“Hey…”

The suddenness of the new voice started him, making Patton raise his head abruptly thumping it against the top of the fridge before he hastily drew it back out, ignoring the throbbing of his skull as he spun back again.

The words died in his throat at the sight of Deceit, with his hand awkwardly holding his arm while he looked to the floor, Deceit was already in his pajamas. The cute silky button-up pajamas that was spotted with top hats and snakes, and Patton would have made a remark on the outfit, about how it seemed to suit Deceit, or even how the green of the base color brought out the color of the other’s snake eye. He would have, he really would have. But he felt the rubber band ball of those words lodging itself firmly in his throat, refusing to let anything pass.

Deceit must have seen the sheer nervousness on his face on his face, as he then smiled. “Virgil isn’t asleep, I didn’t just come down for a glass of water...can I not join you?” The words despite only some of them being lies, were pretty easy to decipher and the moment that he did, Patton felt his tensed up shoulders sagging in relief before he hastily nodded his head.

Watching Deceit clamber onto the counter, sitting much like Virgil usual would, warmed something inside of Patton. He was being talked to, Deceit was talking to him without giving him that stare, he had smiled at him without a hint of malice.

Deceit though, seemed to watch his every move as he cracked the eggs in the pan, adding chopped up bits of basil, chives, and parsley. Before then adding a good helping of cheese and everything else that normally went into making an omelet. Deceit’s eyes followed the movement of Patton’s hand, as he flipped the cooking egg mixture over and over a few times.

“You know…” The deceitful side eventually broke the silence between them. “I totally told you my name did I?”

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[the-apocryphal-one]

DR x Pokemon: Super Dangan Ronpa 2

And here’s the second part of my DR x Pokemon crossover AU, this time with the cast of the second game! These guys were even more fun to design teams for than the first cast. As in the first post, let me know if you strongly disagree or agree with any of them--it is just for fun, but discussion can be fun too!

You can find Part One here!

Lots of super common ‘mons here. Sorry Hajime, but it fits with your normalcy, complex about said normalcy, and inability to pay the Reserve Course fees (you can’t afford to catch anything good). The two exceptions are Eevee, which is also Normal but has lots of potential, like he does; and Larvesta, which is weak but will become a god-like entity if you can evolve it. Hmm, does that sound familiar to anyone...?

...also sun imagery goes really well with Hajime’s full name meaning “to face a new day”. I just couldn’t pass that by.

All his Pokemon are shiny. Because of course they are.

Ultimate Lucky student = Unfezant. Granbull is a reference to the dog he used to own. Garbodor is because he thinks of himself as trash. Delibird and Clefable both have luck-based moves (Present and Metronome). M-Ampharos is because he wants to help hope shine brightly...and it has fluffy white hair. 

Additionally, some of his Pokemon have accuracy problems and so need his luck to help land hits—Delibird has the ability Hustle, Clefable has Sing, M-Ampharos has Zap Cannon, etc.

Search your feelings. You know it to be true.

Real talk, the reason he only has Dittos instead of Mimikyu or Zoroark is because those two pretend with disguises and illusions; Ditto pretends by actually turning into whoever it’s copying. 

On a happy note, he can tell his Dittos all apart, always.

His three dragon types are references to his family name (nine-headed dragon). I did consider giving him three Hydreigons to make the pun complete, but it doesn’t really fit him. As for why these specifically, Haxorus is awesome, Dralage’s ambushes and ship attacks have criminal vibes, and Goodra represents his inner soft side. Honchkrow is based off a mafia boss, which I know isn’t yakuza but still carries the same connotations. Krookodile and Mightyena are more underworld type ‘mons.

I find it abhorrent that we have like 800 Pokemon and not a single one is hamster-based. Togedemaru comes closest, having four of them is obviously meant to reflect the Four Dark Devas. Greninja looks like him, just look at the scarf. M-Houndoom is a literal hellhound, nothing fits his ‘ruler of hell’ shtick better.

The three monkeys help him with cooking. Miltank provides milk (and jokes, I’m sure), Tropius fruit, and Lickilicky is because of his perverse nature.

Hitmontop and Emboar are both Fighting types, with Emboar in particular referencing his BURNING SPIRIT. Passimian is based off football, which as a team manager he surely has experience with. He’s got Zebstrika because lightning flies out of his eyes, and Bastiodon because Mechamaru. Skuntank farts when sent out, referencing his toilet humor.

Wimpod is a coward, like him. M-Sharpedo is there because of his shark teeth. Klinklang is literally a bunch of gears and he’s a mechanic. Machoke, Ambipom, and Donphan all help him in the workshop—Machoke isn’t fully evolved because he just wants help with heavy labor, and doesn’t have anything near Sakura’s martial arts training.

She shares Porygon-Z with Chihiro because she’s an AI. Komala is because of her sleepyhead nature. Crobat and Delcatty reference her hoodie and backpack. Sylveon is a major ‘power of friendship/love/hope’ Pokemon. Azumarill references her relation with Usami--though I admit, I went back and forth between it and a shiny (pink) Lopunny for ages. Ultimately, Azumarill’s Fairy type and matching Usami’s round body won out.

I had only three things in mind: fighting types because she loves to battle strong opponents, fire types because she’s a hothead, and Acrobatics because she’s a Gymnast even if she doesn’t care for it. In fact, her entire team except Hitmonlee can learn Acrobatics, and Hitmonlee is apparently partially based off acrobats anyway.

Half her team are dance-based to help with her performances, like Sayaka. The other half references her bullying and general nature. Liepard is called the ‘Cruel’ Pokemon, Toxapex looks cute but is highly poisonous, and Heatmor represents her ant-squishing. Froslass gets special mention for representing both halves--it’s a dancer (and it even wears a kimono!) and is known to be pretty cruel too.

Hoooo boy Mahiru gave me a hard time. We have no photography Pokemon and she doesn’t have any screaming standout quirks. So I went off her desire to make people smile. Sunflora, Ribombee, Jumpluff, and Ludicolo all seem like they’d help in that field. Drampa is pretty gentle with kids, so I think it’d be good for entertaining them and setting up shots. M-Kanghaskan likes taking care of others, referencing how Mahiru is the ‘team mom’.

Like Leon, she has an Exploud for sound amplification; in fact, all her first three are very much noise-based Pokémon, a lot louder than Sayaka’s gentle singers. Shiftry is a reference to her long nose sprite. Magmortar can make a dramatic entrance with smoke and create pyrotechnics, like in DR3. Finally, she has M-Manectric to help with light shows and because she finds it electrifying.

Samurott is a samurai, Farfetch’d uses a sword-like weapon, Seviper uses its tail as a sword, and Aegislash is literally a blade. Skarmory’s feathers were used as swords in the past. Whimsicott satisfies her love for fluffy things, and was a present from Fuyuhiko against his family’s orders (they wanted her team to only reflect her being a ‘tool’).

Blissey and Audino are the two Pokemon that immediately leap to mind when you think ‘healer’. Alomomola and Florges also make good ‘clerics’; Almomola has Healer and learns ‘Wish’, while Florges gets both ‘Wish’ and Aromatherapy. Wishiwashi and M-Banette represent her yandere side; Wishiwashi is a crying, timid thing, but becomes so terrifying in School Mode that Gyarados run from it. Meanwhile, Banette wants to inflict pain on the person who threw it away, and Mikan has lot of pent-up anger towards her bullies.

Persian and Serperior for the same reasons as Byakuya. Her ghost-type represents her liking for the occult. She has a Scizor (not Mega, though) because her admiration for serial killers translates to borrowing the signature ‘mon of the most notable one. Escavalier is her knight. And finally, as the princess of a military nation, I think she’d easily have some powerful dragon-type, and Charizard-X’s aesthetic looks like something she’d like.

AKA ‘stop having fun guys’. Tangrowth matches his hair :P The next four are all hard to raise pseudo-legendaries, befitting his Ultimate Everything. Volcarona is the same one Hajime had, and has multiple meanings for Izuru too: it was also considered a ‘savior’ (aka a hope) in ancient Pokemon times, and while he only kept it because he didn’t care to switch it, he still has it, representing how there’s a little bit of Hajime left in him. Speaking of, Volcarona was mind-wiped too, and the rest of Hajime’s team were disposed of by the Steering Committee :(

Finally, over half his team is capable of Mega Evolution; they just can’t, because that requires a strong bond between trainer and Pokemon, and Izuru lacks that. I also came pretty close to giving him Nihilego (for their shared apathy), but it’s an Ultra Beast, so it doesn’t really count.

Credit to @oceanairwonderland​ for Izuru’s sprite!

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[sunnynoki]

12, 19, 22 for the pokemon asks!

12.: What/who got you into Pokemon?

pokeani! my brother would watch b/w on netflix, along with indigo league and whatever else was on there, so ive always be familiar with it. years later, the reason i picked up pla was because of the promise of a change to the formula! i saw clips with more open world play, along with cutscenes with an actually expressive protagonist, which is what turned me off from swsh.

before this i had picked up lets go eevee, but it never really... i didnt really like it! i love the open world of pla and the more action and free flow between overworld and battles just GAH i love pla so much its so good. regular pokemon formula isnt my cup of tea, but pla is everything i couldve wanted and MORE

19.: Which evil Pokemon team is your favorite?

dunno! as this is my first pokemon generation, i dont really have a lot of choices. i guess theres miss fortune sisters of pla, and team rocket of pokeani, along with whatever teams i could remember from the regional pokeani's. but honestly the teams the ruby/sapphire are so funny like one team is like "fuck water. all my homies hate water" and the other is "fuck land. all my homies hate land" and then rayquaza just vibe checks them. god bless. idk if they would be my fave though. if i had to pick it would be the pokeani team rocket! we love a chaotic evil found family

HEY COMING BACK AFTER LOOKING OVER THSI i cant believe i forgot team skull. theyre so funny in pokeani theyre like "fucka u! [gets their ass wrecked in a battle] ah shit FUCKA YOU!!!" GOD bless. i wish my memory served me better but ya :'D honorable mention!!

22.: If you were a gym leader, what would your typing/theme be?

FAIRY OR FLYING. those are my two favorite types. when i doodled a gym leader-sona ages ago i went with fairy typing, and since i adore sylveon i'd be more likely to go for that. we need more fairy flying pokemon though theres just togetic/togekiss. i love its cloud lookin ass, but i would love more. also the day we get a flying type eeveelution im just. exploding. fyi.

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[atrainernamedradish]

Ranking Eeveelutions [Worst to Best]

I’ve seen many of Poketubers making a list ranking their least favorite/hated Eeveelution to their favorited one. I personally don’t have any Eeveelution and anything I put on this list is just nick picking at best. Eevee will not be on this list, but for anyone who cares, it’s my favorite Pokemon of all times.

8) Sylveon

I don’t have any battling history with this Pokemon. While I have nothing against its design, I’m actually not too fond of it. The ribbons are a bit much and the colors are a bit funky... Its shiny is also very lackluster since it only changes one color on it. Maybe once I use on I can better appreciate it. Till then this is where it sits on this list.

7) Flareon

I barely used one once upon a time on a ROM of Leaf Green and I regretted evolving my Eevee into that. Generations 1-3 weren’t kind to Flareon due to the physical special split not existing yet and it shows. Maybe I can properly use one in the later generations where I can utilize its great attack stat.

6) Umbreon

I‘ve never used one. It can be very bulky working as a stall tank and that very much appeals to me. ...other than that I feel as though Umbreon is very overrated because everyone’s inner edgy teenager has a hard on for it. I also wish its shiny was a different shade of blue. Not fond of that Tron blue...

5) Vaporeon

This Eeveelution is undeniably beautiful~ It also has a lovely sprite/model cry to boot! It also has great bulk and special offense, and I’m glad I used one in my first playthrough of X. It was a majestic beast who helped carry my team.

4) Glaceon

My real introduction to this Pokemon was in a fantastic ROM hack called “Pokemon Dark Violet”, though it is a great game it is unfinished and the creator isn’t going to finish it, but i’s worth a go for anyone who wants to try it~ Anyway, that Glaceon was a special powerhouse! She took lives! For as much as people bitch about how frail the Ice typing is and all its weaknesses this is a solid choice for any Ice type lover. I really need to use one in a playthrough of the official games.

3) Jolteon

Jolteon in my opinion is the best out of the original 3 Eeveelutions. It’s fast and hits hard specially, and it’s one of the best pure electric types, in my opinion. Whenever I play Kanto I almost always used a Thunder Stone on my Eevee.

2) Leafeon

I simply adore its design~ It’s just so cute in design and so is its sprite/model cry~! And despite being a frail typing, which is easily one of my top 3 favorites, it hits hard and fast! I had been wanting one of these since Generation 2, and I’m not gonna lie, I’m still butthurt over the fact that you can’t evolve it with a damn Leaf Stone! (And don’t get me STARTED on the whole Ice Stone fiasco!)

1) ESPEON

Oh. My. GOD. I love this thing! It is so sleek and majestic and I love it! When I first saw this thing it was love at first sight. I wanted one. And by God I did get one. My Eevee finally evolved into one after barely beating Champion Lance with her as my last living Pokemon in the day time! And after that Espeon shredded through teams~ She literally one-shoted Sabrina’s Alakazam! For me that was revenge for her being a total cunt in Pokemon Blue. But Espeon is my favorite because it’s a well designed Pokemon with good stats, and I’m always happy to use one if need be~

#eeveelutions