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puppy-coded · 2 years

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okay athena i have a proposition for you... katniss and y/n! just being cute together y/n just... is the complete opposite of katniss and everyone is like "wha??"

that would be so adorable i feel like

𝓗𝓮𝓵𝓵 𝓨𝓮𝓪𝓱 𝓦𝓮'𝓻𝓮 𝓒𝓾𝓽𝓮! {𝓚.𝓔.}

𝓦𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼: none

𝓟𝓪𝓲𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰: Katniss Everdeen x reader

𝓦𝓸𝓻𝓭𝓼: 900 words

“I forgot that I hate the woods,” You complained.

“Pipe down will you? You’re gonna scare of the wildlife!” Katniss whisper-yelled at you. Yeah... this hunting trip was not going well.

“You’re wildlife,” You retorted, immediately feeling bad.

“Okay, that’s just mean.” Katniss replied, finally turning around.

“Sorry, I’m just grumpy Kass.” You said quietly. You started picking at the loose thread of the knapsack, the old hunting bag could give way at literally any moment. Especially if you kept picking at it.

“Where did ‘Kass’ come from?” She asked, motioning for you to continue on.

“The first and last two letters of your name?” You replied, confused by the question.

“I like it,” She nodded. “It’s cute.”

“Glad you do, can we go home now?” You asked.

“You can but I seriously need to grab stuff. How about we fish?” She asked.

“Or... you can fish and I can be the loving girlfriend I am and be moral support,” You suggested.

“I... that’s the most I’m gonna get from you, isn’t it?” She asked, exasperation clear in her voice.

“Uh-huh.”

“Alright come on then. I know just the place,” She smiled.

. . .

She was fishing for a few hours and caught three fish. Katniss was happy with what she was able to get because it was enough for everyone in her family to have their own.

You, however, have been picking flowers for the past couple of hours and made a flower crown out of various wild flowers. It was colorful and fit your personality, in Katniss’ opinion, quite perfectly. Plus, flower crowns are fun to make and it kept you busy.

“You ready to go?” Katniss asked, lightly tapping you with her foot.

You giggles at her and stayed laid down, putting the flower crown on your head. “I am (Y/N), Queen of this pond. You, my royal knight, I shall love forever.” You told her dramatically.

“Come on you dork, we have to get back before the sun goes down,” She chuckled.

“Katniss, can you teach me how to... hunt sometime?” You asked, getting up.

“Remember the last time that happened? You broke down crying, went up to the deer, and apologized for even thinking about killing it for food.” She reminded you, holding in a laugh.

“Yeah but I feel bad for just... not contributing anything.” You admitted, putting your hands in your pockets.

“You contributed being cute. Now let’s go.” She said, putting an arm around you and walking off, guiding you through the woods.

. . .

You two had gotten to Katniss’ house in the Victor’s village, ate, and hung out on the couch while Prim did the dishes. Your head laid in her lap while she showed the most affection she ever has to any other human.

“I kinda want to start a fairy garden.” You said randomly, picking at the rip in Katniss’ pants.

“I mean... do what you want. Since we have a large space here at the Victor’s Village you can build the biggest or smallest fairy garden you want.” Katniss suggested, lightly drawing little circles on your cheek.

“Thanks Katniss. It will be pretty small but it’s be fun! And, also, fairies. I love fairies.” You reasoned, shooting up to smile brightly at her.

“I was just eavesdropping and I would like to know, and I love you (Y/N) but, how in the heck are you two dating?” Prim asked, cleaning a plate.

“She’s cute,” Katniss responded.

“She’s funny,” You replied.

“Interesting. I would have thought that your personalities would have clashed by now.” Prim shrugged.

“What do you mean?” Katniss asked, turning around in her seat.

“(Y/N) believes in things that aren’t real and isn’t a practical person.” Prim said, gesturing to (Y/N), trying to prove her point to Katniss.

You looked between the sister, confused, before it dawned on you. “Hey!” You exclaimed. “I can be practical.”

“And you, Katniss, have not done anything fun or ‘unnecessary’ since you were twelve.” Prim said, once again gesturing to Katniss, trying to prove a point.

“And?” Katniss asked, looking down at her outfit. Yeah... Prim was right.

“It’s just weird is all. Still glad I’ve gained a sister, at least, I hope I gain a sister. Anyway, off to bed for school tomorrow.” Prim said quickly as she hurried off to her room.

You graned at the mention of the building. “Ew. School. It’s like... gross.”

Katniss turned back around and gave her girlfriend a hug. “It’s okay, I’m still picking you up.”

“Can I stay here?” You asked.

Katniss sighed, “It is literally the farthest you can be from the school. Unless you want to wake up early.”

“It’s dark out. I don’t want to go home just in case.” You said, laying back down on Katniss.

“Just in case what?” She asked, continuing to stroke your cheek.

You pulled a blanket onto yourself. “Nothing good happens after dark.” You responded plainly.

“Fine... I guess I’ll just have to cuddle with you tonight.” Katniss said, feigning annoyance and getting up to go to her room with you.

You playfully hit her arm. “Because it’s so hard...” You mocked.

“Shut up and go to bed.” Katniss told you, leading you to her room for the night.

Instead of sleep it was a night filled with conversation, giggles, and cuddles. Sleep was not on the schedule, according to you.

#katniss everdeen #katniss everdeen x reader #katniss x reader #katniss everdeen x you #katniss everdeen x y/n #katnis x you #katniss x y/n #fic request #hunger games fics #hunger games x reader #katniss x fem!reader #fem!reader #˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥the oracle and your fate.⋆｡⋆˚｡⋆｡˚☽˚｡⋆.#➴➵➶➴athena writes➶➴➵➶

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starbiology · 8 days

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so, whose villains would you like to see redeemed and whose would you like to see kept being evil?

Redeemed

Lord Kass: He never should have been the villain in that story. Meridell attacked Darigan citadel, stole their artifact, then lied about it. On top of that, when Lord Darigan came back and redeemed himself he never stood up for Kass who was also being tormented by The Three.

Vira: She wasnt ever really a villain, more like a victim of dark magic? She seems to be part of whatever plot Drakara has but I wouldnt be surprised if Drakara is tricking her into helping her in some way

Either

Darkest Faerie: Ive talked about her a lot hahah but I think she could either stay a villain or be redeemed. I not so guiltly want her to be redeemed just to see the Altador council whole again. Then maybe Altador will finally be done with his sad man depression era

Captain Scarblade: Wasnt he just angry that Maraqua wouldnt pay them for guarding the city lol? Like I get they were running low in money but maybe their king should have given his own things as trade instead of refusing to pay? sounds like a dumb king problem

Xandra: Not many villains have actually succeeded with their goals which makes Xandra stand out as she quite literally smashed faerieland to the ground like a giant meteor. I reallllyyy love her character and while I like her as a villain I think she has a lot of good qualities to be redeemed. She had some good points about how much power the faeries (especially Fyora) hold over the rest of the planet.

Stay Evil

Dr. Sloth: he enslaved grundos and used tech to mutatilate them, theres no coming back from that buddy. He also was a dickhead to his general.

Shadow Usul: It would be funny to see the shadow usul redeemed simply bcz absolutely nothing is known of her so it would do nothing. shes cool but can just stay evil

#asks

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tishinada · 2 years

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Spoilers for ARR

I’ve wondered at what moment Thancred was possessed by Lahabrea. I did notice with Zas and Kass that he started giving me this answer when I clicked on him:

And that was the only thing he says in the Waking Stones when you click on him until post-ARR, so I feel that’s actually Lahabrea. But I have never been able to narrow a window between the last time I was sure he was not possessed by Lahabrea and the first time I got that answer.

But...New got that line for the first time just after she went through Toto Rak. Just before the final boss in Toto Rak, Lahabrea appears and talks to the WoL. At this point, Lahabrea looks like he’s using Thancred’s body, and the voice when he switches to Eorzean could be Thancred’s (hats off to his VA if so!) But I’m not nearly good enough at facial features to decide:

I knew he didn’t have the amulet right after Bowl of Embers when he tells you what will happen to the Tempered, just before you leave for the Remembrance ceremonies, then the induction/rescue of Wedge and Biggs, followed by the Sylph missions/Toto Rak. So the earliest he was possessed was while the WoL was being inducted into their GC, and the latest was during the short time after Toto Rak while the WoL is delivering reports before reporting back to Waking Sands. To try to narrow it further (and see if that was Thancred’s body in Toto Rak,) I dug into the cutscenes. Here’s Thancred when you report back after fighting Ifrit, just before you leave for the Remembrance Ceremonies:

No amulet.

Thancred is present right after you return from being inducted. And he’s wearing the amulet, I think, but I couldn’t get a closeup. This is immediately after that scene though, just before you leave for Gridania:

And there’s the amulet! Lahabrea was using Thancred’s body in Toto Rak.

So, Thancred was possessed between telling you about the tempered Ul’dahn soldiers having to be killed and you returning from rescuing Biggs and Wedges/induction into your GC.

EDIT: this is a pretty narrow window, maybe a couple of days, I think. My sense is that it happened during the Remembrance ceremonies themselves, mostly because everyone's attention was elsewhere. And from that point on, he's symbolically separate from the other Scions, occupying a location that's perfect for hearing and seeing everything going on at the Waking Sands.

He literally stood there, listening, while the Scions set their priorities and sent the WoL to deal with the sylphs. And almost certainly was responsible for Nero and crew showing up, then chasing the sylph leader into Toto Rak. The other times the Ascians appear involve a primal summoning. This time there was no summoning. But Lahabrea already knew you were there because "Thancred" could hear everything going on.

#ffxiv #arr spoilers #spoilers #thancred waters #lahabrea #ffxiv lore #possession #What can I say #I get obsessed with solving timeline mysteries sometimes lol

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yandere-fics · 1 month

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Okay, so because of Eliza's sister thing, I'm going to write a list of people that I'd THINK would be "normal" and wouldn't be jumping on the sister fucker train; The seaside sisters, Theanna, Abigail, Kass, Sawyer, Miriel, Pauline... Nikki... Raffie... and Nora.

I know there is a good chance that I'm going to be very wrong, but I'm gonna leap.

The sisters don't instantly jump to sister fucking. Theanna would need very ideal circumstances to make it occur. I could actually see it will Abigail if her sister was the ideal lady, perhaps it starts with her being a stupid kid and promising to dedicate herself to her sister who is the fairest lady she knows and then later in she starts to consider more things. Kassien would be normal unless they're her soulmate and a lesser demon, then it's on. It wouldn't fully make sense for Sawyer. Miriel probably wouldn't unless they're her soulmate but even then the sister would have to initiate the actual fucking. Pauline is a no. Nikki would if her soulmate is her sister and a lesser demon plus she literally doesn't know who she's related to so in her angel village she's somewhat likely to be related to anyone anyways. Nora might like if her sibling was made immortal too and has been her only reason to keep going for year but sister reader would need to initiate it. Raffie probably wouldn't but I still have ideas for it anyways.

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teecupangel · 1 year

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I'M WILL GOING BUCK WILD WITH THIS PLOT LMAO

Ah, ah! I was reading stuff on The Old Guard tag and now all I can think of is

Kassandra as Andy cause she is literally older than Jesus fucking Christ

Altaïr & Ezio as Nick & Joe cause WHY NOT

Arno as Booker cause he's a bloody drama queen

F!Eivor as Noriko cause DRAMA

Desmond as Nile cause they're BAMF and all come together on a AltEziDes with Arno suffering on the background and Kass looking like a proud lesbian mama lol

Bayek would be a good Andy too, and Connor and Shay also give me NickJoe vibes lol

Ooohhh, I’m always game to think about immortality-based plotlines XD

Kassandra as Andy would be spot on, especially if F!Eivor is Noriko/Quynh. Although, instead of a Labyrs, her main weapons would be the pointed tip of a spear and a Viking axe. She’d also be more on the calm chill side and happens to like to tease her fellow immortals. (To make it more interesting, maybe F!Eivor and her also met in the Isle of Skye and their relationship blossomed there as well)

Altaïr and Ezio as Nick and Joe would be a pretty fun pairing as well, especially if we keep Altaïr’s whole ‘distant and kinda arrogant’ personality. Ezio would be the one to remind him if he’s being too rude, sometimes with just a touch, because, even if they’ve been immortals for so long, some habits are hard to let go of. Ezio likes to joke that Altaïr is a work in progress which everyone knows is his way of saying Altaïr is trying. Altaïr, on the other hand, may act aloof most of the time but he’s quite protective of Ezio and there is no one in the world he trusts more than Ezio. Their personalities tend to clash at times and everyone knows that they sometimes spend half a century or so apart because of some dumb fight neither of them wanted to acknowledge responsibility with. It’s just become part of their whole deal that everyone just nods along to. Then Desmond comes in.

Arno as Booker would work. Just replace the death of Booker’s sons with Élise’s death (for more pain, maybe imply that Élise may have been or may have not been pregnant during the time of her death).

But you know who else could work as Booker? Haytham Kenway. Instead of being part of Napoleon’s army, keep his whole deal, including his actions to help the British Empire. But this time, he is the one to kill his own son instead. The American Revolution still played as history had recorded it so Haytham has to live his immortal life with the guilt of killing his son for nothing. He’d also be the most aloof of the Immortals and perhaps even be jealous of how ‘easy’ it is for everyone to move on. (Plus points if he treats Desmond the way he treats his son before and he only realizes it when Desmond tells him to stop treating him like an idiot, only digging in the guilt of how his relationship with his son was).

Eivor as Quynh/Noriko also gives us an excuse to… well, torture Eivor. While her imprisonment would be of a similar fate to Quynh/Noriko, we can include her being subjected to a blood eagle in Odin’s name. If you want to hammer in the angst, make Sigurd the one to do it. Of course, if Eivor and Kassandra met on the Isle of Skye, the events of Eivor’s life would have to be shuffled around to make it more coherent. Her imprisonment could be because of Sigurd or because of the Saxons.

And then there was Desmond. One main difference between Desmond and Nile would be their attachment to people. If we keep Desmond’s strained relationship with his parents, he would actually be more open to being immortal. He would hide his desire for a connection with practiced smiles and his chill personality although he wouldn’t fool Kassandra. It would be his desire for a connection but hiding it from everyone that makes it easy for him to fall for both Altaïr and Ezio. Neither of them planned to fall in love with Desmond, maybe they even started out a relationship with him as more of something fun and uncomplicated (like having the immortal version of an ongoing sexual and emotional threesome) which Desmond was cool with (he didn’t expect to fall for them too) while they’re teaching him the ropes and helping him acclimate with his newfound immortality. It would only be later that they would realize that Desmond is like the missing piece in their life.

Other possible ideas:

Ratonhnhaké:ton and Shay giving off Nick and Joe vibes? Color me intrigued. This one also has the additional emotional baggage of Shay being employed by Haytham who Ratonhnhaké:ton killed so, like… they say their relationship is ‘complicated’ and that would be an understatement.

If Arno is Booker, he would have had a relationship with Jacob Frye. Maybe his relationship with Jacob is what helps him move on from the pain of Élise’s death but Jacob isn’t an immortal soooo… (holy wow, Arno has, like, the short end of the stick in this one if he’s an immortal. Haytham doesn’t count, he deserves to feel the guilt)

Bayek would definitely be a good Andy as well. If you go for Bayek instead, Quynh/Noriko would have to be Aya. Although, if you just want Bayek to be included in the plot, he could be Lykon instead? Another possible Lykon is Alexios/Deimos as well and that would definitely be some angst for Kassandra.

Of course, Merrick would be Vidic, hahaha. Maybe Copley could be Layla or even Lucy?

Why are they immortals? Why do we need to explain that? Let’s keep it a mystery but make vague points of how it might be connected with some kind of Isu research to achieve eternal life.

#do assassins and templars still exist in this one #sure but they’re more in line with their historical counterparts than ac lore counterpart #ask and answer #kasseiv #is that their couple tag #idk #no usual tags because #altdes #ezides #altezi #altdesezi

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ranni-the-witch-official · 9 days

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I have once again finished Ranni's questline before ever even getting the grace at Boiled Prawn Shack, and I went to Zorayas excitedly yelling "Hello, yes we never met before, I am your cool lesbian auntie Kass. I married your father's sister. If you ever need anything, or if you have enough of your mom bossing you around, you will always find a room in your aunts' palace on the moon. Once we have successfully murdered god, that is."

But jokes aside, if I have been told correctly, the Age of Order ending has you marry Marika symbolically, and the Age of Stars ending has you marry Ranni, and I find it a bit... sad that it never goes acknowledged that you married into the family tree? As one of the best allegorical AAA video game work out there, Elden Ring is so overtly obsessed with dynasticism as a driving force of the misery in its world. I mean, the central motive for the divine right of queen-king-lords is a giant tree, the weight of inheritance, parental neglect, and ancestry haunts characters like Nepheli Lux, Godrick, Melina, Ranni, Morgott, Mohg, Rykard; failed, failing, unsucessful dynastical marriage constellations define Hoarah Lux, Rennala, Mohg, Marika, Radagon; what I can only describe as a disastrously enthusiastic dynastical marriage constellation defines whatever Rykard and his bisexual polycule have going on in Volcano Manor; and broken, strained, and complicated sibling bonds define Ranni, Rykard, Radahn, Mohg, Morgott, Malenia, and Miquella. And this branching family tree violence plays out on a continental scale, because that is the crux of dynasticism and feudalism. For every broken twig, every blooming flower, every fallen petal and every growing leaf, a thousand innocents will suffer. The root of this tree is literally poisoned with an imbalance of life and death by the virtue of family infighting (yes, my wife committed all those murders, why do you think i married her). The corpses of the God-Queen-King's most loyal genocidal forces literally nurture the other roots of this tree. The tree is symbol, expression, and literal material component of the feudal, divine rule in the Lands Between. As a historian, I have my fair share of quarrels with the books and significantly more with the shows, but GRRM deserves actual credit for his skill at writing the inherent violence of feudal dynasticism.

But for the fact that this symbolic and real tree rests as this pluripotent, omnipresent symbol at the center of the Lands Between, the player literally and figuratively marrying into it gets... zero mention in the basegame. And not that it necessarily has to - but it feels like such a wasted thematic opportunity. One ending has you marry into the tree to remove its crown and transport it far away, one (or several? I still do not fully understand the lore implications of some of the standard endings) endings have you marry into the family tree to claim the figurative and real crown, and one ending has another character marry into the family tree to ease some of the poison seeping into its lethal roots (I... think? I never played Duskborn or did much of Fia's questline). The only ending that has you reject dynasticism and marriage outright is the one that has you rejecting everything outright, burning the world down with yourself. Your complicitness and philosophy in that ending gets overtly questioned by Melina, but what about your complicitness when marrying into the family tree? By becoming a twig, even if it is to remove all the branches, how much of the tree's weight do you carry? Most of the shardbearers and a significant number of the remembrance bosses are now my inlaws. A dozen NPCs are now my inlaws. I am no stranger to the Erdtree at this point, not an outsider any longer. Like it or not, I have grafted myself on this tree. That should have drastic consequences regarding my relationship to it. I feel like the story could have done something thematically with that decision of mine.

#I really tried to go for a different ending this time I swear #but then I saw Ranni naked and covered in the blood of a divine being she just murdered after an aeon of scheming and murdering to get ther #and that is an image so sexy it shuts of my brain #i would have proposed on the spot even if that wasnt what you needed to do to progress the quest #anyway just my thoughts you can obviously disagree with me #and it doesnt detract from how good this game is #but there is a thematic itch there i cannot scratch #elden ring #zorayas

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findusinaweek · 1 year

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I got tagged by @luvjiro in this post for a tag game:

If you've never been to a convention, or if you have and would go again..

Who would you go as??

Chell from Portal/Portal 2! I’d like to do this again. I think it’s funny you tagged me in this. I was thinking about this on the way to work this morning, even before seeing this! Being called a “dangerous mute lunatic” by a GLaDOS cosplayer at a con has been a highlight of my life, I guess. I did forget how to speak in that moment. I’ve been thinking about it a lot in the last few months. It’d be a good cosplay for being overstimulated, because then you don’t have to talk and that’s in character. Also, I love jumpsuits, I could literally just dye mine orange and wear a tanktop. I could make a stamp for the Aperture logo. And, as always, I’m in love with the long fall boots. I think they are so cool! The boots and portal gun are the only things I don’t have, but I could figure that out...somehow.

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I have watched this clip so many times. Chell is so graceful! Re-downloading Portal and Portal 2 now...

OOF! 2007 Chell is...a bit painful to look at. Girl is traumatized. I would be too if I had to walk through Aperture Science barefoot. There are many other cosplays I’d be into (Jim from OFMD, Deimos (Kass or Alexios) from ACO, Ymir from AOT), but I really just want to be Chell again. (Edit, sorry @luvjiro, I left this in my drafts again.) Ok, Tagging time, again.

@aeide, @whereforartthoumisthios, @brasideios (feel better!), @ainulindaelynn, @fikali, @cataliinaa, @aquila-v , @fictionalcharactersrbetter, anyone else who wants to. No pressure, as always.

#Picture the end of portal 1 where Chell is dragged back. That's me rejoining the Portal fandom.#Tag game #I did download portal 1 again and OH WOW I am no longer good at it. I could speedrun it but now I am just falling off everything

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cyberxilophone · 7 months

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While exploring the Sky Islands, the Rito pair think about their time together in Rito village, the stresses of adulthood, and their bond with each other as they search for a mysterious temple. That unspoken tension comes to its breaking point when they find something else beyond a landmark and things grow out of control… literally.

Even up so high in the sky archipelagos, Teba could still feel the arid air from the Gerudo region brushing up past his face. Maybe Rito weren’t fit for exploring outside of Tabantha, but he was stubborn before being defeatist. With Tulin and his best men guarding the village, no Yiga clansman could ever hope of breaking in. It wasn’t hard—it was tedious and boring.

He had to turn around every few minutes to check if Kass was still following behind him. Good thing he did, because the bard had gotten enraptured by the sight of yet another Zonai Device. Even with his hulking frame, he was clearly lacking in any kind of warrior sense. Teba was almost tempted to shoot near his feet to startle him for his carelessness, but he simply bit his tongue and stopped in his tracks. “Kass, can you please hurry up?”

“I’m sorry, but Amali and the kids said they were curious about those devices that fell everywhere. It won’t take more than a second!” Purah Pad in hand—a mass-produced model under Zelda’s approval—Kass snapped a photo of the giant fan. “Truly interesting things, aren’t they? To think that the wind Rito use can be made by simple centrifugal force…”

“Interesting indeed…” Teba sarcastically muttered. “Now hurry up. We have to make sure that we document our findings.”

After a well-deserved rest, Zelda didn’t waste any time. Now the sage of time, she was more determined than ever to chronicle the history of every nook and cranny of Hyrule. She wanted nothing more than to do the exploring on her own, but with reparations for the entire kingdom on her plate, she had to settle for sending out ambassadors and research teams to seek out all shrines, temples, and relics Hyrule could offer.

“Oh, no need to be so methodical about the entire affair, my friend. We’re uncovering ancient art here!” Kass cheered, accordion in hand as his fingers ached to play the instrument. “I know that you’re the elder, but have you lost all whimsy in your life?”

“We’re uncovering it because it needs to be uncovered. The Zonai, the Shiekah, and whoever else lived in Hyrule before us were a bunch of cryptic pranksters. I mean,”—Teba reached for his bow and shot at the Zonai Sentry in the distance before it could activate, making it crumble into pieces just as it started up.—”my ancestors just wrote down information like rational people. None of this riddle nonsense.”

Kass stared at the sentry explode into pieces—aquamarine shards flying through the air with green smoke protruding from the spot the robot perished. “My, you need to work on your anger problems.”

“I don’t have anger problems.” Teba shot another one, sending it careening down to the surface of Hyrule. “I’m just blunt.”

“The ones that have the most problems are the ones that deny it the most. That’s a proverb from—”

“Your teacher, yeah,” Teba grumbled. “I just wanna get done with this so I can return home and be with Saki. She’s probably worried sick…”

“Oh, you know Saki’s a strong woman. She’s probably over the moon that you’re taking some time off from being the elder. If your plumage wasn’t white, I would’ve already assumed that you’ve begun graying!”

Teba started to walk faster in an attempt to avoid a confrontation. Kass’ laugh was usually infectious, but during work, the sound of careless joviality was like hearing nails scrape against a chalkboard.

Why did it have to be him? He’s so… Ugh…

Kass was a carefree man—perhaps too carefree. Most of the men in the village called him insane for leaving out of the blue on a music-seeking trip—Teba included. Amali was the only one that seemed to support his decision, but sometimes, even she wished for him to come back and help take care of the kids.

However, what he lacked in focus and responsibility he made up with sheer knowledge. The man was a walking encyclopedia of Hyrule’s history when it came to the arts. After The Calamity was dealt with, he had risen from a nameless bard to the head of Hyrule’s art and culture program. Zonai—Shiekah—Gerudo; he could decipher it all and do so twice as fast as Zelda’s head researchers.

Teba would love it if the story ended there, but someone that loved to explore as much as Kass was obviously going to wander into wild territory with the excitement of a dimwitted hatchling, and it frustrated Teba to no end. It wasn’t that he was stupid—he could forgive that at least—but Kass knew the risks, and simply valued the concept of adventuring far more than his own life.

Turning his head back again—half out of habit and half out of genuine concern—he saw Kass leaning down every few steps to stuff some sundellions into his backpack.

Ignore him. As long as he arrives safely, you won’t need to worry about anything else.

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A lack of sleep was something that Teba was accustomed to. Even before being chief, he would always sleep with an eye open. Every part of him was attuned to be on the lookout for something as small as the rustling of leaves. Being on the lookout for moblins or aeurocudas was just part of the job, especially when his neighbor was one of the few Rito men that never sought the way of a warrior.

“Ah, what a refreshing bath!” Kass hopped out of the pond, feathers ruffled up as he dried himself.

Teba swallowed harshly, still refusing to turn around and engage with Kass. When they first traveled to this island, he choked when Kass started to undress around the body of water. Why did he even react so strongly? He had gone on long monster-hunting excursions with Harth many times—bathing in nearby waterfalls to get the bokoblin blood off them. He wasn’t an overly hormonal teen Rito, so why?

“Are you sure that you don’t want to dip in? The water up in here is so soothing…”

“No. Too cold for me.”

“Too cold for a Rito?” Kass asked teasingly. “Color me surprised.”

The sound of the belts and buckles of Kass’ kilt was the sign that Teba could finally turn around and watch. Still, he felt a lump in his throat as he saw Kass without his leather armor—his feathered, naked chest visible and shamelessly displayed.

Even now, he had trouble understanding someone as combat-aversed as the bard could manage to have such a strong build. He certainly wouldn’t be able to match him in flight, Kass’ muscly frame could probably break him in half. His arms were stocky and thick, sporting definition around his body that helped him haul most of their travel equipment without trouble.

Teba even remembered hearing about Amali needing to call a tailor to get Kass’ measurements taken since the standard armor for all the Rito no longer fit his burly physique. It was as hilarious as it was jealousy-inducing. He could picture himself during that day—staring off at Kass’ home as he twirled around shirtless as Amali and the tailor stretched the measuring tape around him.

What is up with me?

“And whatever has you so grumpy? We’re just an island away from arriving at the destination the stone tablet spoke of.”

“Hm?”

Kass jumped off the rock formation near Teba and slid right next to him with a travel mat of his own. “Wanna know something funny, friend?”

With an exasperated sigh, Teba looked at Kass. “What?”

“You remind me of my teacher. He was very grumpy like you, but kind and handsome as well.”

Kass’ beak curved as Teba felt his cheeks turn red. The bard’s honeyed words lingered in his mind—spoken so kindly that it was as if they were being serenaded to him. Teba’s chest tightened, but he didn’t clench it out of fear of Kass noticing his sudden reaction.

What… What are you DOING to me?!

“You don’t need to act so stern. He had to step down from his station due to stress.” Kass solemnly glanced at his accordion for just a moment. It was short—less than a second—but his beak trembled as he recalled the memory. “And well, it’d be a shame if you were to end up like Kaneli so soon. I quite enjoy seeing you fly.”

“You can see me? All the way to the flight range?”

“Someone who travels so much has an eye for detail,” Kass explained. “I sometimes station myself on Revali’s Landing, and I can see you from there.”

“Ugh, how embarrassing…”

“Oh, your flight prowess is nothing to be ashamed of.” Kass seemed to return to his normal, composed self, but as soon as it went away, another wry smile painted itself across his beak. “And by the way, you should either tie your kilt better or invest in some undergarments. Just because you’re all alone in that range doesn’t mean that you’re exempt from decency.”

“I—“

Teba fell into silence. His heart pounded with the ferocity of a hammer smashing against his ribcage. He opened his beak, but no words came out. The only sound was the roaring winds of the sky islands and the crickets chirping around them. Their gazes met, and the pounding grew stronger and stronger. Teba felt like his heart was going to explode into a gory mess from how intense the beating was. It echoed through his ears, drowning out his own thoughts.

That was until Kass broke the silence. He let out a boarish cackle—acute and gravelly, it was the total opposite of his soothing voice.

“W-what’s so funny!?”

“Your face!” Kass said amidst laughter and gasps for air. “Oh, that was priceless! You’re a sucker for praise, it seems!”

“N-No!” Teba puffed up his cheeks—defenseless against Kass’ teasing that he could only approach it like a child. “Shut up! How was I supposed to know that there’d be someone looking up my kilt!”

“Don’t blame me for having eyes!” Kass defensively said. “Plus, you should thank me for telling you. A less than kind person would’ve told on you to the entire village.”

“I…” Teba squirmed under the weight of his own shame. “Yeah, whatever. Going to sleep now.”

“Sleep well, dear chief~” Kass gazed at him deeply—amber eyes glistening against the moonlight.

Teba turned around, and while he certainly closed his eyes, slumber didn’t reach him no matter how much he tried. The concept of Kass gazing up at him in voyeuristic glory made his stomach churn with something not too dissimilar to discomfort. It made him nervous, yet at the same time, that same feeling he got whenever he flew up high up. The only time that he ever felt something so potent was when he soared to the skies above Rito Village to face Vah Medoh.

…How can a simple minstrel do something like that? My chest…

The sound of Kass’ deep snoring broke Teba out of his train of thought. The Rito was sprawled over his travel carpet, drool trailing out of his beak and his accordion resting near him just like how a plush would be held by a hatchling.

“Sleep well, Kass.”

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“This is it, Teba! This is the spot, I’m sure of it!”

“Huh?”

They had finally arrived on the island detailed on the stone tablet. Atop an island in the Faron Sky Archipelago was an islet distinct from the other land masses coated in yellow leaves, random rock formations, and dilapidated Zonai architecture with nothing inside. The one they found themselves in was a large expanse with a temple just like the ones found in the corners of Hyrule, just a little bit smaller in size. The entrance was in the shape of a giant skull, and in front of it, a stone tablet with a message inscribed upon it.

And yet, with such a striking discovery in front of him, Teba couldn’t help but stare off into the distance. He couldn’t bear to look at Kass anymore; not out of annoyance like earlier, but from the strange stew of feelings simmering inside of him.

“Are you not excited? We’ve been traveling for days to get here!”

“I-I am, I am. It’s just…” Teba swallowed. “Just a lot on my mind. Let me know if you need anything, alright?”

Kass sighed, clearly resigned. “Will do, friend.”

Teba exhaled in relief as he heard the distinct sound of Kass’ accordion startup. The click of the keys and the tone they let out thereafter was like a wave of comfort washing over the Rito chief. How long had he gone without hearing that melody? Kass left just around the time Link woke up, and couldn’t come back to the village during the upheaval… the melody was so much more soothing than how Teba remembered it.

“Humble spirits of the Zonai!” Kass announced with showman-esque candor. “Allow us to access the secrets of this stone tower island at once, please!” He coughed up into his wing before beginning his song.

A hero of draconic heritage, rising up into the skyTo fight a beast that haunts us but what for we do not know whyTake power at the cost of yourself, then let thee fly

The chime of something unlocking traveled through the entire island. Teba brandished his bow just in case a sentry or something even worse was summoned—three arrows are already drawn in his Great Eagle Bow.

“What happened, Kass?!”

“I-I don’t know! A shrine usually appears, but the rumbling isn’t coming from underneath!” Instead, it was coming from deep inside the temple. Something was slowly crawling its way up to the entrance—they could both feel it. “Teba, are you—”

Teba flew at Kass’ side, almost throwing the bard with his rough landing. “Already there.”

They waited with bated breath as the stone door slowly retracted up. Dust and debris fell as the mechanism jutted the entrance skyward, and just when they braced themselves for something akin to a Silver Lynel covered in Gloom, they saw that what was causing the rumbling was… a Zonai construct gently hovering towards them with something lodged inside its ribcage-esque body.

“Thank the Godesss…” Teba let himself fall to the ground in relief—back against the altar next to the tablet. “I did not have the energy to fight yet another thing tainted with Gloom.”

“I thank you both for freeing me. It appears that I shut down while inside the Stone Tower temple and got trapped inside.” The construct explained. “I possess the reward for unraveling the secret of the temple. The answers were supposed to be hidden inside, but I can detect that the tablet containing the secret fell to the surface. Its current geographical coordinates are -0182, 1171, 0279. I concur that you ended up finding the answer that way.”

“Y-yes! I suppose that you could be so kind as to grant us that reward! I’d also appreciate it if you could give us some explanation as to what that song is supposed to mean.” Now in his element, the bard spoke with certainty and authority. “My name is Kass, and my associate is Teba.”

“Hello.” That was all Teba said as he stretched to offset the sudden exertion.

“Users ‘Kass’ and ‘Teba’ registered.” The construct made a loud whirring sound before its eye lit up “As for your reward, here it is.”

Opening up like a drawer, the slot inside the construct revealed a strange charm in the shape of a mask. Besides a few spots of rusted metal, the surface was incredibly reflective—the gleam of the sun shimmering across.

Kass was about to reach for it when he noticed that the small charm began to vigorously shake. It jerked around as it levitated slightly above the compartment inside the construct. Before he could think about what it meant and if he should reach for it, the charm lunged at his neck.

The bard stumbled back in shock, letting out a high-pitched yelp from the fright. The small bump wasn’t painful, but the chill growing on the back of Kass’ neck only grew as he tried putting the mask charm away. He pulled and pulled, yet the small amulet didn’t move.

“Kass, are you okay?!” Teba asked, hands grasping the bard’s shoulder. “What in the Goddess’ name was that?! Are you hurt?!”

“I… I think I’m fin—” Kass’ stopped himself as a strange buzz surged through his chest. It traveled all the way to his throat, morphing his tone into a warbly, dissonant shrill. “What?! What was tha—”

His chest puffed out forward, stretching the leather armor around the two giant mounds of muscle. Most of the armor got wedged in the space between the two soft, sculpted pectorals. The pressure of the vest against his chest and the sudden growth left Kass speechless, dread crawling down the side of his body like sweat trailing across his frame that left him with an open, hanging beak.

“W-what the…?” Kass gently groped his chest to check if what he felt truly happened. “How did this… What is this, Teba?”

Teba couldn’t provide an answer. The only sound that passed his ears was the ringing of a mind under total sensory assault. Kass’ grown chest drew him in like a moth to a flame. That dormant fascination that had begun to bloom when he threw momentary gazes at the bard inside the hot spring was now exploding all across his body.

What… what is…

His wings reached for Kass’ chest on their own. The more he stared at the Rito’s chest, the more the pounding at his skull continued. He had a wife. He had a kid. He was the chief. He shouldn’t. Why was he doing this?

No. Yes. Should I? I want to… what do I…

Kass’ body swelled up again. His torso grew wider, and his pectorals increased in size yet again. One final bwomph from the growing boulders on his chest for the leather chest piece to give out with an ear-piercing snap.

“A-ah… I’m not in any pain, at least… but what do I do?” Kass turned to the construct, only to see that it had retreated into its standby mode. He desperately flicked his talon against it, trying to get it to start up. “Come on, come on! What did you give me?!” His pleas were unheard by the inactive robot. Just like discarded Guardians after The Calamity, no matter how hard he tried to force it to spring to life, it remained completely still.

Hot. Teba’s body was hot. He thanked the goddess and every single other entity that lived in the spiritual realm for having a kilt bulky enough to hide his growing erection. Fuck. Okay. This is just involuntary. You’re not doing anything wrong.

“TEBA!” Kass squawked out, feathers tainted with pure liquid stress dripping out of him. “Fix this, o-or at least TRY to do something!” As he said it, that same growth traveled down to his legs. That buzz had evolved into crackling, intense electricity that jutted downwards and forced growth upon his leg muscles. “H-Hylia!” The sudden enlargement forced the kilt up as it stretched around the bard’s hips and legs.

“I-I don’t know what to do! There’s no elixir for this and I don’t have any materials either!”

“WELL THINK ABOUT SOMETHING, YOU FUCKING MOBLIN!”

To hear Kass speak to him so in a manner so barbaric was like being sprayed with ice-cold water. It was like a corrupted imitation of what the bard’s voice usually sounded like. The indignation and craving mixed together in a raving tempest inside his stomach. It felt so wrong, yet so vibrant at the same time.

“Ngh, my body’s so warm…” Kass whined as his legs pulsated once again. He pulled on the bottom of the kilt on impulse, yet it was futile. His cock swayed through the air and from underneath his skirt. Kass let out a guttural, squawk-ish noise as the indecency dawned on him. “No, no! This shouldn’t…” That electricity then continued evolving further. Intense, boiling fervor pulsated through his body. It was like having Amali’s tender hand rubbing all over his body, every single inch of his frame making him feel more alive than ever before. His eyes jerked all over the place, and inevitably, they fell on Teba.

Teba; the strong chief of the Rito—the man that kept them safe—the man that he’d vigorously stare at whenever he dipped into a hot spring. Every single thing that Kass could’ve ever thought about him converged into his mind like violent lightning striking metal.

Something’s wrong… Something’s seriously wrong… Teba… Teba… I shouldn’t be thinking of…

His stomach churned with the sound of old, thick grease boiling inside an old pot. Just like the rest of his body, it began to grow outward. Instead of the deep, rugged muscle consistency around his limbs and chest, his midsection had gained a doughy consistency that jiggled each time his body throbbed with magical energy.

“Kass…”

Teba’s left talon suddenly slipped on empty air, sending him rolling down to a patch of yellow grass. His body bumped against the hard, uneven edges of the roots of the giant tree stump that held the platform. Slight purplish bruises formed underneath his plumage as he laid on the ground with wounded pride. His cock leaked seed underneath him as the giant frame of Kass grew taller and taller, casting a shadow on him with the sun behind him.

Fuck…

Kass heaved with his hand pushing against the pillar. His kilt now wrapped itself around his waist like a belt—covering nothing and leaving his cock flopping around for all to see. His stomach pushed forward, hanging above his waist just slightly, although it hung further with each stage of growth.

“Mmgh… So… Hot…” Kass’ voice—once a harmonizing, lullaby-esque tone—now sounded like the warbled noises of a Moblin. His stomach continued rumbling loudly—a pair of love handles now seated across his side. They spilled out in a muffin top, further obscuring the already overstretched kilt. “Oh, my goodness, mgh… what is going on…?”

The intense warmth spreading through his body slowly quelled the bard’s thoughts. As his hefty chest rose up and down, he looked at his newfound pudge. Something was calling to him—a fascination that had been unearthed. Such a size was unbefitting of a Rito. They were supposed to be a race of warriors of grace and perfect shape, yet the sensation of heft sagging down from his once pristine body took the breath out of him. It made him feel above the rest of his avian brethren; their bodies were slim and weak compared to the giant, hulking avian he was.

Biggest… I’m… the biggest… Rito… It was like the mask charm attached to his chest was whispering to him, and the honeyed words felt so right. It was like confirming stray thoughts that he had rejected once before—be it out of cowardice or repression. Just… growing a little bit more… won’t hurt…

His kilt finally snapped against the pressure of his widening thighs. His newfound freedom was like liquid peace washing over him. He emptied out his lungs as he exhaled—gut pushing out slightly.

While he once stood far smaller than the giant skull structure above the entrance, he now remained just a few meters away from it. The ground shook underneath the weight of his talons slamming against it—cracks forming with each step.

Teba could do nothing but stare. Was this his fault? Should he have done something to stop this? Could he have done anything at all? Those questions ran through his mind as he got up on his feet. His cock still throbbed, but he just begged that Kass wouldn’t notice it as he climbed back up to the altar. “Kass!” He shouted.

The bard turned around in response, yet that panicked frenzy was no longer there. He smiled back at Teba, beak curving up. His amber eyes were no more—now replaced with grey, ashy pupils that held nothing but uncontrolled fervor behind them. His expression didn’t seem to belong to a distinguished minstrel, but instead to a mindless monster pushed by its bare instincts. The sight of his erect shaft certainly didn’t help either, nor did the fact that he seemingly made no effort of hiding his throbbing manhood.

“Kass?” Something was amiss. The man gazing back at him wasn’t the same person he had been traveling for days. It was a strange, uncanny corruption of him. A carnal recreation with all the soft corners sanded down. “...We need to go home. We’ll have Zelda fix this.”

“Oh, but why do you want to get home?” Kass’ voice was sly—uncontrollable ego and deceit layering his words. He lumbered towards Teba, kicking the shut-off construct to the side without a thought. “I think we should stay a little longer. Can you humor your old friend?”

Teba’s gaze remained focused on the ground. The temptation to look up at the bard’s swaying shaft was irresistible. Flashes of it passed his gaze every time that his eyes wandered off—pushing his cock up and causing pre to dribble down to the stone tiling underneath. “...We need to get you some help, alright?” He couldn’t push the act of a fearless chief. Not like this; urges upon urges built upon themselves in his mind, tempting him to do something that he would certainly both regret and love indulging in. “We just wrap some cloth around your waist and then…”

“Oh, but what’s the point of hiding away something so beautiful? Or is that that you’re embarrassed by it, Teba?” Kass cocked his head back, a striking cackle erupting from his throat. “How adorable you are! A small Rito with such big ambitions and demeanor. Do you not indulge yourself often? Is Saki not satisfying those urges coursing through your veins, Teba?”

“No, NO! You shouldn’t…” Teba felt the words getting stuck in his throat. The sight of Kass’ body had made his thoughts evolve into pure temptation—the opposite of his soft-hearted fantasies with Saki. The image of the bard’s hulking, muscular frame with the layer of pudge adorning it inspired nothing but pure, unbridled desire. “W-we can’t, Kass! We can’t!”

“Oh, don’t be silly∼” Kass bent down—gut squishing against itself and rolls pushing in on one another—and reached for Teba. The Rito chief instinctively tried running away from him, but it was futile. Kass swept the avian in his hand—Teba’s body light as a feather in his massive wings—and held him tight. He could feel him struggling, and that just made him look even more adorable. His efforts were charmingly futile, a poor attempt at rejecting their natural desires. “Let’s get you comfortable…”

“Comfortable?!” Teba tried to breathe through the overwhelming stench emanating from Kass’ newfound body mass. The sudden expansion left the bard sweaty—his azure plumage now turned sticky and matted. The stench was intoxicating—like a potent liquor turned into a gas. “How can you be comfortable… being so big?! Y-you shouldn’t… We shouldn’t…”

“Oh, you’re so adorable∼” Kass gently brushed one of his winged fingers underneath Teba’s leather chest piece. The garment gave out almost immediately—revealing the chief’s white-feathered torso. “Oh, my∼ Are your nipples hard, Teba? Is there something particular that’s catching your attention?”

By now, Teba knew that talking was a Sisyphean endeavor. He continuously tried to thrash out of Kass’ grip—an act with no fruit to bear. Looking down, the temple and the island that carried it seemed so small that it was almost wholly obscured by the clouds. He didn’t know if his struggle to breathe was from Kass’ strength—the altitude—or the pulsating arousal making his cock throb.

“Mghah… Kass… Don’t…”

But the bard didn’t listen. He ripped Teba’s kilt with one single pull, letting Teba’s cock spring out freely—small drops of pre sprayed across the minstrel’s hand. “So pent up… Has Saki been neglecting your needs? You poor thing∼” He pressed one of his fingers against the tip of Teba’s cock—an indignant whine squeaked out as a result.

Those slight flicks against his dick were like hundreds of volts passing through Teba’s body. He had never been manhandled so thoroughly before. No matter what he did, he was at the complete mercy of Kass, and that rotten, depraved part of his mind took that pleasure with full acceptance. All he had to do was lean back and let the bard do his work. He need not be commanding—all that was expected of him was to lean his head back and fester in Kass’ embrace.

“Fuck, Kass… Don’t stop…”

“Oh, I won’t as long as you keep serenading me with those adorable moans of yours…” Kass lifted his hand up to get a closer look at Teba. A warm, red flush had spread around the chief’s cheeks. Underneath the tatters of his outfit, Teba’s cock throbbed as it begged for more stimulation. “And what do you seek most, little songbird?”

“Mmgh, fuck, Kass! I don’t know… just… I want you…”

“Good boy∼” Kass giggled—a deep, rumbling laugh that echoed across the sky. “I’ve seen you staring at me. Such a desperate man… I’m gonna give you what you want∼” Picking Teba up, he gently hovered his hand downwards. “I do hope that you have some good lungs, Teba.”

“H-huh?”

Lifting one of his love handles, he pushed Teba between the two chunks of flab. Before the Rito chief could let out a protesting scream, Kass pushed him deep inside. From the chill that passed around that area of his body—the sky’s strong winds brushing against his sweaty folds—he knew that he wouldn’t be completely suffocating Teba. The small, weak pushes he felt certainly let him know that he was still plenty awake.

“Ngh, Dammit!” Every breath that Teba took was like breathing the raw essence of Kass’ sweaty frame. He pushed against the flab both above and underneath him, talons and wings trying to fight against the gelatinous mass that threatened to bury him. The more he fought—the sweat that he shed—the stench; it all built up to his growing arousal. The helplessness enthralled his brain as the temptation to give up once again crawled up his spine. “Kass… Mgh, fuck… I love you, FUCK!”

Kass giggled. “Oh, I’m sure you do. And we’re gonna have a lot of fun…” The sun rose up above Kass—further making him sweat as he continued growing. The temple had been smashed quite some time ago under the weight of his gigantic rump—now a speck so small that he didn’t even feel it. “Now, keep struggling for me… because I’m gonna make you into a new man∼”

#kass botw #teba botw #totk #breath of the wild #fat fur #macro #macrophilia

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HOT TAKES ON THE NEWLY LEAKED SV POKÉDEX

I didn’t mean to see the leaks but I’m wayyy too curious oops. I’m trying to judge these evenly because the pictures we have of the unannounced Pokémon are low quality but I will review this when the game releases!

This post obviously contains spoilers so be warned!!!!

Overall I think the starters are pretty cool! Meowscarada owns my heart and soul I love it’s design soooo much. I never cared if it was bipedal or not and although I would’ve preferred a badass bipedal lynx I’m so happy with what we’ve got (ITS A MAGICIAN GUYS!!!! A MAGICAL CAT!!!). Quaquaval is also really cool, especially the colours omg. I just wish it was a pirate or sailor because as far as I’m aware we don’t really have a pirate inspired Pokémon (also we’ve had two skinny water types in two generations, huh). Skeledirge is probably the most disappointing. A lot of people were correct in predicting a skeletal ghost crocodile but the execution of the final design is just awkward?? I hope when I see it in game my opinion is changed because Fuecoco deserves the world.

The regional(?) birds look kinda boring (they actually look kinda like Tailow and Swellow) but I’m comparing them to how cool Corviknight looked so it’s a little unfair. Their names are super cool though

Nymble and Lokix are not my favourite regional bugs but I guess I just prefer cuter bug friends

Squawkabilly are interesting. When they were snuck into one of the trailers I hoped they’d evolve into a proper Elvis-like bird so I could name one Kass but nope it’s just got different colours which I guess is kinda cool?

Lechonk,,, what did they do to my boy,,,

We don’t need anymore spider Pokémon - sincerely, an arachnophobe

I’m sorry but what the hell is going on with Pawmi. It just stands up and gets taller as it evolves with barely any design changes??? Like come on what’s the point on having it evolve three times if it’s barely going to change.

Smoliv on the other hand was done justice. Dollive is SUPER cute and it’s final unnamed evo is fine but it’s kinda hard to tell what’s going on. If I wasn’t choosing Sprigatito I’d have one on my team

Haha they put Minecraft in Pokémon and it’s really fucking uncanny how much Naclistack looks like a Minecraft pig

DACHSBUN MY BELOVED!!! SHES SO CUTE I WANT I WANT I WANT!!! Maschiff and Mabosschiff are fine ig and Houndstone is also fine but goddamn that is one big ass chin, could be a lot cuter. Also why the hell do we have so many dogs (not complaining)

Flittle and Espartha look like Lady Gaga and I can’t decide if I like them or not . The colours are just weird

WE DID IT LADS!! WE HAVE A DOLPHIN POKÉMON!!! I won’t talk too much about Finizen’s evo because I can’t tell what it actually is but Finizen is 🥺

Gimmighoul is a Neil Cicirega lookin ass or something straight out of Invader Zim, same with it’s weird evo

So glad everyone was right in thinking the engine on Team Star’s big car was a Pokémon and honestly I think it’s design is really cool! We haven’t had a mechanical Pokémon like this since KlingKlang and it’s a big step up

Tadbulb 🥺 the name itself makes me love it. I’m really considering Bellibolt for my team and naming it Jello

Cetoddle is just a silly little friend d’aww (I still don’t really care for it’s evo though)

Tinkatink, Tinkatuff and Tinkaton literally look like those AI generated Fakemon but they’re kinda cute, especially Tinkaton with its big ass hammer?? Definitely considering for my team

Dondozo looks like a Water Temple boss from a Zelda game

We also finally get a dung beetle Pokémon and it evolves into a godlike scarab beetle which is just *chefs kiss*

That’s literally a bush?? What fucking designer at Gamefreak said “oh yeah let’s make a Grass/Ghost type and make it a literally patch of brambles. Call it Bramblin.”

“We finally get a Grass/Fire type” 😄

“It’s Scovillain” 🫤

THATS LITERALLY JUST A LAWN FLAMINGO???? COME ON GAMEFREAK I WANTED A COOL FLAMINGO FLAMENCO DANCER FOR THIS REGION

I have no clue what Glimmet and it’s evo are meant to be but cool colours

I will hold Charcadet gently in my hands for he is my son

I remember someone saying that they thought the mouse Pokémon snuck into the trailer were placeholders for a model that wasn’t complete yet but nope. It’s just a cluster of mice. They’re still kinda cute though

Shroodle??? SHROODLE??????? WHAT IS HE???? A SCRUNKLE??????

Why is Wugtrio pink? Dudes looking even more phallic than he already did

Everyone gangsta until the Tentacool starts walking. Toedscool and Toedscruel are low-key kinda cool tho

Orthworm is a big ass fucking worm and I can respect that

I’m assuming that Bombirdier is one of those baby delivering cranes but instead of delivering babies it drops bombs??? That’s kinda cool. It’s like that one white angry bird

What even is Veluza I don’t even know

Sushi Pokémon?? Aw hell yeah (I don’t like sushi)

I’m gonna assume that the Arbolovia line is our psuedo line and yeah I can vibe with that. Ice/Dragon is a sick type combo and Baxcalibur looks awesome. Another consideration for my team

I’m also going to assume that Anihilape is some sort of Primeape evo? Or alternate evo? He looks feral and I love it

I want to hold Clodsire like a burger 😭

They finally did it. They gave Dunsparce an evolution. And it fucking sucks

Bisharp is honestly one of the coolest gen 5 Pokémon and I’m so happy it gets a new evolution!! Dude looks badass

I’ll stop there since the rest of the Pokemon either have already been revealed, are alternate forms or unnamed and besides I’ve been through loads already so I can’t be bothered

Overall opinion: yeah this Gen isn’t great. I wasn’t wowed by all the designs like how I was when SWSH came out. My favourites are Meowscarada, Quaquaval, Dachsbun, Dolliv and Baxcalibur and that’s pretty much it for the new Pokémon shown in the leaks. Gamefreak missed out on a lot of cool design opportunities and instead chose the lazier route (and I’m usually not one of those Pokémon fans that scream at Gamefreak for cutting corners but I will admit it’s kinda shit)

Well done if you read this far lmao

#pokemon #pokemon scarlet #pokemon violet #pokemon scarlet and violet #pokemon leaks #pokemon scarlet and violet leaks #pokemon scarlet and violet spoilers #spoilers #pokemon spoilers

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