#one drection writing

[psicostyles]

The one where I get to know you

This might be a sequel since I don’t have a script or ideas to continue yet, but who knows?? This is a draft I found lost on my phone and tumblr and kinda liked the way I used to think when younger. Let me know what you think anyways

**

It’s not like I hated him.

We just don’t get along. I met Harry - the guy I don’t hate - a few months ago. 

We were at a pool party of a friend we have in common. They though we would like each other right ahead since we have “similar taste” according to them. Alright.

We started to chat about nothing in the corner of the pool and I felt a little bored, to be honest. He is a nice guy, don’t get me wrong. But not for me. We haven’t spoken since that. And well, I’m still good this way, thank you. 

But let me tell you what happened. The same friend who threw that party is now hosting a baby shower because guess what? She’s pregnant. Well, that was kinda obvious I guess. 

Back to the point. 

I’m here talking to myself in the same spot we chat the last time we saw each other, about a story who I rather forgot because I got nothing better to do…

 "Hey," 

I look up, seeing a tall man holding two drinks.

"Oh, hey" I answered back.

 "I don’t know if you remember me…“ he said reluctantly "I’m Ha…”

 "Harry," I said interrupting him “yes, I remember you" 

 He smiles nodding at me, sitting by my side afterwards.

 "Here, I brought you a beer” I murmur a silent thank you, and drink my beverage.

 He still sits there, moving his leg inside the water with his beer in his hand looking from one side to another. And I stare at him.

I’m about to say something when Kendra - my pregnant friend - walks from God knows where with her husband by her side holding hands with a massive smile on their faces. They are in the middle of the yard with a massive box in front of them.

 "Thank you so much for being here today" she started “it’s a very special day for us, not only because it’s our baby’s shower…but because we are about to found out our baby gender” everyone starts to clap exited.

Even though this gender things it’s super cliche and way too inappropriate, even for a unborn baby, it’s their day! Not mine. So I clap along, because either way I’m also happy. And I don’t need to be a brat about it. I can have a conversation with them in a near future about this whole thing, can’t I?

 "Let’s do this," said Alex, the husband. 

 3,2,1…  

The box was opened and pink balloons were floating in the air. Classic.

Oops, I mean, yay.

Everyone started to clapping and cheering, and so do I.

 I get up and go hug them - trying not to soke them with my wet legs, and congratulate my friend. Then she started to speaking again. 

 "Enjoying the situation, Alex and I wants to request something from my friends over here. Can you come here, Harry?“ 

 Harry got up from the ground - also a little wet, and came to where we were.

 "Well… Y/N, you know, we’ve been friends for awhile now” Said Kendra “and you’ve been with me through my ups and downs, you are really important to me" 

 "And Harry,” she said facing him “Although we know you not so long, you became our best friend, our personal jokester and our precious baker" 

 Harry chuckled. 

 "All this speech is for actually ask you both if…” we four stared at each other.  ”…you want to become our baby girl’s godparents," they said together. 

Harry cheered exited hugging they both screaming yes, yes!!

 I stayed frozen. Too shocked to say anything. 

Meeting my failed date and being invited to become the grandparent to a child in the same day? Might be too much to handle.

Who I’m trying to deny? It’s too damn excited. 

 The three of them - after their hugging section - stared at me waiting for an answer. 

 "What do you say Y/N??“ Said Alex. 

 "Yes” I finally answered “I will be her godmother”

 ***

Like I said, Harry and I don’t get along.

We’ve been seeing each other lately on behalf of our goddaughter Nina - she’s the cutest little thing I must say.

We had a dinner at Kendra’s place the other night, with a delicious meal and a fantastic glass of wine. I might have had two or three glasses.

Nina is eight months now and I have to admit she’s too smart for age, she skipped the ‘crawling processes’ and went straight to walking. The result was me and Harry chasing her the whole night. Not that I mind, it’s nice to spend some time with him, but after five minutes you get tired and want to get rid of him. At some point, Nina got tired of walking and decided to watch Peppa Pig while she’s was peacefully laid down in her crib.

The adults kept chatting about adult stuff, Harry was sat in front of me and every now and then I feel his glare on me and when I stare back he pretends he wasn’t looking. Nina was already asleep when we decided to leave but, I don’t have a car so, add this to a credit card with no credit you will find a woman who can’t order an Uber. So now, Harry is now taking me home. Might be the excess of wine in my veins talking but in this second I wasn’t so bothered to be in this same space as him for the first time.

The traffic got us stuck in the middle of the avenue at 11pm. He had turned the radio on with music I’ve never head, but I was tipsy that I don’t really know what I was listening to. Both of us didn’t say a word since we got in the car. While he was facing the road I could watch him better, even though was dark you could notice how sharped his jaw is. Or how his hair is getting curly, or-

‘‘Are you staring at me?’‘ I face the road again without saying a word. ‘‘So...’‘ Harry says trying to break the silence ‘‘Are you free next Friday?’‘

I chuckle 

‘‘Are you seriously asking me out?’‘ he looks at me confused 

‘’Is that a problem?” he stares the road. I look to him surprised.

‘‘Not at all, it’s just...awkward” I said “We just started to speak again because of Nina you know... If wasn’t for that I bet you wouldn’t even remember me”. 

He is the one who chuckles now. He starts to drive again and decided that silence was the best option after all. Half an hour later he parks the car in front of my house when I’m almost leaving he stops me saying:

“You know, even if it wasn’t for Nina or Kendra or whatever, I would still try to talk to you. And I respect your decision, it’s okay if you don’t want to hang out’‘ we both smile. I got off the car and he calls me again ‘‘But if you change your mind...” I roll my eyes.

‘‘Good night Styles” he smiles turning on the car and leaving.

****

Kenda asked me if I could spend the night with Nina since her and Alex wanted to spend some time together, I said yes, of course. So after work at a Friday night I’m at their place. They left around 7pm or so and since they I’m playing the babysitter with the happiest baby in the world. Nina is a very - very - excited child. She never stops. Never.

Now it’s around 8pm and I’m already tired. The thing is she loves climbing their’s stairs, from the bottom to the top, and once she get’s where she wants to start over again, and again, and again. Remember I said she learned how to walk very fast? Yeah, maybe she should have waited.

I’m in the middle of the stairs with Nina giggling when the doorbell rings. I take her with me with a pouty face, getting surprised when I answer the door

‘‘Harry?” 

‘‘Nina!” he says ignoring me. Nina straightway leave the comfort of my embrace so she could have his “How you doing my love? Are you good?” 

“Harry?” I try again. He looks at me “May I help you?” 

He enters while I close the door. I follow him ‘til the living room where he puts Nina into her crib. He turns around and faces me with his hands inside of his jacket.

‘‘Alex called me told to come over so I could help you out’‘

‘‘Well,” I said “I appreciate but they didn’t warned me of anything”  

“It was sudden” he said “Are we hungry?”

“We already ate, but thanks”

He shrugged and face Nina again.

“Who missed the nestes grandfather in the word hmm?” Nina giggles. Cheater “I heard you wanna play some more, yeah? Let’s go then”

She grabs her again and says she’s taking her upstairs to the playroom. Now I “can take some rest” according to him. Yeah, okay. Suddenly I don’t feel so tired anymore. I clean the mess we made earlier and hear the giggles from upstairs. I climb the stairs carefully and move to Nina’s room. Her door is almost closed so I give a little peek inside the room and caught Nina playing with muppets laughing with everything Harry - well the mullet Harry was playing, a frog I belive.

“Why don’t you come from behind the door and come play with us, Aunt Y/N” said Harry, the frog with a strange but yeah, actually funny voice.

And so I did. At every terrible imitation of animal he did Nina giggle like it was the funniest thing in the world, as she understood everything we said. I was playing a very badly sheep but she didn’t mind at all. A few hours later she felt asleep right when Alex and Kendra got home.

“We don’t know how to thank you guys” they said.

“Tell me he is coming next time” I thought but I kept myself quiet.

So yeah, here we are again like the last time. I did not have a drive so Harry, the saviour offered to take me home so I accepted. The silence it’s not the uncomfortable as before, most of the time we talked about Nina and how special she is. From one second to another we where at my place. Before I could get out of the car he said

“Remember last time? I asked you out and you rejected me like...Well, you rejected me” he said uma playful tone.

I got out of the car and supported myself on the window.

“Oh, well. Maybe if you ask me a second time maybe I can accept”

He smirked.

“Are you free anytime?”

I smiled at him.

“You know what? Who knows maybe at third time you convince me”

We both smiled. He left and I watched him go.

He wasn’t so bad after wall.

#harry imagine #harry styles imagine #harry one shot #harry blurb #harry styles blurb #one direction imagine #one direction blurb #harry styles #harry styles series #harry styles writing #harry writing #one drection writing #psicostyles

[crispin-kreme]

with you ; kim sunoo

gn! reader x kim sunoo

genre: angst and fluff

warnings: grammatical errors and minor mention of death

notes: this was heavily based off one of my friend’s dream that she told me about yuh 💃 so thank you to her bcs her dream was so cool so she actually let me write it. heavily inspired by the song “sunsetz” by cigarettes after sex so listen to it bcs i placed the lyrics in the fic. enjoy!

ps: the spacing is sht so dont mind it🚶‍♀️

sunoo was talking to several tenants in the cabin like apartment. they were all comfortable talking and all. the conversation ventures to telling how their day went to laughing at each others jokes. sunoo felt at peace.

after a while, sunoo went outside to get some fresh air. he looked up at the stars in the night as he inhaled deeply.

“a man so beautiful like you should belong up there with the stars.” someone stated.

sunoo was startled so he looked at the drection where the statement came from. he sees you with a flustered look in his eyes. “oh- i’m sorry.. i didn’t mean to scare you like that.” you say. sunoo smiled “it’s alright.” he answered. “what did you mean by what you said earlier?” sunoo asked suddenly.

you walked closer to his side “i meant you’re beautiful like the stars.” you replied. sunoo blushed at your response “are you from here?” you ask “uhm yeah, and you?” he replied and you nodded at his question. “this place has a lot of nice people.” you said. sunoo agrees with your statement as he nodded.

“i’ll bring you somewhere.” you say cheekily. “eh? where?” sunoo asks. you suddenly grab his hand “where you can see the dawn. come on.” you smile at him as you then led him to your car. sunoo was startled by the sudden action.

as the night started to get old and started to set, you drove faster to the place where you loved. sunoo didn’t talk, he didn’t ask any questions furthermore.

then both of you arrived at the place where you loved.. the beach.

you ushered sunoo to go out with you as you ran to the sand. sunoo saw the sky getting brighter as he approached you. your feet were soaked by the waves of the sea. sunoo removed his shoes and stood beside you and let the cold waves soak his feet.

“it’s beautiful, isn’t it?” you smiled. sunoo smiled back “it is..” he says as you guys both watched the sun rise in awe. “so what’s your name?” sunoo asks “y/n and you?” you replied. “sunoo.” he replies. you nodded and smiled “well, nice to meet you!” you say cheerfully. “nice to meet you too.” he says back.

that’s when sunoo knew that he felt at home with you. he felt at home with someone who he just met.

“we should do this more often.” sunoo suggested. you looked at him “really? you like it here?” you asked. sunoo nodded “as long as i’m with you, i like it.” he casually replied. you smiled at his respond “well... we could do it more often.” you say to him.

your memories flashed through your eyes. memories you had with your mom before she strayed away. “i remembered my mom bringing me here every weekends when i was a child.” you say. sunoo looked at you as he listened “i never really went back here after she died.” you added as you tried to hold back your tears. “i’m sorry..” sunoo says. “no, it’s alright.” you replied as you tried to smile.

“you gave me the courage to actually be here.” you said. tears suddenly escaped your eyes. “its been years since my mom died. i can’t seem to forget her.” you said as you wiped your tears. “i understand. it’s hard to let go of a loved one. but you have to at least let go little by little, hm?” sunoo explains.

you look at sunoo “how?” you ask “well... i don’t know- just let it go... your mother wouldn’t like to see you in pain like this.” sunoo replied “i see.” you said. “i didn’t know if that helped-“ you cut sunoo off “it did.” you say with a smile. sunoo softly smiled back at you.

“let’s go here often then, hm?”

“of course, sunoo.”

from then on, you both visited the beach and did activities that you both enjoyed. sunoo started to catch feelings for you day by day. he never felt at home with a person like you.

the day came when the adrenaline of confessing to you entered his system. you guys visited the beach during the sunset and he plans to confess to you. you were both walking on the shore, the walk was silent. you were a bit bothered why sunoo wasn’t talking so you initiated the conversation.

“what’s up, sunoo? you’re quiet today.” you say to him. “ah... just a lot of things in my mind lately. “tell me about it.” you tell him. “uh no. not talking about my thoughts with you.” sunoo said with a sassy tone. “ugh. why?” you groaned. sunoo just shook his head and not agreeing to talk about it.

“seriously? just tell me-“

“y/n, i like you, okay?! i just fear that you’ll reject me so cut it out and stop bugging me.”

you guys both stopped at your tracks “hold on, you like me?” you ask him. he blushes furiously “yes! weren’t you listening?!” he says in annoyance. “i know you don’t-“ you suddenly cut him off with a kiss on his lips. “i like you too.” you said. sunoo couldn’t help but smile “you do?” he asks and you nodded as a response.

once that happened, sunoo’s memories of the cabin started to fade away. his memories of you started to fade away

“where did we exactly meet?” he suddenly asks “what? what are you saying?” you replied “outside the cabin. we met there.” you added. “cabin?” he asks in confusion. “sunoo, what’s wrong with you?” you ask in panic.

sunoo was in his waking state.

“sunoo?”

“sunoo!”

the voices of you started to fade as his eyes slowly open by the rays of sunlight. he tried to untangle himself from his blankets. once he fully woke up he suddenly sat up.

“so it was just a dream?” he mumbles to himself.

suddenly, he felt loneliness in his heart. you were not real, you were never real.

sunoo felt tears cascading through his cheeks. “oh god..” he burried himself in his palms. “y/n.” he says the non existent name again and again.

‘and when you go away i still see you

the sunlight on your face in my rear view

this always happens to me this way

recurring visions of such sweet days.’

#enhypen imagines #enhypen scenarios #enhypen x reader #kim sunoo #enhypen fluff #enhypen headcanons #enhypen angst

[lesetoilesfous]

Aaaah can I request "I'm not going anywhere without you" or "Hey - stay with me" for Nathaniel/Anders? ;;--;; Thank you!

Of course!!! I love Nanders, thank you so much for the prompt!

(If you’d like me to write you a dragon age fic, send me a prompt from here!)

@dadrunkwriting

Pairing: Anders/Nathaniel Howe

Characters: Anders, Nathaniel Howe

Tags: canon-typical violence and darkspawn shenanigans, someone get these two a room

Rating: Mature

“Anders, you need to run.” Speaking is an effort, what with the mess that has been made of Nathaniel’s chest. He’s lying on the ground, bleeding heavily, feeling his legs and arms grow cold too quickly to be anything other than fatal. 

In front of him, above him, Anders’ hands tighten around his staff, and he moves to stand more directly between Nathaniel and the pair of hurlocks currently encroaching upon them. “I’m not going anywhere without you.” 

Anders’ jaw is tight, and his face and hair are streaked with black darkspawn blood. He’s sporting his own injuries: blood wetly staining the suede-like fabric of his tunic over his thigh, seeping in long lines of red down his leg. 

Nathaniels gives himself a moment to collapse forward into the mud on his elbows, mouth and nose filling with the silt-ridden stink of the Black Marsh as he does so. He shuts his eyes, and listens as Anders’ moves, listens to the dull electric thud of magic crashing into the darkspawn in front of them again and again. Listens to that electricity stuttering, again and again. Anders had hit the end of his mana reserve half an hour ago. Nathaniel has no idea how he’s still casting, but he’s fairly certain it has something to do with what the Warden Commander would call sheer bloody-mindedness.

It won’t be enough.

Ignoring the burning, bruising ache of the cavity opened in his chest, and the tears and sweat and blood falling thick and stinging into his eyes, Nathaniel forces himself to look up again at Anders. “Anders, you’re going to die.”

“Yeah?” Anders is breathless with exertion as he steps forward, stumbling on his injured leg and forcing a swing of his staff, sending a bolt of blue energy at one of the hurlocks which fires wide, incinerating a nearby tree stump. “We’re all going to die Nate. I’m not special.” He laughs, and throws another blast of energy with a low grunt. Ice creeps whispering over a tussock of thick brown marsh reed. “And it’s not often you’ll hear me say that.”

Nathaniel shuts his eyes, feeling the mud sinking around his elbows, seeping between his armour through the fabric of his clothes and into his cold, tingling skin. Tears run thickly down his cheeks as pain rocks through his ruined body. “Anders, I’m dying. Please.” A sob pushes up through Nathaniel’s wounded chest with a blaze of fiery agony, and he chokes, gasping for a moment whilst his thoughts return to him before he continues. “Please don’t make me watch you die, too.”

Anders stops, then, pausing in his frantic hurling of magic against the darkspawn, slender chest heaving. One of his long hands falls to Nathaniel’s shoulder, squeezing it firmly. Nathaniel opens his eyes, and looks up at Anders. With his red golden hair and bright eyes, set against the blackened marsh and grey sky, he looks as if he’s stepped out of the Fade itself. 

Anders’ other hand moves to Nathaniel’s face, fingers curling at the base of his ear as he speaks, looking into Nathaniel’s eyes. “Neither of us is going to die here today, Nate. I promise.” Then Anders’ hand moves to bunch in the hair at the back of Nathaniel’s head, and he presses a quick, firm kiss to his forehead before standing up and catching a charging hurlock with a swinging blow across its midriff. 

“Rest.” Anders calls over his shoulder. “I’ve got this.”

Nathaniel opens his mouth to protest: but at that point the wound across his chest makes itself known in a nauseating blaze of pain, and Anders suspends one of the hurlocks in the air with a column of blue light.

The last thing Nathaniel sees before he passes out is Anders’ face, lit by the glow of his magic, jaw set in furious determination, eyes glittering blue. 

When Nathaniel wakes, later, it’s in the Vigil’s infirmary. He takes a moment to breathe in the familiar scent of starched cotton and soap before opening his eyes carefully against the bright sunlight, blinking as he takes in his surroundings.

Something warm and soft brushes his fingers, and it takes Nathaniel a moment to digest what it is as he turns in its direction, conscious with every breath he takes of the stiff layer of bandages wrapped tightly around his chest. 

The touch resolves itself into a hand, squeezing his, tightly, in the space beside his bed. Nathaniel blinks, and waits for his blurred vision to resolve itself into a figure lying on the bed beside him, curled in his drection. Anders has apparently thrown off his blanket, and his thigh is wrapped in a thick swaddling layer of bandages. His hair is dark and splayed loose across the old grey-white of his pillow. His eyes are gold and cat-like in the morning sun.

He squeezes Nathaniel’s hand again when he meets his eyes, and offers him a slow, crooked smile. “Told you so.”

Nathaniel smiles, feeling relief bubble up through his chest fast and bright as fountain. Weakly, he squeezes back. “I suppose you did.”

#dadwc #alienturnip #nanders #nathaniel howe #anders #da:a #my fic

[oliviaischillin1204]

A Response To My Alleged “Callout”

OK SO

In the past 50 minutes, there have been some rumors (slander, if you will) flying around about my current status as a, quote unquote, “meanie”. I am here to confirm that these rumors are irrevocably FALSE.

I did not bully BB @little-lee-stories in the DMs. I made 1 (one) typo which reuslted in a statement implying I was going to judge them for misquoting a Sanders Sides quote. this was due to no malicious intent on my part

I did retaliate by thusly revealing to the world (via my blog) that they had misquoted a Sanders Sides quote. That one’s on me.

I made the mistake in judgement to believe that I was being defended by Olivia “Livvy” @why-not-a-tickle-blog, due to her heaping unwarranted amounts of praise unto me; however, upon further inspection I realized that she, too, referred to me as a “meanie”. Again, because I wholeheartedly deny these claims, I am no longer associating with Livvy. The sanctity of our ‘Olivia Pride’ means nothing to her.

I also made the mistake of confusing the charges against me, which implied that BB’s initial accusation was that of my alleged “weenie” status, not “meanie” status.

In both recents reblogs, and individual tumblr posts, I have admitted that I am wholly incapable of writing and typing to an admittedly embarrassing degree. To this, I add, Cut A Bitch Some Slack.

@august-anon and @kanene-yaaay decided to involve themselves for No Goddamn Reason, so they are also dead to me.

In conclusion, I have done nothing wrong, nor am I deserving of the myriad of unfettered compliments being sent in my drection. This is my final statement on the subject.

#..... i have homework i could be doing instead of this LMAOOO #also this is legally a joke #my posts #<3

[pokepartners]

pokemon team / trainer class request!

Could I get a request a team please? I’d also like a trainer class if you could! I hope you don’t mind that I did bullet points/I hope it helps? Thank you so much!

Basics/Misc

Gemini

ISFJ (INFP too, but ISFJ is the one I use as my main)

Likes

My favorite colors are pink, blue, and purple!

My favorite season is fall, though i like mid-fall to early spring! I love the cold and tend to have issues with heat…

I don’t have a specific type that I like (I tend to like a large variety) but I think fairy types are super cute! 

I have a really big soft spot for cute things, pink things, or things with hearts involved.

Hobbies

I like a lot of creative activities! In specific, I love to draw, write, and make music. I also enjoy sewing and sculpting.

Music is a pretty big part of my life, and I enjoy listening to music, playing music (I played the Viola for a long time) and I like to make music on a program on my computer. When I’m not making tracks, I like to make playlists on 8tracks!

I also really enjoy creating stories, whether fanfiction or original projects, and I have a pretty large amount of OCs lol

Playing video games is also where I spend a pretty large chunk of my time, and I tend to prefer RPGs, and fighting games! I pretty much just really love fantasy games, or ones with bright vibrant colors. 

Fears

I’m pretty scared of bugs in general, but spiders are the worst offenders lol

I’m also afraid of loud, sudden noises and things moving too fast in my drection. 

I’ve got anxiety and I’m generally pretty paranoid, so I tend to be really antsy, and am in generally really worried with my interactions with others, or when I’m alone and start hearing any noise lol

Personality

I’m in general a really kind, caring person and I’m highly empathetic. I’m loyal and caring to a fault, to the point I’m often over extending myself for others, or I don’t open up and tell others how I feel because I’m worried I’ll upset them.

I’m very in tune with myself and others emotionally and though I wouldn’t call myself an expert or anything, I tend to be able to figure out how to work out why someone/myself is feeling a certain way. 

That said, I can stand up for myself despite my tendency to let others walk all over me, though it generally takes awhile for me to get to that point, so by then it’s pretty serious.

I tend to try and keep myself upbeat and optimistic, as I’m an optimist by nature, although I’m also a realist. My motto is “Prepare for the worst, but hope for the best!”

I’m generally a really strong person (I’ve been through a lot) although I’m often subject to mood swings, tunnel vision, and I’ve got depression, so I’m often tired and drained, despite insisting I’m fine.

I’m a pretty soft and caring person, though I like to be pretty loud and obnoxious around friends, and I’m told I’m pretty funny. 

I love my friends a whole lot, and I’d do anything for them. I also LOVE hearing my friends talk about things they like and I love seeing them happy.

I’m sorry this got so long ajgsldf;k thank you again! 

hello and thank you! the bullet points were really nice for organising everything. music is a pretty neat hobby to have! i used to play the cello, actually, but not anymore. anyway, i think i’ve got a nice team for you!:

✧ wobbuffet is a very passive pokemon - it never attacks of its own volition, instead choosing to counter after enduring long periods of damage! it has incredible endurance and can withstand almost any pain without complaint - providing its tail stays safe. such a steadfast, unwavering, compliant pokemon would work well with someone as empathetic and caring as you - it, much like yourself, often tends to let people take advantage of it, and as such, it frequently needs reminding that it is allowed to voice its own opinions and take a stand when it doesn’t like what’s happening. by working to help wobbuffet learn its own worth, you can grow with it - and hopefully learn your own limits better!

✧ cutiefly (shiny) is very in tune with the emotions of people around it! though it’s a bug-type, it’s also part-fairy, and this makes it a very soft - if not wily - companion. cutiefly is naturally drawn to people with kind and caring auras, so yours will definitely be drawn to you. being so small and inoffensive, cutiefly will help you work past your fear of bugs - and being a flower-feeder, it’s attracted to nice colours, so it will definitely be intrigued by your artwork and the games you play!

✧ being an electric and flying type, emolga is always upbeat and full of energy! this pokemon lets nothing get it down - it’s inquisitive and active, always looking for something new to stimulate it. driven by mischief and a search for entertainment, emolga is a handful of fun for even the most energetic of people! emolga shares in your optimistic attitude and loud behaviour around friends - it’s a very social pokemon! - and will always try to get you back on your feet whenever you’re feeling down. emolga is also known to be quite vocal, so even if you can’t always understand what it’s saying, it’ll appreciate you listening to it “talk”!

✧ woobat is an inquisitive pokemon that loves learning about the world around it! its round, soft body, buck-toothed smile, and heart-shaped nose are all very appealing features that draw people to it - and the latter is said to bring good luck if it ever bumps it against you and leaves a mark! as a companion, woobat is very supportive and kind, and can often tell how you’re feeling - so if you’re ever having a bad day, you can always count on woobat to do its best to cheer you up!

✧ manaphy is a pokemon that develops deeply powerful bonds with people and pokemon, usually growing closely attached to one specific person - in this case, it’s you! manaphy will see you as its caretaker of sorts, meaning that it’s a big responsibility - but luckily, manaphy is strong enough to hold its own, and most of the care it requires is emotional rather than physical. with the ability to swap the perspectives of people and pokemon alike, manaphy is, like you, in tune with itself and others - and, like you, it has a habit of exhausting itself to try and make others happy! manaphy is very sensitive to its surroundings, but that means that sensory stimulation is very helpful for it - and your creativity will definitely make it very happy!

✧ this one is a little more aesthetic-based than anything, but sawsbuck is a pokemon that changes with the seasons - and, as such, enjoys all weather. being the “harbinger of spring,” sawsbuck is a migrator that moves with the turning of the world, meaning that people don’t often see all forms - but under your care, you will get to witness the changing of its appearance all year round! having sawsbuck around provides an excellent predictor for the changing of the seasons - and of all your pokemon, sawsbuck is the happiest in cooler weather, meaning it’ll happily spend time with you when things get chilly!

as for your trainer class, i feel like you’d be a cute maniac! cute maniacs are, as their name suggests, really drawn to cute pokemon and things - just like you are! they’re definitely attracted to the softer things in life, and often have big hearts to go with their love of the more adorable-looking pokemon. despite this, they aren’t to be underestimated - after all, “cute” isn’t synonymous with “weak”! these trainers are known best for their close bonds with their pokemon and friends.

i hope you like everything - feel free to request something different if not! <3

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