#klink line

[shiny-poke-edits]

the klink line

#shiny #edits #klink #shiny klink #klang #shiny klang #klinklang #shiny klinklang #shiny edits #pokemon #shiny pokemon #pokemon edits #shiny pokemon edits #klink line #shiny klink line #klink line edits #shiny klink line edits

[pcktknife]

ok tell me some basic gen 5 facts

victini was designed with the intention of appealing to female players

#also those bunny apple snack thingies #i only had this one on my mind because i was thinking about it the other day but i can have facts sometimes 🔗💥🔗 #<- thats supposed to be the guy breaking his chains image #asks #vgpony-mk2 #also no matter how you turn the klink lines body it always appears to have a face. i learned this one today ! #frillish wasnt supposed to be a ghost type (love to share that one) #cofagrigus and runerigus share...idk base stats except for attack and somthing else those two are inverted ?? something like that #i dont pay attention to stat details so i dont remember that one as well #also they EAT PEOPLE*. thats just a dex entry but i like to share that tidbit. *theyre said to encase people so its probably not really #eating but like... ur most like not surviving so you might as well say they eat ppl #sorry another cofagrigus one. theyre bipedal and quadrapedal. idk if theres a word that means u do both but they do both.

[ghosthorse-tracks]

couldn’t believe what I was hearing when I first watched this episode

but it is real, and it is beautiful 💖

#hogan's heroes #colonel hogan #colonel klink #klogan #gifset #s3e23: duel of honor #i did leave out the next line #in which hogan jokes that they should meet up in the middle of the ocean #but i think it’s so cute like this 🥰

[incorrect-stalag-13]

Burkhalter: Everything changes, Klink.

Klink: Even you, General?

Burkhalter: No.

Burkhalter: I will always be pissed off.

#source: poorly drawn lines #hogan's heroes #wilhelm klink #colonel klink #general burkhalter #albert burkhalter

[tngmpersonal]

I think the Frillish and Jellicent line is probably my least favorite Generation V line mainly because of how last minute the Ghost typing and Pokédex Entries are that clash with the regal looking jellyfish design.

Now I want to see (either fanmade or official) regional variant or evolution change that either drops the Ghost typing and plays up the royal aspect of the Frillish line, or drops it and fully commits to the spooky ghost jellyfish aspect.

#Would love to see these guys and gals connected to the Abyssal Ruins in a hypothetical Legends: Kyurem #pokemon #Frillish #Jellicent #No wait the Klink line is still my least favorite #That lack of expression on their faces #But Frillish is a close second

[notwerewolf]

i love you klink/klang/klingklang line. i love you object mon. i LOVE YOU object mon

#klinklang #klang #klink #i love them a lot #metraposting

[pokemonshelterstories]

So, the Klink line, did they exist before we had gears or did they start existing after we invented them?

evidence of the klink line indicates that it's a very recent pokemon! gears were invented thousands of years ago, but the only indications of klink existing in our records are from a little over a century ago. professor juniper of unova actually published a paper on this a few years ago outlining what time period the first evidence of klink dates from. with the records we have, it's unlikely the klink line predates the human invention of the gear!

#charlietalks #pkmn irl #pokemon irl #pokemon behavior #klink

[pokemonheritageposts]

Nearly all gen 5 Pokémon are parallels to gen 1 Pokémon. So many of them fulfill the same “roles” as gen 1 Pokémon do, like how the klink line is just “same Pokémon but more as it evolves” (magnemite), and Trubbish is “waste Pokémon that just gets bigger” (grimer)

tbh i wish regional variants were introduced in gen 5. While a lot of my favourite Pokemon were introduced that gen I think there's a lot more misses than usual because of the oversized dex count, and a lot of my personal least favourites seem an awful lot like they're standing in for a now-excluded gen 1 pokemon. I think it would've been better if stuff like Timburr, Klink, and Woobat were Machop, Magnemite, and Zubat variants. Maybe that's just me idk

[belabeya]

Klance angst (klangst)

Trigger warning:

Suicide, depression, murder, knife.

(L) =Lance

(K)= Keith

(L)

"Lance" Shiro called cautiously. "she didn't make it" Shiro's voice was grave. Lance's usually joyful face had fallen, a look in his eyes appeared as if his soul had shattered, and tears threatened to spill from his eyes as he looked towards the floor.

"She can't be gone, it's Allura, she always pulls through," Lance spluttered. It was soft and unsure, like he was trying to convince himself of a fake reality. The threatening tears began to water over the edge, cascading down his face and falling off his jaw. His head, still turned towards the floor, covered his anguish and ever growing gallery of emotions. However, nothing could hide just how much this had hurt Lance. "Why didn't they save her?" Lance's voice was filling with pained anger."It couldn't have been that bad, " he spat, fists clenched.

"Look, Lance, we all are grieving Allura, but she was violently stabbed, you. Can't just recover from that" Shiro attempted to calm Lance down, get him thinking rationally.

"I'll find them..." Shiro's eyebrows furrowed at what Lance had said " I will find who did this, and they WILL pay the price" Lance turned on his heel and walked with haste back towards his room. Shiro parted with Lance, hoping to perhaps find a better time to check in with him.

(K)

"oh fuuck" Keith had locked himself in his room, he was spiralling dangerously. "Fuck, fuck, shit, fuck, what the hell have I done" he though to himself, Pacing from one side of the room to the other. The bathroom door was open, the mirror facing him. He stopped to look at himself once, twice, then he looked at the basin. One time, two times, but it was still there, every single time. Legs getting tired of all the pacing. He decided to flop down on his bed and hyperventilate there instead.

"Keith?" Pidge's voice rung through the locked door. "Can I come in?" Keith panicked.

"Uh, look, I, I just need some time, okay?" his eyes darted around the room, finally landing back on the one thing he dreaded.

On the handbasin, teetering on the edge, was a silver knife, blood seaping into the damp lining of water around the sink.

(K)

Pidge's steps became quiet as she walked away from the door, giving Keith some space like he asked. After about 10 more minutes of overthinking, procrastinating and a plethora of curses. He calmed.

"No one knows who did it yet, so how would they find out, I have the knife still, and I didn't physically touch her... I mean...? did I?"

His stomach growled. " uugh, I need some food, I guess this can wait for five minutes."

(L)

Lance was on the fence, depression creeping up on one side, and an intense anger mirroring depression's steps on the other. He wanted to find who did this, he Needed to give them a taste of their own medicine, but shiro? He wouldn't allow that.

"Uugh" he groaned and tilted his head against the wall, his hollowed eyes and tear stained face looking blankly at the ceiling. "What the!?" He sat up abruptly as the sound of metal falling echoed from the other side of the wall.

"Fuck" Lance heard someone mutter from behind the same wall.

"That was Keith’s room, right? Should I check on him? Is he okay?" Lance decided to head over there. He knocked on the door and heard some scrabling but let himself in. There was no way someone else was getting hurt. "Keith, are you okay?" He asked, entering the room slowly and turning towards the bathroom. He saw Keith turn quickly, a flustered and panicked look appearing upon his face.

"Uh- ye- yeah! Yeah... I'm fine" Keith had a panicked expression plastered across his features. Lance stepped closer.

"Are you sure-?" Keith backed away from Lance frantically and further into the hand-basin *klink* both eyes widened as their eyes fell upon the knife now on the floor, the knife that had slipped from Keith's grasp as he begun to clean it, the knife that he-

"I-"

"You killed her?!" Lance half-yelled, inching backwards. Keith bent down to pick up the fallen knife.

"Look, lance, don't tell anyone, I don't want to hurt you," his voice cracked. He rose from the floor, tears on the cusp of exposure, and began stepping forward.

"You're crazy!" Lance claimed, backing away faster than before, his confliction preventing him from fleeing the scene.

"Oh Lance," he said, flinging his arms out into a hug around Lance, the shock stopping Lance from flinging Keith off of him.

Lance's eyes widened as the knife plunged into his back, and tears sprung to his eyes. As Lance went limp, Keith followed him to the floor, propping him against the bed next to them. Kneeling beside Lance, his grief, his guilt, it over whelmed him, and bringing the knife up to himself, he whispered his last words...

"I'm sorry, my love..."

@klance-headcanons-official @jvlz-the-unicorn @idoweirdcrap

#klance fic #klangst #klance pants #keith kogane #lance mcclain #voltron #vld #vld keith #vld klance #angst #suicide #fan fiction

[deusvervewrites]

Heroes and Pokemon: You said in a past post that Hatsume made a Klink. But I have a better idea:a Tinkatink. They are both pink and a MENACE to other: Tinkastuff bullies Pawniard for metal and Tinkaton throws rocks at Corviknight for FUN, and the whole line tend to be heavy handed when it come to "acquiring" metal for their hammer.

It has been suggested, and it's a good one

#asks #heroes and pokemon au

[adobe-outdesign]

Any headcanons for the Klink line? ⚙

A Klink is comprised of two minigears. One gear will change significantly while evolving, while the other will remain the same. It's unclear what determines which gear does what.

The line is frequently used to help power machinery. They do not tire easily.

They get their energy by spinning, and supplement this by feeding on soil that contains iron. Trainers can replicate this by giving their Klink vitamin supplements.

The two main gears have separate minds, even after evolving.

The line does not need bathed, but polishing them helps keep them running smoothly. They also occasionally need oiled, or else they stop being able to move as efficiently.

Lifespan is unknown.

Klink are used as a symbol for love in some regions, due to the fact that two minigears will mesh only with each other and not with other minigears.

#klink #klang #klinklang #pokemon #pokemon headcanons #outdesign has headcanons

[patriamrealm]

I don't know if anyone's brought up a Klink line aspect before. Torn between wanting it to look like your becoming a cyborg or looking like your becoming clockwork. (Or you get giant floating gears around you, making you look like a mechanical biblically accurate angel. Be not afraid.)

Oh yea and the fun thing is all those potential aspects could happen depending on the person, they could even be mixed! There are so many options!

#pokemon!aspects #ask box

[the-demons-within]

Klance angst week: Monday

Trigger warning: death, knives, suicide, depression

(L)

"Lance," Shiro called cautiously. "she didn't make it." Shiro's voice was grave. Lance's usually joyful face had fallen. A look in his eyes appeared as if his soul had shattered, and tears threatened to spill from his eyes as he looked towards the floor.

"She can't be gone, it's Allura. She always pulls through," Lance spluttered. It was soft and unsure, like he was trying to convince himself of a fake reality. The threatening tears began to water over the edge, cascading down his face and falling off his jaw. His head, still turned towards the floor, covered his anguish and ever growing gallery of emotions. However, nothing could hide just how much this had hurt Lance. "Why didn't they save her?" Lance's voice was filling with pained anger."It couldn't have been that bad, " he spat, fists clenched.

"Look, Lance, we all are grieving Allura, but she was violently stabbed, you. Can't just recover from that. " Shiro attempted to calm Lance down, get him thinking rationally.

"I'll find them..." Shiro's eyebrows furrowed at what Lance had said." I will find who did this, and they WILL pay the price. " Lance turned on his heel and walked with haste back towards his room. Shiro parted with Lance, hoping to perhaps find a better time to check in with him.

(K)

"Oh fuuck," Keith had locked himself in his room. He was spiralling dangerously. "Fuck, fuck, shit, fuck, what the hell have I done" he though to himself, Pacing from one side of the room to the other. The bathroom door was open, the mirror facing him. He stopped to look at himself once, twice, then he looked at the basin. One time, two times, but it was still there, every single time. Legs getting tired of all the pacing. He decided to flop down on his bed and hyperventilate there instead.

"Keith?" Pidge's voice rung through the locked door. "Can I come in?" Keith panicked.

"Uh, look, I, I just need some time, okay?" his eyes darted around the room finally landing back on the one thing he dreaded.

On the handbasin, teetering on the edge, was a silver knife, blood seaping into the damp lining of water around the sink.

(K)

Pidge's steps became quiet as she walked away from the door, giving Keith some space like he asked. After about 10 more minutes of overthinking, procrastinating and a plethora of curses. He calmed.

"No one knows who did it yet, so how would they find out, I have the knife still, and I didn't physically touch her... I mean...? did I?"

His stomach growled. " uugh, I need some food, I guess this can wait for five minutes."

(L)

Lance was on the fence, depression creeping up on one side, and an intense anger mirroring depression's steps on the other. He wanted to find who did this, he Needed to give them a taste of their own medicine, but shiro? He wouldn't allow that.

"Uugh" he groaned and tilted his head against the wall, his hollowed eyes and tear stained face looking blankly at the ceiling. "What the!?" He sat up abruptly as the sound of metal falling echoed from the other side of the wall.

"Fuck" Lance heard someone mutter from behind the same wall.

"That was Keith’s room, right? Should I check on him? Is he okay?" Lance decided to head over there. He knocked on the door and heard some scrabling but let himself in, there was no way someone else was getting hurt. "Keith, are you okay?" He asked, entering the room slowly and turning towards the bathroom. He saw Keith turn quickly, a flustered and panicked look appearing upon his face.

"Uh- ye- yeah! Yeah... I'm fine" Keith had a panicked expression plastered across his features. Lance stepped closer.

"Are you sure-?" Keith backed away from Lance frantically and further into the hand-basin *klink* both eyes widened as their eyes fell upon the knife now on the floor, the knife that had slipped from Keith's grasp as he begun to clean it, the knife that he-

"I-"

"You killed her!" Lance half-yelled, inching backwards. Keith bent down to pick up the fallen knife.

"Look lance, don't tell anyone, I don't want to hurt you" his voice cracked. He rose from the floor, tears on the cusp of exposure, and began stepping forwards.

"Your crazy!" Lance claimed, backing away faster than before, his confliction preventing him from fleeing the scene.

"Oh Lance," he said, flinging his arms out into a hug around Lance, the shock stopping Lance from flinging Keith off if him.

Lance's eyes widened as the knife plunged into his back and tears sprung to his eyes. As Lance went limp, Keith followed him to the floor, propping him against the bed next to them. Kneeling beside Lance, his grief, his guilt, it over whelmed him, and bringing the knife up to himself, he whispered his last words...

"I'm sorry, my love..."

#klangst #klance #vld #keith kogane #lance mcclain

[deepspace-nasty]

lich gale is sososo sexy, i think more people should talk about him

skeletal hand tracing your back and shoulder blades, whispy hair floating around his face like smoke. voice rougher than usual, and markings from the netherese orb have clawed deeper into his skin. instead of a warm olive undertone gracing his skin, a bruising blue purple sits under it. one eye turned indigo as a proud achievement of lichdom, both eyes lidded and trained only on you. a small smirk, revealing sharper canines, beard and mustache curling around his cheeks and upper lip like a cage, keeping those canines in line.

his shuddering breathing as he smells the weave on you, almost getting drunk on the electric hot smell alone. gripping your hips, bone on skin, as he stuffs his face into your collar bone, finding the source of the weave - a necklace, enchanted by a small town sorcerer (something he could do in his sleep, he notes, ever cataloguing). catching the pendant in his teeth, and pulling, chain klinking against the movement. he inhales, and the magic arcs, wafting and snapping into his mouth and nose. he moans, eyes rolling, magic coursing though his system as he feels it empower him.

the lich kneeling between your legs, pillow under his own. your foot is in his lap, as his hands rub your calf muscles and dip lower to your ankles - all covered by smooth leather, enchanted and thick. he lifts and bends your leg to meet his mouth, unhinging his jaw. he lolls out his tongue and licks, long fat stripes along the toe of the boot. his skeletal digits skirt along the dark leather heel, and he places the toe of the boot into his mouth. tongue flat against the sole of the new boot, he closes his jaw. he sucks the magic from the shoe lewdly, and if you weren't watching him, you wouldve thought he was sucking a cock as quietly as he could.

he leans back, magic in his blood, pulsing through the orb, and sighs oh so happily. he levels you with a stare and runs his tongue along the top row of his teeth. "i wonder if there is any other magic you have parading in front of me." he leans into you, and you smell ozone, a sea breeze, the smell of a storm coming - his faint breath from his un-death skirts along your neck and ear, cold. "shall i check, my love?"

#gale #gale of waterdeep #gale dekarios #original writing #lich!gale #yeah im gonna put this in the main gale tags. sorry #suggestive #boot k1nk #boot kink #sorry . not sorry. i need him in ways that concern my health #inspired by art by fuzzykrogan on twt (boot licking) #apperance inspired by oogalaboogalabich on tumblr (their corrupted gale is 🤤🤤🤤) #< also inspired by ea gale. i love him and his fucked up stone hand from the orb. god

[lily-orchard]

Porygon Z Fusions

Charmander Line

Metalgreymon Digivolve to ?̶̨̡̧̡̢̞̮̯̞̖̤̺̖̻̺̥̮̝͙͎̗͇̭̻̪̲̖͚͍̱̄̓̓̆́͗̌͋͊͗͌͒͐̓̓͂͆̈́͐͆͂̌͋̿͋́̐͘͘?̴̏͋̆̅͜>̷̨̝̼͎̳̼̖̝͉̓͒̓͋̾̀̈!̶̧̠͓͇̪͚̱͙̳̳͙̪̝͓̘͔̺̣̠̺͍͔͙͔̜̒͋̐̔̇͆̅̓̒̀̆͂͘@̶̯̞̭̭̑͌͑̈́̅̀͒͐̃͊̀̂́̑͘̕̕̚͠#̸͉͙͕͓͔̝̏̈́́̄̽̉͛̽̓͐̿̿́̆̋̔̅͝ͅ%̷̡̢̡̢͙̖̻̙̫͈̖̣͕̜͖̭̳͉̺̟̫̮͈̣̺͂́̚͜ͅ^̸̨̗̼͈̫̱̹̱͉̭̠̤̥̬̯̫͚̯̘̖͕͂̓̄͋̏̆̍̀̈́̊͋͋͗̚ͅ@̴̧̣̠͑̐̒̀̈́̇͆͂̈́͆̆̄͋͌̔̚͠͝#̶͕̜̫̰͙͚̆̃̃̍!̸̬͖̼̬̙̤͈̻͓̩͗͊̊̀͑͋̊͐̋̆͆̀͋̍̆̇͗̍́͐͘̚͜͝ͅ

Chansey, Mr Mime and Azumaril

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Pikachu, Blissey and Galvantula

U̶H̵ ̶O̵H̷!̶ ̷U̸H̵ ̸O̶H̴!̷ ̵U̶H̵ ̵O̶H̵!̵

Kabutops, Klink and Keckleon

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Banette

Dr Harris... w̴h̷e̶n̸ ̵a̸r̷e̶ ̷y̶o̸u̶ ̸g̴o̵i̴n̷g̶ ̵t̸o̸ ̷l̸e̷t̵ ̸m̷e̴ ̴o̶u̴t̵ ̷o̶f̸ ̴t̴h̸i̶s̵ ̶b̵o̵x̴?

Unown

eRRoR. eRROR. It'S all YoUR faulT

Vaporeon

D̶̳̚i̵͇͠d̸͚̓ ̷̳͒ý̸ͅo̶̡͆u̶̯̎ ̴̼͝k̷̬̂n̶̼͛o̸̞͗w̵̡͗?̷̝̀ ̴͕̈́D̴͇͛ì̸̧d̸̜͗ ̷̭͝ỹ̴̤ö̷̰ü̸̟ ̴̠̚k̶͖̿n̸̡̎ó̸͜w̴̹͝?̶͕͆ ̶̮̈D̷̼̍i̷̠̐d̷̩̔ ̸̤̇y̵̖̅o̸̍ͅŭ̴͔ ̸̹̈́k̷̥͋n̸͎͐o̴͉͂w̸͎̋?̵̧͂ ̵̤̃D̵̪̀i̴̻̚d̴̳͛ ̸͇̈ÿ̶̟́ò̷̖ú̷̝ ̵̬̀k̶̘̀n̶̳͛ô̷ͅw̴͓̓?̴̦̍ ̴̥̔Ḋ̴̤ḭ̷͘d̸̙̓ ̶̞̈́ÿ̸͙́ö̸̱û̷͓ ̶̮̾ǩ̶͜n̷̛̩o̴̯̐ẃ̸̝?̴͚̀ ̸̣͘Ḏ̷͗ï̵̯d̷̬͝ ̶͍̚y̶̟͝o̷̧͐ȗ̵͜ ̷͎̕k̴̯̽n̷͍̿o̴̐͜ŵ̶̗?̴̧̍ ̷̟̄D̴̺́ì̷̱d̸͖̏ ̷̣̓ẏ̸̻ó̷̞u̸͍̔ ̵̪͑ḱ̷̻n̵͚̋ô̷̩ẁ̸͙?̶͖̂ ̷̈́͜D̷̼̀ỉ̶̲d̵͚̉ ̸͉̓y̸̻̅o̷̱̔ü̷͉ ̶̗͑k̸͚̒ń̶̢o̵͕̾ẃ̴͖?̶̖̃ ̵̡̉D̸͙̋í̷̩d̴̝̿ ̶̦̅ỵ̵̉ō̵͎u̷̮̚ ̷̨̋k̵̳͋n̵̙̊o̸͔̒ẃ̴̫?̷͠ͅ ̴͚̍D̸̟̅ì̴̦d̴̰̚ ̶̢͐y̴͔̾o̸͎̅u̷̫̽ ̸͓̅k̸͉̕n̴̦̄ǫ̷͋w̴̧̃?̵̮͝ ̶̗͂D̸͔̂į̴͑d̷̜͛ ̸̲̏ý̶͖o̵̡̅u̸̲͂ ̵̢͘k̵̩̾n̴̹̋ò̵̦ẁ̴̝?̸̫̍ ̴̲̕D̸̢̿i̸̻͗d̸̻͘ ̴̪̽ỹ̸̘ò̶̗ȕ̷̲ ̷͔̽k̷̻͝ǹ̴̦ő̸͚w̷̡͋?̸͔̋ ̷̨͒

Gardevoir

I am 100 meters from your location and approaching rapidly.

S̴̤̈t̸̲̋a̸͖͒r̴̛̬ț̶͑ ̵̡͒r̶͈̽u̵̹͝n̴͉̎n̴͎̑i̷̲̎n̶̪̆g̸͎̔.̸͔̿

Wailord

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You must be assimilated into the market.

[boxchewr]

OH YEAH before i forget for the third day in a row. concept of a design (may not be final) for my villain team leader AU Emmet (henceforth affectionately referred to as team gearmmet or just gearmmet) mainly inspired by train robbers but still remaining recognizably emmet

more info under the cut

an Emmet who tried to move on from the disappearance of his twin brother, but is ultimately unable to handle the loss. he tries desperately to get past the idea that ingo is gone, the one person that's always there… not being there anymore. he'll likely never return, and there's no explanation as to why. after years of trying, forcing himself to keep the gear station open, it starts to get to him. he can't stand anyone else wearing ingo's old cloak and working alongside him so he does it all himself. everyone else has moved on, forgetting ingo was ever there to begin with. but it's almost worse when he's reminded of it, as usually he can go numb for the day, but being asked "where's Ingo?" can yank him right back out of it.

eventually. he just snaps. he figures nothing will ever truly get any better. years of things just getting worse. working himself near to death some days. everyone expecting him to move on. nobody except his closest friends giving him the time he needs and even then, sometimes it's clear even they hope he can get over it soon. the rest of the world has, why can't he? he has such an important role to do, after all, running not only one of the most important public services in the region but also hosting one of unova's few battle facilities. he needs to get past it already. he can't stay in the past...

but he can't. it's not working. it's just getting worse. no matter what he tries, it keeps getting worse.

so he snaps. he gives up trying to keep himself together and run the subway. after pulling the fire alarm to evacuate everyone and releasing all of his and ingo's pokemon into the subway, he then destroys as much as possible before taking them and escaping to anville town (with some depot agents following suit), and after kicking everyone out of anville town, he seals up the tunnel leading to it, deciding enough is enough. he is going to do WHATEVER it takes to find out what happened to ingo. nothing will ever get better unless he's back. whether or not it takes destruction, theft, even abduction or more... he WILL find him. at ALL costs. and he will do anything possible to bring him back, even if it requires crossing space, time, and even dimensions...

he planned on doing it alone but ended up forming a villain team with some of the depot agents that followed him to anville town. he's regarded as distant and quiet by the grunts, a far cry from his old smiley self. most grunts use the klink line and other steel and electric types, and emmet's team consists of a mix of his pokemon (archeops, galvantula, and crustle) and ingo's old pokemon (haxorus, chandelure, and klinklang). he also has some admins but i'm unsure still which depot agents get to be admins (and get given unique designs By me)

also colress will be involved. it's me. of course he is. also part of a pokemon nextgen idea i had but i'm sure more ppl care abt emmet HJFKGLDFJK

#my art #my doodles #pokemon #pokemon b2w2 #pokemon bw #submas #submas au #emmet #angst #team gearmmet au #that is my tag for it now Oh god i have to find my old one or two posts on this idea now as well #idk how much i'll post of this concept but if people want to see it. i shall do my best SMILE