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sthavoc · 28 days

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Hi bestieeee, can I request something cute ? It could be short if you like.

You never call Enzo by his name he is used to hearing “mi amor” or whatever you like but when you say his name for something he’s like the confused pikachu meme like what did I do wrong? Who you talking to cuz that ain’t me I’m the love of your life future father of your children EXCUSE YOUUU TREAT ME WITH SOME RESPECT.

Thank you !! 💖

*๑՞ 🍏 𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐓 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐄 𝐁𝐘 𝐌𝐘 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄 | ENZO VOGRINCIC

·˚ ༘ pairing: enzo x fem!reader

·˚ ༘ summary: you decide to pull a little prank on your boyfriend, wanting to see his reaction to you calling him by his name.

·˚ ༘ warnings: I believe it’s only fluff (if not i’m sorry)

·˚ ༘ note: guys i’m finally on spring break!! I can write more fics now! this one is a small blurb <3 i’m sorry if there’s any grammar mistakes.

The times you’ve called Enzo by his name could be counted. Those few moments could be times when the two of you would either fight or be on serious topics. Apart from that, his name wouldn't be a part of your daily vocabulary around him, or on the list of names you were used on calling him.

But today, you decided to see and test the waters. What would his reaction be to you randomly calling him by his name? Right now both of you found yourselves in the kitchen after you guys had gotten back home from doing your grocery shopping.

You thought this was perfect timing for you to ask him for something.

“¿Enzo, me pasas las manzanas por favor?” And there was his reaction. You tried to ignore it, but the facial expressions he had were difficult to dismiss. Your lips quivered from trying your best not to break character, you even had to seal them completely.

“¿Cómo me llamaste?” He spoke with confusion and astonishment in his tone. You never looked up from what you were doing and continued to put the groceries away.

“¿De qué hablas?” You followed along. The smallest of smiles broke from your lips when your back faced him and he wasn’t able to see any sign of facial expressions on your face.

“Me llamaste Enzo.” He sets both palms on the cold stone of the kitchen counter, his knuckles bending with the action. By this moment you had turned towards him again but continued to move.

“Pero si así te llamas amor.” You played dumb.

“No, no—” He points with his index before making his lips damped with his tongue. “Para vos yo soy tu “mi amor”, futuro marido, el padre de tus futuros hijos, el amor de tu vida.” You were trying your very best not to laugh right now. He appeared offended from hearing his name coming out of your lips.

You couldn't hide the smile on your lips, and he realized it. The crease that formed between his brows hadn't missed the way your cheeks grew for the smile. Which was when he asked—

“¿Por que sonreís?” he continued to look annoyed as you continued to smile.

You shook your head trying to cover your smile, but you were failing to. “Era una bromita amor.”

A smirk appeared on his lips, where he stuck his tongue inside his lower lip with a small shake of the head. “Ah ¿una bromita eh?” He copies. He had walked closer to you, his hands had found its way to your waist. “Pues tus bromitas me van a dar algo chiquita. Pero todo lo que dije es verdad eh.” He points.

“Lo se, y lo siento.” you whisper genuinely. Your eyes looked up at him while you continued to share your smile.

His index finger and thumb rested on your chin while the lack of space stayed between the two before he leaned in to share a gentle kiss. A kiss from which you were able to hear the smooch after you both pulled away.

“respeto, nena.” He said.

And you knew that the man meant for you to have respect for him, on knowing how to call him. It was mostly banter, but he did prefer for you to call him any cute pet name than his name. A million times.

#enzo vogrincic #enzo vogrincic x reader #enzo vogrincic blurb #enzo vogrincic fic #enzo vogrincic imagine #enzo vogrincic one shot #enzo vogrincic x you

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sincerelyrki · 3 months

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PIKA PIKA

↳ three : girl he doesn’t want you [WRITTEN]

wc : 676

“You’re kidding right” To say your jaw was on the ground was an understatement, eyes wide in disbelief as you stared at the massive pikachu head hanging in front of you.

You could hear the girls around you snickering from under their own, normal sized, masks. Seconds before you had to go on stage you finally received your head, your manager, Taesung, coming running in with it.

“I’m sorry, Yn. This is the only one we have” You could see that he genuinely felt bad for you, his eyes never meeting your own. “Can we stuff it? Like shove clothes in it or something?”

You snapped your head to the side, eyes narrowing at the tallest pikachu, Minseo. “Stuff it? Do I look like a turkey?” Everyone could tell that you weren't really mad, just very confused about the compromising situation you were put into.

“She will literally suffocate” Esa lightly shoved against Minseo, causing them both to tumble to the ground due to their unstable feet.

Taesung shook his head at the sight, rolling his eyes with a small smile on his lips. “It will be fine, there's a small clip under the chin.” He rolled it around to show you all, the big ears hitting him in the face in the process.

“Just put it on, it's fine” Without a minute to even think, he shoved it on your head, hands doing the clip up right away.

“See? Perfect fit” Before you could respond a loud voice called for you all from the raising stage platforms. “Break a leg girls” He patted the top of your head before gesturing to the stage, bowing his head in a playful manner.

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Your giant head rocked side to side as you waddled onto stage, the clasp under your head barely holding it into place as the force of gravity attempted to pull it down.

Before you even had time to dwell on it one of the members came running straight at you, his arms wrapping around your pikachu head as he hugged you.

Through your eye holes you could see nothing but his upper half, still wrapped around you. The second he pulled away you recognized him right away, Jake Sim.

You weren’t super familiar with Enhypen, but you knew enough about them due to your intensive research after receiving this opportunity.

Throughout the whole stage Jake never left your side, fancams going crazy as they watched your interactions.

As the pikachu’s began leaving the stage you could feel Jake’s hand holding your ear, halting you from leaving. You turned around towards him as the other ran off stage, your other ear hitting him in the face in the process.

Since you couldn’t speak, you just tilted your head in confusion. Jake smiled adoringly down at you and then he pulled you into him again, a final hug against your head.

The second he let go you turned back around and ran to catch up with your friends, missing the multiple eyes following you as you passed them.

As soon as you reached your dressing room you undid the head, letting out a deep breath as you looked up to see everyone staring at you with smiles.

“What?” you asked, quirking your eyebrow as you looked at every single person. Haeri squealed as she stood up, running over to you with her arms out.

“You’re so cute! Everyone couldn’t stop looking at you” She caressed your hair as she spoke to you, her eyes smiling with her mouth. “Yeah, I think everyone tried to get to you” Eunah shook her head in disapproval, “Too bad Jake got to you first.”

Chaemi gasped, her hand flying over her mouth as she gave you a specific look that you recognized right away. “He wants you so bad”

Esa shook her head right away, her hands making large X’s in front of her. “No no no, he’s not allowed to perceive my baby”

Chaemi rolled her eyes, clicking her tongue as she sarcastically responded, “fine. Girl he doesn’t want you”

A/N i’ve been so busy lately 😭 finally was able to upload

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Niki knew that the pikachu's on stage with them were real people dressed in a costume but that doesn't mean he can't get shocked after accidentally revealing one of their identities. his shock quickly changed to amusement as the revealed pikachu could only think of one thing to say as the tension in the room heightened- "pika pika?" it's not like you could avoid him after humiliating yourself either, you still have all of tour left.

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yuquinzel · 2 years

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BNHA BOYS WHEN YOU MAKE THEM FLUSTERED

i. characters— katsuki bakugo, shoto todoroki, izuku midoriya, hitoshi shinso and denki kaminari.

ii. warnings— none, just fluff <3

iii. notes— could you tell i was a little biased sjsjsksk

BAKUGO. with a perpetual scowl on his face becomes a blushing mess when you use corny pick up lines on him. he would never get flustered if you said something suggestive ( he would rather smirk and say something even more bold ). but causally say something cheesy like "your lips look lonely, would they like to meet mine? ;o" and watch how his cheeks turn a furious red. would mask his embarassment with anger and probably yell something mean but you know he loves it.

SHOTO. who's quite dense when it comes to pick up lines, smiles and averts eyes in embarassment when you compliment him. oh how he loves it when you praise him. ruffle his hair, look him in the eyes and say he looks pretty today and he'll look at you confused, faint brush of pink blooming on his cheeks and would awkwardly mutter a quiet thank you, you too. he loves it when you say he's done a good job. boosts his confidence. might kiss you to show his thanks.

IZUKU. who's usually timid and shy would just stutter and play with his hands if you call him 'his hero'. he just loves when you encourage him and notice all his efforts. showers you in 'thanks yous' and compliments of his own. say something about how much he inspires you and how you look up to him and he'll look at you teary eyed wondering what he did to deserve an angel like you. will not be able to hold eye contact for too long because of how flustered he gets.

SHINSO. who's surprised and taken aback when you hug him and covers his face with his hands to hide his burning red cheeks. one hand on your waist holding you close and one hand just helping him hide his embarassment. he just gets shy when it comes to physical touch but loves it all the same. honestly takes time for him to get used to the rapid beats of his heart whenever you're around. another one who can't hold eye contact. totally goes weak when you call him by nicknames.

KAMINARI. i can see him trying to pin you against a wall but he was just blushing so much and probably panicked and said something stupid. doesn't get flustered as easily anymore cus you both shamelessly flirt with each other. you once shut up him by kissing him cus he was annoying you with his attempts at flirting. 100% did it again. tries to woo you with cheesy pick up lines but when you say something suggestive, would be left speechless for a hot minute and then clear his throat. lots of surprised pikachu faces.

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campgender · 9 months

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Hi, my friend has a chronic illness that flares up sometimes and we've been wanting to hang out but it has gotten cancelled a couple times lately bc of her not feeling well enough on the day. I want to ask her how she feels cuz I care abt her a lot and want an update but 1, I don't want her to feel pressured or like I'm asking just to ask can we hang out now, and not bc I care abt how she's feeling (does that make sense? I may be overthinking this) and 2, I genuinely wanna know how she's doing but idk what to say if she responds with her not being better, sometimes u don't feel better and that's ok but I always want to offer comfort somehow or just convey my friendship? but I feel the same everytime and don't want to sound repetitive ?

Any thoughts?

this is really kind of you & it means so much to me that you want to support your friend & are putting so much thought into it! my response is inherently based in my own experience to an extent & everybody’s different, but a lot if not all of this is stuff i’ve heard regularly from other chronically ill people. of course, don’t say anything you don’t mean – if some of this isn’t the case for you, just adapt accordingly :)

i understand worrying about being repetitive but i think that’s totally okay to do! for one thing, it can be difficult to remember things period when you’re ill, especially during a flare, & for another, internalized + societal ableism is a hell of a force. it never hurts to have a reminder that not everyone is trying to force ableist expectations onto you + your friendship & that someone cares about you!

i think you can definitely tell your friend pretty much what you told me! like, “hey, it’s okay if you aren’t feeling up for responding but i just wanted to check on you! not trying to pressure you to hang out or anything, i just care about you & how you’re doing”

honestly the most important + supportive thing people have ever told me is that it’s okay if the answer is “bad.” i’m literally like surprised pikachu meme every time somebody offers to let me vent about having a rough time & then it helps me just to talk about it. it’s really socially unacceptable to talk about chronic pain & a lot of people get frustrated when you’re complaining about the same thing & there’s not really anything they can do, so just the opportunity to be like “yeah shit fucking sucks right now” means a lot.

obv the appropriateness of this depends on the person & their relationship to disability but most of the time i’m very like, radical acceptance / embracing / etc about the fact that i’m probably just gonna get sicker, so sometimes when i’m having a rough time emotionally & am like “what if i’m this bad for the rest of my life” my gf (who doesn’t have chronic pain / chronic illness) will say something like “then i can’t wait to be there with you ❤️” & it’s more meaningful to me than i can begin to put into words.

again everybody’s different but for me one of the biggest things is when disability stuff just… isn’t a big deal to the other person. which, it’s totally okay for you to need support from others when someone you care about is going through a hard time & when things change! but abled people are constantly horrified about like, every aspect of my life, so being able to talk casually about symptoms & somebody mirror the mood / tone i set – laugh if i’m joking, be upset about the ableism i experience & not my body itself if i’m complaining about people being weird about it, taking things as they come – is so affirming.

other things that have been helpful + meaningful for me are friends sending me notes, stickers, & art in the mail – having something tangible can make me feel more “real” & part of the world, something i struggle with due to being homebound – & peer support around medical neglect, which often just looks like talking to someone after a doctor’s appointment & them reaffirming my reality / experiences & saying i didn’t deserve to be treated that way.

oh one other change in language i’ve made over time & probably picked up from a few other ill people in my life is a sort of realistic encouragement – there’s not necessarily anything wrong with “i hope you feel better soon!” because like, i get that the message is well-intentioned, but it can be awkward & difficult to receive when you don’t know if that’s gonna happen. instead, i try to tell people something like “i hope you get a bit of relief soon” or “i hope things are a little easier tomorrow.” a 7/10 pain day may be horrifying for most people, but when you’ve had a streak of 9s, it can be a much-needed taking the edge off, & i try to make space for that breadth of experience in my language.

i’ve answered a few similar questions before so i’ll add my “asks” & “faq” tags on my chronic illness blog in the reblogs if you want to browse! much love to you & your friend and feel free to lmk if you have any other questions 💓💓

#asks #chronic illness

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aurumacadicus · 1 year

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*surprised pikachu* Oh no. Content warning character death.

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“What are you doing?” Steve asked, reaching out to grab the back of Peter’s jacket and reel him away from the edge of the crow’s nest. He’d almost slipped once and hadn’t trusted him since.

Peter pointed toward the cliffs. “I’m trying to see if the ghost is there this time! Uncle Ben mentioned seeing it. I think he was just pulling my leg,” Peter added ruefully. “But I check every time anyway.”

Steve’s face did something strange—surprise, and joy, and agony, all at once, Peter would figure out later. “What ghost?”

Peter blinked at him in surprise. Steve had mentioned he was going home, which happened to be the same town Peter hailed from. ‘I haven’t been back in a long time,’ he’d said, but Peter knew for a fact the rumors of a ghost on the cliffs had been around for decades, maybe even centuries. Aunt May had said she’d seen the ghost too, when she’d gone to see Uncle Ben’s ship coming in and later learned he’d died at sea.

“Um,” Peter said, wondering if Steve was pulling his leg now too. But Steve looked earnest, and he’d been so kind, so he sighed and shrugged. “A long time ago, before the lighthouse was built, there used to be someone who lived on the cliffs and waved a lantern so that ships would see how close they were to shore. He had a friend who went off to sea again, even though he promised he was finished with that life.”

“A friend,” Steve repeated, and there was a ghost of amusement in his face.

Peter blinked again, but Steve said nothing more, so he continued, “Well, the man with the lantern was so angry about his friend leaving again that he didn’t go out to wave a lantern when his friend was due home. Luckily there was a full moon, so the ship could navigate the cliffs,” Peter added when Steve frowned in concern. “But his friend wasn’t on the ship anyway. They’d been attacked by pirates. He’d died under a sword.”

“I see,” Steve said sadly. “It must have been very hard on him, to have lost his… friend. Without being able to mend things between them.”

Peter shrugged, turning his gaze back on the cliffs, where there were dozens of lanterns blinking through the mist. “I guess. People say he went kind of crazy from it, started going to the cliffs every night with a lantern thinking his friend would be on the next ship.”

Steve’s expression somehow fell further. “Every night?”

“Until he died,” Peter confirmed, and Steve made a noise like he’d just punched the air out of him. Maybe Steve had lived in a rural area so far out he never had a chance to hear the story. “Some say he threw himself from one of the cliffs from guilt, others that he’d gotten so old and frail his fall had been an accident. They never found a body. Just a lantern smashed on the rocks.”

“Oh,” Steve said, voice cracking. He swallowed once, twice, then covered his mouth, turning to look at the cliffs as well.

Peter frowned at him. “Not much for sad stories, are you?”

“I prefer happy endings,” Steve managed to say.

“…Hmm,” Peter acknowledged. He looked at the cliffs again. “Anyway, people started greeting loved ones with lanterns in honor of him. They say if you see a cold blue light among them, that’s the ghost, although I think it’s just a prank.”

“It could be both,” Steve said, amusement back in his tone, and Peter frowned at him again, but Steve said nothing else.

—

“Here,” Steve said, dumping his sack of gold coins into Peter’s hand. “I won’t need this.”

Peter yelped and flailed, sending coins flying. “Steve, of course you’re going to—hey!” he shouted when he realized Steve had already turned his back on him, each stride sure and steady, as if the money really did mean nothing to him. He collected as many coins as he could find, then hastily tied the bag back up, rushing to follow him. “Steve! Hey! Steve!”

Steve took no note of him. He didn’t even slow down, as if now that he was back on dry land, going home was his only focus. Peter was still several yards behind him when he watched Steve stagger, fumbling a few steps to the left, hand coming around to clutch at his side. The pain he’d complained about during cold weather, Peter figured. Aunt May had it sometimes, too. He put on another burst of speed to catch up to him—

Then he stopped, stunned, when he saw a puddle of blood on the ground. It ripped and waved in his vision, like one of the ocean mirages, then slid across the ground, shining between silver and wine red. A blood trail. It was becoming a blood trail that disappeared as quickly as he saw it. He blinked once, hard, deciding it was a trick of the mind. The transition from sea back to land played horrible tricks, after all.

Peter looked up and found that Steve had increased the distance between them, somehow managing to keep his steady pace even as his legs wobbled and his body weaved back and forth. His other hand came up to his side to clutch at whatever wound was there.

“Steve!” Peter cried out, horrified, and renewed his chase. It looked like Steve was headed for the path up the cliff. He’d never make it. He needed to take him to a doctor.

But Steve somehow made it anyway, and Peter was getting the sneaking suspicion he wasn’t even breathing hard, when he himself was huffing and puffing so hard he was afraid he might keel over. He took a breath to call after Steve again, then decided it was no use. Steve hadn’t turned once the entire journey. He redoubled his efforts climbing the path instead, determined to catch up to him.

Peter froze in his tracks when he saw a pale blue orb of light floating down the path to meet them, hair raising on his arms and the back of his neck. He suddenly got the feeling he shouldn’t be there. Immediately after felt some unseen reassurance that it didn’t matter. Or maybe it was better he did.

Steve stumbled to a stop, breathing finally going ragged. “Sweetheart.”

“Beloved,” the light whimpered, and then suddenly it was melting, dripping like a candle into the form of a man, small and bony with wide, disbelieving eyes and trembling lips. “You came.”

“I said I’d be back,” Steve said, reaching out, but the man flinched away, pulling his hands to his chest as if to fight from reaching back.

“And I was so sure you would that I punished you,” the man whispered, shaking his head. “But you never came.”

“I’m here now,” Steve said, and there was something painfully earnest in his voice. “I’m here now, sweetheart.”

“You’re never here,” the man continued faintly, dropping his eyes to the ground. “I dream about it. But it’s never true.”

Steve’s left leg gave out, and he began to topple to the side. Peter was about to lunge for him, but the other man beat him to it, as if even if he truly believed Steve wasn’t real, it still couldn’t beat out his hope that he was.

“They say you haunted the cliffs for me,” Steve said quietly, not making a motion to take his own weight back. “Me, your friend.”

The man looked up at him, tears sparkling in the moonlight. “Is that what they call it now?”

“No,” Steve said, with that same amusement from when he’d repeated ‘friend’ back to Peter earlier, and then carefully cradled the man’s face in his hands, pulling him down for what was obviously a kiss.

Peter looked away, suddenly aware that he was definitely intruding. But he also got the sense it needed to be witnessed, at least partially. He swallowed thickly, embarrassed, then jumped when he suddenly heard a clatter. Turned back to them.

There was nothing on the ground but an old, cracked lantern. He approached it, goosebumps rising across his arms, and carefully took it into his hands. It was surprisingly heavy, for all that it was delicate. He recognized it from the little shop that held antiques. It had been crafted by one of the greatest metal smiths in town, long ago, someone named Anthony Stark. He remembered the cracked lantern at the shop, how it had a little plaque that said it would never be sold without its partner.

Peter looked at the second bag of coins, the one that had belonged to Steve. Hefted the lamp up on his shoulder. Promised himself he’d stop by the shop at first light so that the lanterns could finally be together again.

“Friends,” Peter scoffed, shaking his head, and began back down the path to town.

#ideas #stony #tw: character death

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psn-stalling · 3 months

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Musharna Mail;

You're wandering around Blueberry Academy. There are no people. Only Mannequins, faceless.

They repeat singular phrases. Over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over.

You find yourself in the League Club Room.

You look around. There's a Mannequin on the couch, with a Pikachu.

You look over elsewhere.

There's a Mannequin, standing stiffly, hands at its sides, straight down. You recognise this posture.

Amarys.

You walk over to it.

A voice comes from it.

"Erebos. I propose a battle. Do you accept?"

You shake your head.

"Refusal acknowledged."

It waits a few moments, before it repeats the same lines again. Again. Again. Again. Again. Again. Again. Again. Again. Again. Again. Again. Again. Again. Again.

"Erebos. I propose a battle. Do you accept?"

You snap. Rage bubbles from deep within.

"I DON'T WANT TO FUCKING BATTLE! STOP FUCKING SPEAKING TO ME! I'M TIRED OF THIS! WHAT'S THE POINT IF YOU PEOPLE NEVER FUCKING LISTEN TO ME!? JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP, PLEASE!!!"

No response. Just cold, dead silence.

"NO." You finally say.

"Refusal acknowledged."

"Erebos. I propose a battle. Do you accept?"

Your rage blinds you. You lash out, slamming your fist into its head.

Your entire arm crumples instantly upon impact. Every single bone shattered like glass. The pain is indescribable. You collapse to the floor, barely able to breath between agonised sobs and screams.

The mannequin simply stands above you, silent, uncaring. Oblivious. Your strike didn't affect it in the slightest.

... Stop it. It hurts to think about-

No more.

I just wanted to take a quick nap during my free period but NOOOO- Guess I can't even do that.

... I'm sorry. I feel guilty even if it was just a dream. I'm so sorry, I don't want to do that. She's one of the people that DOES listen to me and doesn't brush me off.

...I have better things to do anyways than just sit here and worry about that.

#pkmn irl #rotomblr #rotumblr #pkmn rp #pokemon irl #atlas answers.#//Yeah he already has issues with feeling like people don't pay attention to him.#//People not listening are a factor in that issue :3 #//Love getting nightmares because it lets me elaborate on his fears and such!! It's so fun KSGSJGJGS

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ecargmura · 8 months

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Pokemon Horizons Episode 18 Review - A Flashback Masterpiece

I’m sorry, Episode 16, you just got dethroned after two weeks of reign. Episode 18 is now the best episode of this anime by far. It’s just an origin story, but the animation and storytelling are so immaculate. It’s almost perfection in a way. It feels like a good closure to the first arc and the beginning to the next possible arc in the Rising Volt Tacklers’ journey.

Liko and Roy are curious about how Captain Pikachu is able to fly in the air, so they team up with Dot to ask Friede about Cap’s origins. He avoids the topic, but with the help of Orla meddling, Friede finally reveals his past with Cap. Once a promising Professor, Friede starts his story jobless and listless. He had no motivation and no drive to do anything after quitting; he spends his days fishing with Ludlow and that didn’t excite him either. One day, he gets a phone call from his old teacher, Lucca (Liko’s mother), who he hasn’t seen since his student days at the Kanto region. Lucca moved to Paldea from Kanto after getting married to Alex. She wonders why he quit his job at the lab. Friede says that he knows everything there is to know about Pokemon, but Lucca sees through his front and points out that he lost his drive. She then asks him to meet up with him the next day at dawn where he is introduced to the Pikachu that will one day become Captain Pikachu. At first, Friede didn’t want to bother with a Pikachu, but after seeing how Cap used Volt Tackle to make a vortex into the sky, he became interested in it. He spends his next days trying to observe and theorize Pikachu’s goals and actions. After befriending him, Friede and Pikachu become partners and the Rising Volt Tacklers came to be.

First off, this backstory was amazing. It played out like a movie! I do like how Friede quitting his job and losing his drive is parallel to a lot of adults trying to find their place in life in the real world. People say that Pokemon is childish or for a general children’s audience (which it is), but having Friede and the Rising Volt Tacklers be adults and have mature motives for their path in life shows that Pokemon isn’t afraid to bring in an older audience as well. It’s like Mollie’s backstory that was told in episode 11 where she quit her job at the Pokemon Center because working there wasn’t fulfilling for her. Friede quit his job because it wasn’t fulfilling for him. I’m sure there are a lot of adults who relate to this; I relate to this myself!

I like how Pikachu was very hostile towards Friede in the beginning of their encounter. It shows off how much of a wild Pokemon he was back then. He was annoyed with Friede and kept tackling him. I think my favorite part of this episode was Pikachu gathering berries and then rushing off to eat them. I think this is one of the rare moments we see Pikachu behave very animal-like. We never saw Ash’s Pikachu as a wild Pokemon as much since most of his screen time was being a captured Pokemon and a pet of sorts. Seeing how Pikachu respected Friede towards the end of the flashback felt realistic because Pikachu knew Friede was always there and it even saved him from falling. In turn, Friede finding drive in Pikachu was understandable. Life is always full of mysteries and finding that one fateful moment can lead to a myriad of opportunities. Pikachu was definitely Friede’s muse in a way.

The animation was very smooth. The scene where Friede and Charizard flew up to the skies next to Pikachu’s vortex flabbergasted me. I never knew OLM Studio could animate this beautifully. This definitely looks like something shown in a Pokemon film or in a smaller mini-series like Twilight Wings. The way everything kept moving throughout the scene, taking a break when they looked beyond the horizon, and then moving again once Pikachu fell was breathtaking. I may not be an animator, but I can see good animation quality!

I do like how Lucca was the reason why Pikachu and Friede got together. Lucca is also the reason why Liko met the Rising Volt Tacklers. The theme of connection is very prevalent for this anime as it is a bond that expands beyond horizons. I cooed over seeing baby Liko in the episode; she’s so cute. I deduce that the flashback might have occurred at least five or six years ago since Liko is most likely ten or eleven at most. The fact that a mere glimpse of seeing Friede over a video call was the stepping stone of her current life is pretty fascinating in itself.

I also liked learning more about the Rising Volt Tacklers. It turns out that Ludlow and Friede were already acquainted with each other. Orla and Friede are also childhood friends with them both being Kantonians but Orla moved to Hoenn. The fact that Friede was requesting Orla to build an airship from Ludlow’s ship meant that he and Ludlow sailed all the way to the Hoenn region from Paldea. That’s determination right there. The fact that Friede, Cap, Orla and Ludlow were the starting members of the Rising Volt Tacklers seems meaningful now.

I love the little cameo of Larry in the restaurant, showing the game canon of him being a regular at that restaurant. Since this was a few years back, I do wonder if Larry is still a Gym Leader five or six years later and still working overtime. Anyways, I do like that this episode had the opening song play towards the end, signifying the closure of one chapter and the start of a new one. There hasn’t been talks or announcements of a new opening or ending song, so I do wonder where the show will go from here. I think this episode was flawless, but what about you? What do you think about this episode?

#anipoke #pokemon #pokemon anime #pokemon horizons #friede #captain pikachu #charizard #larry #lucca #liko #roy #dot #review #anime #anime review #A perfect 10/10 episode for Horizons

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imhereformr · 2 months

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S3E5 The Sea of Fear

Her parents have taken shelter in the palace, which is great cause her parents are safe. BUT WHAT ABOUT THE PEOPLE?

Miss Faragonda will never give us permission to leave Alfea. Unless of course it's her choice to send us to our potential deaths ofc

Why does Stella need a scarf and hat to fake sick? Not once in every time I've been sick have I put a scarf and hat on.

Oh, Tecna and Timmy have desicgned some program that allows for interdimensional travel. I see we've once again forgotten about Stella's staff and that little postcard thing Stella had in the first season

Valtor's goal is to have the magical dimension at his feet. The Trix's goal... To get rid of the Winx. How are they some of the world's most dangerous criminals, but they're still stuck holding high school grudges 😂

Did Aisha's parents actually okay 5 teenagers going to fight Valtor with NO BACKUP??

Oh look, another villain that's magically able to spy on the Winx. How not at all creepy.

They've got the flu, but they're standing there, fine as can be, laughing when Griselda comes in. Stella is putting zero effort into this.

And Griselda bought it? How??

"That girl Bloom, she's very powerful. She's not like the others." Gross.

"Bloom, don't be afraid of me" the fully grown man who separated you from your friends, unconscious, and sat here waiting for you to wake up. Not at all creepy.

"Four against one, that's hardly a fair fight" No one is forcing you to be there, Icy. You can leave 🤷🏻‍♀️

Oh nevermind, he didn't isolate her that much. All the other winx had to do was look down 😂

Oh and now Aishas blind and Bloom is doing the shocked Pikachu face

#winx club #winx #winx stella #winx musa #winx flora #winx tecna #winx bloom #Winx Aisha #Winx Layla #Alex watches winx #Season 3

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The continuation of my personal thoughts about episode 18 of Horizons because I will not be denied putting in many images. Also if you're actually reading both posts you're a real one. Thank you for listening the ramblings of someone knee deep in hyperfixation mode.

Part one of the post is [here]

This bit gives us a little insight on how Friede initially viewed Cap. Through the goggles of a Pokemon Professor, he found Cap interesting as a research subject seeing that he is a Pikachu that's acting outside the typical behavior and actions known to the species. While I'm sure he genuinely does want to learn, the way he introduces himself (really now, do you think a Pikachu is going to care that you're a genius Pokemon Professor?) still shows that he's yet to expand from the viewpoint that he knows of.

Here, we see that Friede can be quite persistent. Once he's got his eyes on something, it's like he has to figure out everything that he can seemingly in a one track mind sort of way. Did he have to chase Pikachu around in a circle? No. Did he still do it till he fell out of exhaustion? Yes. It looks to me like someone who's super fixated on something to the point that he sort of forgets his limit until he crashes into it.

I love this scene because Friede's still clearly interested in what makes this Pikachu different but he also obviously care for him too. Earlier in the episode, Murdock mentioned how Cap isn't picky with his food so to see that echoed here is a nice touch!

Once again we see how persistent Friede can be with his research. Who knows how many days he's been visiting Cap around dawn to the point that he's able to take body tackles and headbutts (also love how Charizard was cheering him on!). Of course being human, he's unable to do anything about electrical shocks but does that deter him from his research?

Later we'll learn that Friede's been pretty thorough in gathering data about Cap. It's pretty refreshing to see the actual fieldwork that goes on in a Professor's research! He took videos, analyze how Cap's been flying and the like. Friede certainly earned his qualifications but he's missing an important aspect in his research, as we'll see later.

Finally Friede's acknowledging that he might know a lot of things about Pokemon theoretically and informational wise but it was vain of him to believe that he knew everything about these mysterious, wonderful creatures. Once again this gave me the impression that throughout most of his life, he was excelling in everything that he did and rarely experienced failure. Perhaps he never truly experienced what's it like to continuously fail but never giving up.

It makes me wonder how insightful Lucca is. She had a good enough grasp of Friede's character even after years of not seeing one another and understanding that if she had him meet this Pikachu, it would spark something within him.

I adore this scene as we now see that Liko's fate is crossed with Friede's. It's like watching the first wheel turning in a series of events set into motion by Lucca. The Rising Volt Tacklers wouldn't have been formed if not for her having Friede meet Cap. She wouldn't have hired Friede to be Liko's bodyguards and Liko would never experience the growth that she gets from being a part of the Rising Volt Tacklers. It comes full circle and its really fun to see narrative wise.

One thing that I noticed is the fact that Lucca refers to Friede as a 'boy' with a promising future instead of a young man. Perhaps it's a translation choice and it means something else but to me, this further shows that Friede's a gifted kid. Who's to say he wasn't going through advanced courses on his way to get his certifications as a professor? His ambiguous age makes it hard to clock in an exact one but I personally believe he's at least mid to late twenties, making this flashback take place when he was even younger than that.

Regardless, I love how she's honestly supportive of Friede and want what's best for him.

Now we're seeing that Friede's learning everything about Cap but the most important reason: why was this Pikachu pushing himself so far for? That's something one can't get looking at it from a purely analytical view. Friede could collect all the data he wanted by observing from afar and jotting the information down but he will never understand this Pikachu's reasoning and the emotions behind each and every jump.

Thus he needs to not view it just as a Pokemon Professor but as a Pokemon Trainer too. Wasn't that how most people started out in the end? Learning about this world and the various wonderful, mysterious creatures living within it. Forming long lasting bonds and understanding one another. Friede can't keep narrowing himself in this singular viewpoint so it's a nice natural development to see him going back to his roots.

Thus leading us to this climatic scene. Friede finally learns that he can't just keep observing and gathering data. He needs to get moving, to see what this Pikachu is seeing to fully, properly understand him. Friede and Charizard chased after this Pikachu higher and higher until they get to see a new horizon.

There wouldn't be a plot to Pokemon Horizons: Liko and Roy Set Off if there wasn't a Pokemon Horizons: Friede Set Off to set the wheels in motion at the start.

Friede was stuck in a rut, not knowing what to do or where to go with his life. Meeting Cap led to him to ascend from the hole he'd been in just like Cap did to see a new horizon, that the world is vast and there's so much to learn and discover about Pokemon.

He didn't need to be a Pokemon Professor stuck in a lab doing research all day. He can be a Pokemon Professor that travels the world to learn everything that he can. He won't be tied down to one spot. I believe that the origin of his Japanese name Freed is derived from freedom so just like his namesake, he will freely fly higher than the sun with Cap, Charizard and eventually the rest of the Rising Volt Tacklers.

After that, I love how supportive Ludlow was in entrusting his fishing boat to Friede. Again, I wonder if Ludlow is actually Friede's biological grandfather or a really close family friend since I like to think that you'd need to be pretty close to accept that kind of request. That goes the same too with Orla (it's amusing to think that he and Ludlow sailed from Paldea all the way to Hoenn just to find her).

They were childhood friends and despite her having moved to Hoenn, I can see that they've kept good contact with one another. If Friede was an estranged childhood friend, I wouldn't have accepted his frankly outrageous request. It also goes to show that Orla truly is a genius mechanic to be able to follow through with it! I'm truly hoping we'd get an episode focusing on her sometime in the future!

Thus we get the backstory behind the formation of the Rising Volt Tacklers! Once again Friede shows that he forgets to share (or just chose not to) information seeing that it came as a surprise to Liko. Even the rest of the crew mentioned how there's so much he never told him and earlier in the episode, Orla stated that he's shy about sharing his past.

If (or when) the hyperfixation hits again, I do want to write up a general Friede character observation up until episode 18. Friede thus far has shown to be someone who keeps his cards close to his chest. He rarely shows his true feelings, and if pointed out, he deflects or redirects the subject. He keeps withholding (or straight up forgetting) in telling the crew information but we know that he cares for them.

It truly makes me wonder what other mysteries or secrets this guy holds and I hope alongside the rest of the RVT, we'll get to see more of their story unveil through their journey.

#Pokemon Horizons #Pokeani #Anipoke #Professor Friede #Captain Pikachu #Screencaps #Video #My posts #He truly does live rent free in my head #If you honestly finish reading both posts. Thank you!

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crushedbyhyperbole · 1 year

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By the Sword

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Teacher Reader (non spec gender/race/size)

Summary: Steve visits your class, and it’s not just the kids who love him. (new relationship) ~ 1k words

Note: Written for @nekoannie-chan Annie’s 1K Kitties Writing Challenge. Using the prompt “live or die, make your choice”. Congrats Annie for hitting your 1k followers and for everything you do to support your fellow writers and the community as a whole. You’re awesome! And I hope you enjoy all of this sickening sweetness.

Warnings: Fluff, tooth-rotting fluff, heart-swelling wholesome goodness, bit of flirting, kissing, balloon weapon violence 🤣

The excited buzz that circled the special needs class of Meridian Middle School in Queens, was one that had never been seen before, and possibly never would be seen again. Eager grins and glistening eyes accompanied giggles and chatter from the children in your class as they stared in awe at America’s blue-eyed boy, dressed in his full Captain America uniform.

Steve Rogers - hero, idol, and epitome of all that was good in the world – stood at the front of your class with a circle of enraptured children at his feet as he recounted stories of the good deeds he had done. Of course, the death and destruction of fighting aliens and saving the universe was omitted, and Steve focused on the every-day little things that the children could relate to that made them heroes too.

“And my friend, Bucky, he was being bullied by some horrible people. And you know what we say to bullies…?”

“No thank you!” The class chorused together.

“That’s right! And he’s not being bullied anymore!”

“Yay!” The children cheered and some of them clapped.

Steve beamed at them, taking in each of their upturned faces before settling on you. His eyes gleamed in a different way when they met yours and your breath caught in your throat. This thing that had been growing between you both since you had met at a Make A Wish Foundation event, had been exciting but hadn’t progressed further than a few chaste kisses when parting after dates. Steve had offered to make an appearance for your class, possibly to curry favour, after you had told him that he was their absolute favourite Avenger. You couldn’t lie to yourself, you were certainly affected, seeing him here like this with your class.

One hour, that was all you would allow, and his time was up. Any longer and you would not be able to get them settled in time for going home to their families. With a wave and the promise that he would pick you up after school finished, he exited to thank you’s and whines, begging him to stay longer.

Everything was quiet now all the children had gone home. You tidied up and prepped your things for the following day. The squeak of protesting balloons echoed in your classroom as you followed the instructions of a YouTube video on how to make a balloon pikachu. You had been learning how to make a variety of things in order to enrich the experience of your class. Tomorrow was going to be the first day that you introduced them to your balloon models. You were confident, and pleased with the number of things you could make from memory, but the pikachu had eluded capture in your knowledge bank until now.

You inflated another balloon and tied off the end when a soft knock on the door frame distracted you. Steve stood in the doorway, leant against the frame with his arms crossed over his broad chest. He had changed out of his uniform and into slacks and a shirt. His soft expression turned to amusement as he took you in, surrounded by your creations.

“Building an army?” He chuckled.

“Something like that,” you looked around at the colourful animals.

“They’re not going to win any victories,” he stepped across the threshold and moved towards you, “they don’t have any weapons.”

“Hey,” you stopped him, the tip of your inflated modelling balloon pointed at his heart, “don’t underestimate them, they’re fierce.”

He raised his hands in surrender, palms open at shoulder height. “I’m sure they are, but they could use a gun or two, or a sword maybe.”

“I can do swords.” You smirked.

“That’s not a sword.” He nodded to the straight balloon you had pointed at him.

Quickly, you twisted a small loop and a series of five one inch bubbles, and fed the rest through the loop. Running your hand along the length, you left it with a slight curve and brandished your new pirate cutlass at him with flair.

“No, but this is.”

He dropped his hands with a smile and stepped forward as if the charade was over.

“One more step and I’ll run you through,” you tapped him on the chest with your sword.

“More evil people than you have tried.”

“Pride before the fall?”

“Are you willing to risk it?” He asked playfully, “Once I get my hands on you, you’ll be helpless.”

“It’s your choice, Rogers.”

“It doesn’t look that sharp.” He smirked.

“Looks can be deceiving.”

“You’re telling me. I thought you were a sweet and kind school teacher, but now I see you’re an evil genius.” He deadpanned, and you had to stifle your chuckle.

A dramatic pause, where you made your face stern and extended your arm, your sword pointed at his heart again.

“Live or die,” you said with theatrical gravity, “make your choice.”

Without hesitation he stepped forward. The balloon bowed under the pressure against his chest and he kept moving until it squeaked and lopped to the side. He took your sword hand and fed it under his arm, around his waist, and slid his free hand up to cup your face, his lips mere inches from yours. He paused.

“Threats of death. Unbeatable odds. An evil genius to conquer… You certainly know how to get my heart racing.”

“You think I’m conquerable?” You breathed, eyelids fluttering under the weight of desire.

“God, I hope so.” He murmured, eyes closing before the kiss.

His lips were soft yet firm, and his tongue was unyielding like the rest of him. It wasn’t your first kiss, but the chasteness of previous kisses dissolved in the heat between you.

The pirate sword floated softly to the floor. His metaphoric sacrifice quickened your heart. He would throw himself on swords for you; it was how he showed his love. And as you coiled yourself around him, lips locked and hungry, you thought that maybe Steve Rogers could be your happily ever after.

#steve rogers x reader #steve rogers fluff #steve rogers x reader fluff #annie's 1k kitties writing challenge #steve rogers x you #steve rogers x poc!reader #steve rogers x gender neutral reader #steve rogers fic #cloudy's writing

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jils-things · 2 months

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NEW COLOR PALLET TRIO INFODUMP AAUGH‼️‼️(art by nero mwamwa)

OKAY im genuinely gonna take huge insp off the movie because it just matches so well and it bridges missing concepts i needed for their lore AUGH OKAY so

• i'm reclaiming the idea that red gave jaide a torchic and named it chuy (it was named kaia but its CHUY NOW!!!) while i unfortunately cannot answer how did red acquire a torchic it's totally meant for her (maybe through trading with a hoenn local that happened to be in kanto at the time)

• before jaide left for johto, red and blue invited her to the safari zone in fuchsia city because they miss her and they want her to experience what it's like to catch pkmn (despite the pikachu incident that occured before) this allowed jaide to discover her talent - she's really good at catching pkmn, even better than both boys combined.

• so when she was prepared to leave kanto, she would at least have this newfound passion to try to capture, and her target is the johtonian pkmn. she's thankful they helped her find something special about herself. her parting words was hoping that she'd meet them and they'd become fully fledged trainers they aim to be

• skipping past the gen 3 to gen 6 events, we land on the gen 7 timeline, they're all adults now. blue is viridian city's gym leader,

jaide is professor oak and elm's designated professional catcher,

and red is the mysterious living legend and champion who later opened up to the public again thanks to blue.

• meanwhile - thanks to kukui, alola has been creating their own championship league which meant that it's still new. i like to think that the battle tree was also created at the same time and he needed "bosses" to facilitate the battle tree.

• kukui invites red and blue to become the battle tree bosses, to which red and blue agrees with. it's gonna have some sort of grand opening and this brings attention to people from the other regions to want to visit alola. i like to think bringing blue and red was a celebrity bait in some way, especially for red who's popular despite not showing his face around.

• at that same time, professor oak has a new job for jaide which was to capture all alolan regional forms of certain pkmn - she was given the funds to help her go travel to alola. blue would know about this and he tells her to come visit the battle tree because he and red will be there as well. (AHEM AHEM LIKE HOW MANOLO IS GONNA HAVE HIS FIRST BULLFIGHT AND IT COINCIDES WITH THE DAY MARIA RETURNS FROM SPAIN AND AND AND--

• ahem anyways, blue is very excited about this! because red and jaide havent exactly met up with each other properly (they were only able to say hi to each other through blue's contacts since blue and jaide consistently talking to each other throughout the years) (just imagine a funny zoom call where red and blue are in the same room and jaide is on the other side)

• red's ... quite nervous and excited about this! he's still getting used to the public attention and usually loses his mojo when he's being watched, and it's double the pressure when she's around. he can only pray he'll do fine at the battle tree if she's gonna watch him.

• a fun cameo happens with elio/selene where they solo red in the battle tree and blue watches them - jaide eventually appears as well to watch and they're both cheering for red 🫶

• red almost lost that round because jaide showed up and he kept taking chances to look at her

• after the grand opening, they were officially reunited and it felt so good to meet each other again. well, blue with jaide and red felt like nothing since he was simultaneously in contact with them. he's like the messenger between the apples 😔😔

• i like to think red really has never fallen off of liking jaide since he was a kid but it only got stronger when they meet again and it's like an old book had been dusted clean and ready to be opened

• and appleshipping pre romance begins shortly after wehehehhe

#IM SOOO PROUD #i GOT THIS SHIT FIGURED OUT FINALLY!!!!!!#now time for the actual romance plot (static sounds) shit idk how to write that AAAUHHH #~ rambling #~ loreposting #color pallet trio #♥️ appleshipping

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savebatsfromscratch · 27 days

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Huh. You ARE warm. - Palletshipping Week 2 (Kisses, Hugs, I Love Yous)

Summary:

Ash and Gary sit at the edge of a lake.

Notes:

Prompt: Kisses, Hugs, I Love Yous Note: This is set basically whenever, but it’s supposed to be in Johto. Words: 1,322

Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/54834484

Ash's hands gripped the grass at his sides as he sat on the edge of the lake. The full moon glowed above, much brighter than the distant glow of the buildings of the nearest town, yet despite being colder, it was also more welcoming. He tore out a patch of the grass accidentally, feeling the slick plants tear at the mercy of his clinging fingers as he stared at the waters before him.

Clearly, just fiddling with the grass wasn't enough to mask this particular feeling of worry. And was he surprised about that? Not really, he had a lot on his mind.

Besides, the person next to him was Gary.

After a totally disastrous run through the caves nearby, his group had found Gary, and given the fact that they were all low on health (and almost entirely out of potions), they had decided to camp together for the night. Choosing between your rival or a random hiker you'd never met, Ash would choose his rival any day.

Even though his current panic may suggest otherwise, Ash felt truly grateful to be able to see Gary again, even on such short notice. Truthfully, he was pretty certain that simple fact was a pretty major factor in his worry, but he had to put it away when Gary cleared his throat.

“So,” he started, somewhat unsure, as if he was worried that Misty and Brock may still be awake, “I'm happy to see you, Ashy boy,”

“Yeah,” Ash said, tossing the clump of grass down into the lake, and watching as it floated on the surface, “Thanks for the berries,”

“Ahw don't mention it,” Gary said, waving his hand, though both of them could clearly feel the sting of awkwardness in the air, “Thanks for letting me camp with you guys for the night,” he sneered at Ash, but there was no bite to it, “Don't try anything funny will you?”

Ash frowned at him. As if. Besides, Brock was the one with the most control of who got to stay with them, Ash wasn't really the one to thank in that regard.

Gary quieted, clearly seeing that Ash hadn't found him very funny. ”Sorry,“ he mumbled, looking back out at the lake, making his eyes glow as the light of the moon hit them once more, ”I know that's not funny,“

There was a pause. The wind carried the scent of pine clear over the rotting scent of lake water.

”You're acting a lot nicer than usual,“ Ash observed, still staring at Gary (somehow he couldn't force himself to look away), ”What's gotten into you?“

Gary turned to him, and for some reason it was only then that Ash could force himself to tear his gaze away, as if he wasn't aware that Gary knew he had been staring. ”You're a lot calmer than usual, can I ask what's got into you?“

Ash grumbled something even he wasn't entirely sure of the contents of as he leaned forward to hug his knees. (He was going to tear every blade of grass off the hill if he didn't find somewhere else for his hands to go.) ”I'm tired,“ he told him.

It was true, but he was pretty sure that neither of them believed that was everything that was going on.

”Yeah?“ Gary asked, snarky once more, though Ash could have sworn there was something else there, something more... tender? ”Tired of losing to all those wild Pokemon back there?“

Ash harrumphed and dug his fingers into the hems of his jeans. “As if you didn't lose to them too! At least I don't have a water ace and loose in a cave...” He trailed off.

Gary raised his eyebrows, a movment so pronounced that Ash could almost hear it. (Or maybe he just heard the soft inhale that he had come to expect from such a move from his rival. Even after months of not seeing each other, it still felt like he knew his every habit like the back of his own hand, or like Pikachu's moveset.)

“What,” Gary was grinning, Ash could tell, “Don't want to finish making fun of me? Did you really get that beat up back there?”

“No!” Ash said, pulling his arms away from his legs and whirling around to face Gary, “No! I just-,” he felt his fingers shake as his arms fell to the ground, “I just, um,”

His face felt warm. Why was that? Wasn’t it supposed to be cold next to lakes at night?

“You’re blushing,” Gary observed, pointing out what would have been obvious to Ash if he hadn’t been denying it so hard, “What happened back there…?”

“Nothing,” Ash said truthfully, if slightly desperately, “I’m just…” ‘Happy to see you, I guess,’ He ignored the thought, though it had been the only thing he had planned to say. “Warm. It’s warm out,”

Gary raised an eyebrow, but he didn’t pry any further.

Ash felt himself flush harder, but still could not tear his eyes away from Gary.

He felt frozen, fingers once again digging into the slimy grass as he locked eyes with his stupid, stupid rival. (There was no other descriptor for the guy if he was making Ash blush by just being in his general vicinity.) Deep down, Ash knew that there was no denying what he felt. He’d felt it for a while, honestly, ever since the encounter with Gary all the way back at Professor Oak’s lab, Ash’s childish crush had seemingly rekindled itself.

All those days of pretending they hated each other were for nothing, and Ash was pretty sure they both knew it.

Slowly, as if moving too fast would make the quiet lapping of the lake roar into a tsunami, Gary reached a hand forward, curling his fingers around Ash’s cheek.

For some reason, Ash did not pull away.

“Huh,” Gary murmured, “You are warm,”

He leaned closer.

Again, Ash did not pull away.

Gary hesitated, glancing over to where the sleeping lumps of Brock and Misty curled around the campfire as if afraid they were looking. But what was there to be afraid of them seeing? He looked back at Ash, who could only blink back, so suddenly lightheaded with emotions as Gary pulled him into a kiss.

For a moment, Ash almost pulled away. The rush of emotions was too powerful, like a wave that threatened to swallow both of them if he wasn’t careful. The feeling of Gary’s second hand in his hair, the almost unconscious way Ash felt his own arm moving to hug Gary, the pure weirdness of the act itself. There was so much to feel conflicted about, but Ash forced himself not to think.

He closed his eyes and forced himself to feel.

Like the night wind on the wing of a Noctowl, he felt utterly lifted from the ground. He wasn’t even sure why. There wasn’t anything special about this act all on its own, he was sure they both sucked at whatever they were trying to do, but even something done badly was still something done, and Ash felt himself pulled into a hug as they continued.

It could have been that a second, a minute, or even an hour had passed by the time they broke apart, and Ash would have been none the wiser, so caught up in his whirlwind of emotions he found himself. It was strange, how clearly feeling reflected thinking in a situation like this, but equally strange how different the two were.

Gary’s hands did not untangle from Ash’s hair, but he didn’t mind, besides, he hadn’t yet unhooked his own arm from Gary’s back either.

A rush of emotions consumed him, and Ash suddenly blurted out, “I love you,”

For once in his life, Gary didn’t seem to have some sort of snarky rebuttal to that… for the most part.

“I love you too, Ashy boy,”

#fanfic #my writing #actual post #trainer gary #trainer ash #palletshipping #palletshipping week #palletshipping week 2024 #fluff #love confessions #pokeani

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nonbinarycringe404 · 1 year

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This bedtime story is for the lovely @konnorhasapen

They requested and I quote "Vincent and Lovely's sickeningly sweet relationship but it's told from Adam/ dead Adam's POV

And how can I refuse something so delectable :}

Hi, I'm Adam. And tonight I'm going to tell you how I d-d-died *cue intro music*

First off I didn't do shit wrong

I was out walking after just Batista bombing my maker when I saw a snack of an ass

Oh and some human

who smelled nice may i add anyway I was hungry so I slid up to them and kindly told them that they were nothing more than a snack and I was going to fuck their boyfriend :) wELl then the MAN himself showed up, pimp slapped me so hard I was human for a second and told me to stay away from them. -_- bro they don't got your name on them??? or maybe they do- 👀

idk i ended up following them home veeeeeeeery stealthy like hehehe i hid in their closet

came outta the closet-

...

not like that- kidnapped them and hid them under the surge very poetic I know <3 when they woke up let me tell you full course meal 10/10 would attack and eat again

was i in the wrong? nOpe my mama said never to go to bed with an empty stomach

anyway on this day in particular for some fucked off reason

the fuckin human TURNED INTO A DAMN PIKACHU AND SHOCKED THE SHIT OUTTA ME UH THE FUCK????? HUMANS CAN DO THAT????

before i was able to ask whAT the hap was fuckining the door slammed open and

oh-

hi vincent nice weather we're having- ow-

oh

OH SHIT

THATS MY BODY

wheres my head-?

WHAT THE FUCK

DID I JUST DIE?!

"hello adam"

i turned to see my maker

oh fuck i was dead-dead

dayum-

my maker faded away all ghost like or sm so I watched bitch boy and Pikachu leave

Before he left he looked at my corpse and poked pikachus side

"Hey look, he gets no head"

they laughed at my FUCKING CORPSE???? AND QOUTED VINE THIS BITCH-

they walked out and left me there to rot >:( ... i ain't even made vincents hot asf

the end

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aqqleshiqqing-archive · 7 months

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ethan thoughts ethan thoughts + jaide dyanmics

so in my version, I see Ethan to be a very soft and gentle kid thanks to Jaide's care for him but he's probably a lot more rational and wiser than Jaide. That's not to say Jaide's dimwitted, but between the two - you can tell Ethan would be strategically smarter in a battle than Jaide would be. They balance each other out. If she's the Catcher, he's the Trainer. That's why Ethan was able to win against Red years ago.

Now this got me wondering how a much older Ethan would do, aka in the time where Appleshipping is happening and all the HGSS events has already transpired. But I first do wanna share a HC team that I think he'd be using:

not gender specific, I don't really mind

a lot of these 'mons are based on canon material

Typhlosion - obvious reasons, Cyndaquil always assigned to Ethan like how Lyra is to Chikorita and Silver to Totodile. (also accurate to manga!)

Togekiss - also another obvious reason, since Professor Elm gives Ethan a Togepi egg early in the game and it would eventually evolve into a Togekiss if Ethan were to maximize his 'mon's full potential

Gyrados - ANOTHER obvious reason, the whole Shiny Gyrados event happened and who in the world would not catch a free Shiny? (Jaide would be so proud!)

Umbreon - Personal choice of mine, if Red (in my canon) has an Espeon, then I think it would be a cool contrast that Ethan gets an Umbreon. Plus, they both have yellow and black as dominant colors in their design.

Ampharos - It's a popular Pokemon that everyone catches, and it's a neat contrast to Red's Pikachu as well. Also another yellow + black combo. One of the first pokemon that Jaide learned to be comfortable with, due to her fear with electric types.

Scizor - Also another popular Pokemon at the time, but for personal HC; Lyra and Ethan went on a Bug-Catching Contest together, only for her to get a Scyther that he would like to trade for - so she did, and also dropped a Metal Coat while trading so that it would turn into a Scizor. She's just that nice.

yes, I'm super aware that would mean Jaide and Ethan has a Togepi line together and YES Ethan's Togekiss is fond of Jaide's Togepi,,,

In the present time (Gen 7), I like to think that Ethan's holding his title as Champion in Johto but he also bounces around doing other things as a Trainer. He's friends with Lyra and Silver, and hangs around with them a lot. He would perhaps be 20-23 at this point in time. He never really has gone out to other regions apart from Kanto, which he occasionally visits from time to time + it's much more easier to go there thanks to Goldenrod City's train quick travel. He still stays with his mom, just to keep her company but he's very active to outside whenever he can.

Ethan and Jaide don't really see each other as much anymore due to their preferred professions being very different, along with Jaide's relationship with Red - but they still keep in touch through long distance communication and Jaide would be sure to visit New Bark Town once in awhile and that's where they would catch up with each other and just enjoy each other's company. He also borrows her Pokemon collection sometimes, she doesn't mind it.

Speaking of which, Red and Ethan may not be TOO close, since Ethan was still young and he couldn't really hang out with them much when they were all in Kanto. But Red still recognizes that he's a good person - and strong as a matter of fact. He'd love to battle him again. There's a sense of mutual respect between the two. Blue being the social butterfly would definitely give him connections to other people and Ethan is no exception. There's nothing too special, but they're good friends.

One day I'll get to designing how older Ethan would look, but this is what I have in mind for him so far~

#~ loreposting #~ rambling #ethan.fam #jaide (gameverse).insert

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mrawkweird · 8 months

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Y'know after the diminishing returns of MCU films and the DCEU in general alongside the already bad blood history of anime to live action I feel like the idea of your favorite series getting the big live action Hollywood glamour treatment became something of a naïve pipe dream. I'm glad Netflix One Piece seemingly brought those feeling back for a lot people. Not saying that a good jump to live action is the only way validate a series as iconic. It just helps especially when it's a love letter to the series and One Piece is already so big (and of course still going as is) so the thing that usually happens in these situations of the source trying to be more like big popular adaption is more than likely never going to happen

The way in which WB insisted on fumbling the DCEU when they could have actually captured something unique instead of trying to cater to a crowd that ain't ever care about DC anyway should be studied. They really let the MCU audience troll them into obscurity. To fuck up so bad you end up with something like the end result of The Flash movie is astonishing.

There's always going to be something of a novelty in wanting to see what one of your favorite animated projects looks like translated to live action. Well, certain things anyway. Like, a lot of us grew up at some point or another wondering what real world Pokemon would look like and then Detective Pikachu came along after 2 decades to finally grant those childhood wishes and it actually delivered. It was such a surreal experience and made me honestly feel like a kid again. It was like falling in love with that world for a second time.

I felt validated as a life long fan and when done right that's what live action adaptations should deliver on. You should feel as if you're watching a dream come true on the screen and when placed in the hands of people who give a shit just as much as you if not more then you should be able to expect something special.

One Piece passed that test with flying colors in their first season and knowing they already got that season 2 written and ready to go is torture.

#Anime #Live Action

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cubic-watermelon · 8 months

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My big fat Pokemon rant:

Hey there lovelies, this is going to be a long rant about my thoughts on the state of the Pokemon games.

WARNING: Personal opinion ahead, proceed with caution!

I love Pokémon, if you can't tell, I'm basically a Poké-artist at this point. So it pains me to have to do this but I can't leave these feeling inside any longer. I feel like the last genuinely good Pokemon game was either Black and White 2 or X and Y. In gen 7 (Sun and Moon) the hand holding was absurd, I remember just wanting to play the games and was interrupted several times in the beginning of the games. But I could have excused that if not for the Ultra games... they're DLC for Sun and Moon at the full price of a new game and it bothers me that they did this...

this brings us to Scarlet and Violet, the broken, unfinished first open world games of Pokémon's history. Before this, gamefreak experimented with Legends Arceus, in my opinion the best recent pokémon experience. it has a lot of flaws, like not being able to play PVP matches, the lack of breeding and proper competitive training, the graphics, textures and, some times, lag.

It looked like a Gamecube game. People kept comparing it to TLOZ BOTW and why it couldn't look like it. Is the Switch too weak? NO! the switch showed time and time again that it can handle graphically complex and beautiful games, like monster hunter and dragon's dogma. So, is the Pokemon team this incompetent? Remember pokemon Let's go eevee and pikachu? say what you will about those games but they looked polished and beautiful!

Also, you could ride your own Pokemon. But yes, not the same type of game, so I can't compare. And hey, graphics aren't important and I had so much fun with Legends, I also never encountered any glitches besides the camera going through the floor.

Sword and shield are not amazing but at least they have some polish! no major glitches, fun game play, decent graphics... where they fail is in the areas we've learned to expect from pokemon, the character pop ins, the grass growing, the textures loading and in the animation department - If a character is going to do some "complicated" animations, the screen just fades to black, sound effects play, fades back with the character in a new place... It's 2023, those "animations" are inexcusable! Also the horrible and recycled character animations:

but that alone doesn't ruin the games, it's just that Pokemon is a BILLION dollar company! You'd think they could afford good animators. But I actually like Sword and Shield so let's talk about Scarlet and Violet. Man, where do I start with this. I mean, we've all seen the glitch compilations online, but I myself have only seen the regular going through the floor ones, but that's no excuse. the character animations are better (specially during cut scenes) but nothing to write home about. What really bugs me is the amount of lag that almost makes the game unplayable to me. if they weren't ready to make an open world game, they shouldn't have. if they needed more time, they should have delayed it.

the Pokemon and overworld characters keep popping in like in the previous games but it's somehow worse(?) you'd think Mesagoza wouldn't have lag because it´s closed off and has a loading screen but you'd be wrong. the towns and the ppl in them lost their souls, you can't go in the buildings and NPCs have nothing to say. The graphics are, somehow, worst than in sword, shield and legends! (legends had those texturing problems but was still very pretty).

Sure legends isn't a real open world game, but need I remind you BOTW runs on the same hardware?

And what other Open world and semi-open world games are there for the switch with much more complex graphics and textures that run without lag?

Meanwhile Scarlet and Violet here looking like a game from the 2000s

But one thing it did right was making the Pokemon textures better.

But if that's why the games are unfinished, I don't want them.

let's talk about the new gimmick now, the tera raid battles. they´re a mess, there´s nothing else to say.

The tera Pokemon are fine and a good addition but the raids are almost unplayable. I can't tell what's going on half the time! Sometimes my Pokemon disappears or goes through the floor. Sometimes no one moves for 5 minutes, the menu is gone, you can't input commands, everyone goes invisible, the tera mon is not there and then someone died 5 times, it's all over and I did nothing! WTF!

you know what I loved and was fun? Dynamax raids! Why not just do the same but with tera mons??? I´ll never know. who the fuck made these games? The B team? Probably the Z team!

If it sounds like I'm being too harsh, it's because I love Pokemon, but I hate this. I don't want this. I really like Scar/Vio's Story and characters but I could not enjoy this game the way I wanted. It's not a money issue! give your guys more time to make games!

And to finish things off, here's what I'dd add or fix:

- Let me mass release Pokemon in boxes! GOD!!! I do a lot of breeding! I need this! Pokemon Legends had it and it didn't had breeding WTF!!! - if your'e doing an open world RPG with a leveling system, please have level scaling! it's not hard to implement! I got lost, beat the gyms in the wrong order, the games overall was a cake walk. if your afraid it'll be too hard for the little babies just have - easy - medium - hard - difficulties! that should have been in the games by now! - Give me a reason to want to replay the league and play on the tournaments! by now I have full teams of competitive level 100 mons, but the tournaments keep the "high" levels of the late game and stops scaling them, so if I want to test out my teams, I can't. Also the prizes could be actually good! like battle items or mints or ability patches. Make the tournaments hard!!!! it's post game!!! it can be hard!!!! Also throw us a bone and add old characters participating in the tournaments like in Black and White 2! - why can't I see the meal power timer screen while camping? that's just weird! I want to know how much longer I have egg power on! why can't I see it!!! makes no sense! (also if you're making a sandwich beware of the tiny earthquakes that happen during the making of the sandwich... much polish) - for the shiny hunters: Legends did it right. There's an audible queue when a shiny spawns, a visual effect and they DO NOT despawn! Meanwhile here I am looking at a group of Flabébé like:

and if you look away for 3 seconds, it's GONE!!!

also can we talk about the random balls? yes, the ones that show up sometimes when you go inside rooms or during cut-scenes:

yeah, what's up with that???

What do I want for the future of Pokemon? Finished, polished fun games please. Also Megas, but Megas are controversial, I loved them. this is a minor thing but I'd like a proper character creator. Most of the ppl playing are adults and we can only play as 10 year olds... why cant I be a middle aged man with a full beard chasing pokemon around the world to be the very best?!

I'm done ranting! I think I said everything that was on my mind. I still love Pokemon, I'm gonna keep playing this broken ass game. Feel free to agree or disagree with me, and tell me how I cherry picked my examples XD I'd genuinely love to know your opinions on all of this.

Stop defending billion dollar corporations just because they give a product you love! sometimes they need to be called out on their bullshit.

Have a good one.

#pokemon #scarlet #violet #legends #sword #shield #rant #glitch #negativity #do better #funny maybe?

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