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keen-umbreon · 1 year

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About Me? (Rules in Keep Reading)

My family on both sides raise Eeveelutions, my father's side tends to train Vaporeon. My step-mother has a Glaceon. My mother's side tends to have Flareon. My mother and my step-father have a small everstoned eevee and an everstoned Galarian zigzagoon respectively. My uncle has a large Jolteon. I'm 25. I'm a man. I have a tendency to rant about things. Usually about Team Plasma. I was raised and live in Striaton. Consider this doxxing myself, porygons lol :). At least as far as doxing can go when my face was in the newspapers.

My partners are:

Enigma the Espeon. He is rather calm and is very alert to noises. He likes bitter food and hates spicy food. His Ability is Magic Bounce. For technical stuff, his EVs are 252 Special Attack, 252 Speed, and 4 Special Defense. His IVs, according to Nurse Joy, are 30 HP, 1 Attack, 20 Defense, 31 Special Attack, 30 Special Defense, 31 Speed. He knows Sunny Day, Morning Sun, Psychic, and Confusion. Sometimes we switch Confusion out for Signal Beam or Shadow Ball. According to Nurse Joy, in the past he knew Power Gem and could relearn it through effort. For battles, he has a Heat Rock that he wears as a cute little clasp for a scarf that I paid a specialist to infuse with Heat Rock and weather-resistant fibers. I rescued him from a pack of Purrloin, and he rescued me from a group of Sawk and Throh. He started following me around. Funny story, he stole a Pokeball from a Mart and shoved it in my hand. I had to pay the Mart three times the normal amount just to get them to not call the police on me.

Figy the Flareon. She is very adamant and stubborn. She likes spicy food and hates dry food. She refuses to stay still for a photograph, so here she is in all her blurry glory. Her IVs are 29 HP, 28 Attack, 31 Defense, 27 Special Attack , 29 Special Defense, 29 Speed. Her EVs are 252 Attack, 4 Special Defense, 252 Speed. She knows Fire Fang, Iron Tail, Double Edge, and Facade. She also likes Bite, Dig, and Headbutt. She refuses to battle unless I let her use the Toxic Orb or Choice Band she was rescued with. They’re both like safety blankets to her. Managed to make the toxic orb into a little bell thingy for a purple collar for her, the choice band just slips over the collar and when she battles she just gives me whichever one she doesn’t want to use at the moment. She loves battling and drags me to harass Cilan Chili and Cress every few days. She really wants to go on the League Challenge, but I’m not up for that. Edit: Feb 12 2023, She’s going to stay with my little sibling before and during their journey across Unova and for their League Challenge.

Edit: Feb 14, 2023 I’m adding Lum to this now.

Lum the Leafeon I don’t know fully what he’s like yet. After some deep healing treatments, he doesn't have any more chemical burns! Yay! He tears up all my recovery and self-help books and pamphlets. He found an old Plasma shirt of mine and he's taken to sleeping with it. That's very worrying. I think he might have been Alum's before the lab accident. I tried catching him with a Pokeball and he broke it in half with a tail Leaf Blade. His ability is Leaf Guard. His IVs are 30 HP, 29 Attack, 29 Defense, 29 Special Attack, 29 Special Defense, 29 Speed. His EVs are 136 Hp, 120 Attack, 252 Speed. He knows Swords Dance, Giga Drain, Leaf Blade, and Yawn. He made me buy him a small satchel that goes around his neck, he keeps my dried berries in it. When I give him a plate of food, he also bags the leftovers. I think he might have had food insecurity in the past? Or he just really likes eating? He shows interest in cooking. Maybe I can use that to get him to open up.

Some things about me:

I had some bad experiences with trainers before. I used to think that people could only use Pokemon as tools and weapons. I treated my old Pokémon like how I thought I was supposed to treat Pokemon. I never hurt them physically, but I wasn't a friend to them as I grew older. I’m no longer in contact with the Pokémon from before, both from personal choice so they can heal and from legal obligation.

I never completed my League Challenge. Got past Gym Leader Elesa, so I had 4 badges. Had being a keyword, I forfeited them.

I used to be a member of Team Plasma. N had Ideals and Charisma, Ghetsis had Viciousness and Manipulation. I thought that Pokemon had to be separated from humans because we were horrible, because I thought I was horrible. Yes, I was punished for it. They were and are a cult.

You may hear me talk about Alum from time to time. He was a member of Team Plasma with me, we were partners and very close. He never used any Pokemon, at all, only his fists and the rest of him. He was a large tank of a man, built like an oak tree and as stubborn as one too. For 7 years, from 2010 to 2017, we were inseparable. I would have seriously hurt someone if Alum asked. He didn't make me though. Sure, I do know what it feels like to punch a backyard breeder in the jaw, and I do have a record of anger issues. But for the most part, I just patched up any injuries for our cell and any Pokemon that were hurt. I guess I was the team healer, in a way - but he was the heart and brains of our Cell, even if he weren't the official leader. When we were all arrested, I eventually went back to uh 'civilian' life but he - Alum got worse. A lot worse. His occasional punches thrown at horrible trainers became all out brawls and stealing Pokemon from trainers. He officially joined Team Neo Plasma around March 2018. AFTER the Big Freeze in 2012. He might have been allied with them a lot longer, our cell was officially not-Neo but sometimes we got close to it. I genuinely miss him. But I don't miss the sort of person I was starting to become with him, and I don't miss the person he became. If I mention Alum, usually I tag it with #keen alum so, feel free to block that tag. Sometimes I get... annoyingly sappy about him.

The psychic ladies and my stepmother who’ve all tested me with their methods of aura seeing (aura crystals, aura ribbons, one of them made me make something by heart and I made her soup and apparently that worked lol) and apparently my aura is a dark cyan.

Just so y'all can look up what potential crimes I've committed, here's my time line of when I did things. Exact dates are a bit fuzzy, but the dates are based on what I wrote in my personal journals.

I started my League Challenge in Unova in September 28th, 2008, I was 11 years old. I failed my League Challenge October 7th, 2010.

I joined Team Plasma October 7th, 2010, I was 13. I was arrested and basically forced to leave Team Plasma September 28th 2017, I was 20. I don't think I actually ideologically started to leave Plasma until Enigma made me catch him. Part of me might still be in line with them.

The Opelucid City freeze was Team Neo Plasma, I didn't have anything to do with it, but it was June 23rd, 2012.

I served my time in community service from from December 12th 2017 to June 22nd 2019, 2 years of it.

Enigma joined me December 26th, 2017.

Figy joined me July 18, 2021. Figy left my team February 12th, 2023.

Lum joined me February 14th, 2023.

(Rules Below, Keep Reading, OOC Below)

My Follow Blog: Keen-Kidus, KeenKidus

Hello. I am K*. I am shit at tagging. If you want to avoid the not-slice-of-life shit then block the #team phase tag.

K* is not Keen-Umbreon, Keen-Umbreon the character will occassionally say the weirdest shit ic and K* doesn't always agree with him. Keen-Umbreon is a character, not a real person. K* is 25+ years old, as of writing this I'm 25 and too lazy to go back and change this every year. I, me, myself, K*, I am a gay trans man.

Rules:

Blog is general, usually, but may get into PG-13 or higher, occasional alcohol or swearing or minor violence mentions. I will not interact with people who IRL are not adults.

Let me know if I end up rping Keen-Umbreon as too unhinged. Sometimes the muse grabs me by the hair and won't let go, but I can tone it down if asked.

Look in the tags for my OOC shit.

Non-Pokemon-universe OCs don't interact please.

Sentient Pokemon accepted, as long as they use some form of translator/assistance/training/etc. Blog canon is that Pokemon can communicate with Humans. Some of them are more animal like in intelligence but all of them think inherently different than Humans.

I don't triggertag except for food and meat. At least for now. Cuz I suck at remembering. And also because Keen-Umbreon would in-character triggertag meat.

At me in shit, babies. <3

Keen-Umbreon is an ex-member of Team Plasma. He occasionally goes on rants that will support Plasma or call all of his former co-members of Plasma idiots/fools/misguided/worse words. He occasionally mentions things that IRL PETA and the ALF have done, and he occasionally will drink the flavor-aid. Sometimes he is angsty. I promise you all that he will get better. But he's a victim of cult shit and has to deal with that himself. He's based on my own experiences with cult shit (he's like 8ish years behind my own progress) and also reality. I use a few IRL anti-cult resources and my own anti-cult recovery and therapy books as references and guides for writing him.

Due to Dr Hasan's idiotic ideas on trans people ("sissy hypno porn is proof trans people are a cult" to summarize) as well as it being repeatedly criticized by other more credible cult resewrchers, I will no longer be using the BITE method.

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marialeto · 2 years

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Beauty Regimen + OOTD

7-22-2022 Friday

Early morning outfit:

Athletic Works shorts black

Japanese pink tank top

Zone Pro black sports bra

Watermelon sweet mint facial towelette

Hair in a ponytail

Watch by Savage Survivor in orange

Fitbit watch, black

OM tuning instrument

Yoga, meditation, strength training, Reiki and Tai Chi in the Masonic Field

6am

Only water in the morning.

Late morning early afternoon outfit:

Sportive Dress, black

Objectives open sweater

Maidenform black and white underwear

Warner’s bra, black with mauve

Guatemalan Cuddlers shoes in black

Shungite necklace

Tourmaline & Silver earrings

4 Tibet bracelets with lava beads

Remedy bracelet

Gold and diamond promise ring

Hematite ring

Today:

Fire face soap

Scent Happy Fresh Bloom body wash

Pure power stick shampoo strengthening and repair with coconut oil and geranium oil

Tame tropical coconut swirl moisturizing conditioner with Shea butter

Thayers facial toner witch hazel aloe vera and coconut oil

Rose water with Rose and spruce black essential oils

Moisturizer Simple kind to skin

Kat Von D lock it 49 neutral light 49 foundation

LA colors eyeliner pencil black

Believe Beauty sultry sunset palette #5 eyeshadow entire lid

Larenim Surreal eyeshadow on crease (purple tones)

LA colors volumizing mascara black

Kay Von D translucent setting powder

Believe Beauty Second Chance blush

Maybelline New York Expert Wear eyebrow pencil medium brown

Burt’s Bees Replenishing Lip Balm with Pomegranate oil

Ecco Bella Lipstick Mauve

Hair in a Bun

Aussie Sprunch Hairspray

Fresh toenail polish in purple - Mineral Fusion, Rock Cress

Scent of the Day, Cristos The Christ White Light

Planet of the day: Saturn

Element of the day : Earth

Number of the day: 3

Consciousness of the day: Body

Color of the day: Yellow

Gemstone of the day: Black Tourmaline

Song of the day : Lana Del Rey “Doin’ Time”

12:17pm

Goals: Finish up the week

Leo season starts today.

The Sun in Leo ♌️

Set intentions for the weekend.

Smile

#friday #beauty

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wwwbastrophomenhealth · 2 years

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Mineral Fusion - Nail Polish - Rock Cress - 0.33 oz.

Mineral Fusion – Nail Polish – Rock Cress – 0.33 oz.

MINERAL FUSION ROCK CRESS NAIL LACQUER DELIVERS LASTING COLOR THAT RESISTS CHIPPING AND IMPERFECTIONS FOR BEAUTIFUL DURABILITY. IT INCLUDES OUR EXTRA-THICK BRUSH FOR SMOOTHER, MORE EVEN APPLICATION. THIS BOTTLE CONTAINS 0.33-FL. OZ. OF POLISH THAT DRIES TO A DARK PURPLE, CREAMY FINISH. APPLY OVER A DRY BASE COAT FOR OPTIMUM RESULTS.Length: 0.88 inch X Width: 1.3 inch X Length: 3.32 inch X Sold in…

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butterflyflap · 2 years

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#cottagecore #aesthetic #art #beauty #naturecore #grandmacore #Garden #lemon balm #purple rock cress

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angiec333 · 3 years

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Aubretia flowers (purple rock cress)

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#Aubretia #purple rock cress #flowers #blossom #flower photography #original phography #photographers on tumblr

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flowerishness · 4 years

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Aubrieta deltoidea (Purple Rock Cress)

Springtime in the Rockery

#flowers #photographers on tumblr #aubrieta #purple rock cress #my garden #fleurs #flores #fiori #blumen #Vancouver

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mohandoshi · 5 years

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Aubrieta deltoidea Family - Brassicaceae Common names - lilacbush, purple rock cress and rainbow rock cress. Aubrieta deltoidea is a species of flowering plant in the mustard family. It is native to southeastern Europe, but is grown worldwide as an ornamental plant and it grows wild in some areas as a garden escapee. Aubrieta deltoidea is a small herbaceous perennial forming carpets of green spoon-shaped to oval-shaped leaves, some of which are lobed. The showy inflorescence bears small flowers with four lavender to deep pink petals. The fruit is an inflated, hairy silique up to two centimeters long.

#Aubrieta deltoidea #Aubrieta #lilacbrush #purple rock cress #rainbow rock press

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seattlesucculents · 5 years

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Spring Planting. 🌸🌼🌺🌻

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oivsyo · 3 years

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Bienvenida nuevamente al fandom. Amo tu estilo de dibujo espero que puedas dibujar a los hijos Nejihina alguna vez ❤

Thank you so much! It feels so great to finally make a contribution to my favourite ship!

Thanks Google translate, it helped me with language issues! Hope I got your request correctly, so here are Neji and Hinata as kids :) It was a lot of fun to draw them!

/Neji, stares suspisiously at ORANGE color on Hinata: pastel colors fit her better.../

The flowers are marigolds, I chose them to add more colors to my favourite violet/purple palette, but ended up with some purple rock cress flowers :”)

#neji hyuga #hinata hyuga #my sketchy art #naruto fanart #nejihina

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justalittletomato · 4 years

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Nightmare (sad Dad!Maul drabble)

A/N: sometimes i write fluffy things, sometimes angsty things, but there are those moments where I get some really sad ideas with bittersweet endings.

Warning: Nightmares, rats, animal death, implied death, panic attack

*Please let me know if there is anything else i need to tag in this

Also as for the lullaby I had this playing as inspiration from the Promised Neverland Isabella’s Lullaby https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rTJjtSP-ORc&list=RDrTJjtSP-ORc&index=1&ab_channel=Lindea

Synopsis: Nightmares can emulate small fears or concerns but when Maul is involved his nightmares make it hard to tell what’s real and what’s not.

It started with a scratch, an odd sound, but then again the palace was full of such occurrences, there were so many places that creaked and echoed.

Likely noises that might disturb his little one’s sleep. Maul reaches a hand out, hoping to reassure his little one he was near. Instead of the soft purple blanket his hand touched a metal surface. Maul immediately opened his eyes, rather than the tiny baby there was a beady eyed rat, its jagged teeth bared at him. The loathful creature screeched as it gnawed into the trash its fur black and slick with who knows what.

No.

The metal surface was rusted under him, he dared to look around, mounds of trash and decay, the same beady eyes rats scurrying around him. all screeching and fighting another off for scraps.

No.

A fire, a pitiful thing burned in the center of the underground hovel its flames throwing shadows around, each gnarled and twisted. Its light revealing the decrepit waste that had been his domain for more than 10 years.

Lotho Minor, he was back on Lotho minor.

He struggled to get up only to fall back down, Maul looked back, the tangled spider body he had fashioned was now a part of him again, twisted and put together in haste, rusted and stitched together like a macabre sketch, maybe it always was present. He could feel every poke and ache in his bones and skin, ever present and forcing him to claw at his own flesh to rid of it.

He must have dreamed of his supposed brother.

he had never been to the planet Mandalore.

He did not conquer it with is brother at his side.

His mind was cruel enough to dream up of Y/N. He felt sick.

It seemed ironic that his mind dubbed her starlight, something to be wished on always out of reach.

It dawned on him that his mind also was twisted enough to conjure up that little one.

Of course he couldn’t have that, his mind was the only thing to both gift and curse him with the dream of having that little one who smiled when he saw him and reach up with his tiny hands to be held.

He was nothing, he was fear and filth once again. All that spilled from his lips were screams, no words, just pained screaming.

He gripped at the horns that had long been neglected, grown too long and gnarled and continued to scream.

He had never left, and nothing could get him out not even dreaming.

The being originally known as Darth Maul crushed yet another rat in his grip, almost mindlessly, letting it weakly gasp its last breath as it went cold in his hand.

He heard another scratch from behind him, this was one sounded different to the screeching of the rats.

He moved away from the pile of bodies he left to rot. The scratch morphed, it sounded odd, like crying, Maul grew angry at it what dared come in here, the sounds emitted from the nearby pile of metal and trash.

Whatever it was, it was crying.

Not for long.

Maul pulled away at the plates and debris, it was definitely crying, underneath it all a bundle of blankets wriggled a purple knit blanket with the crying creature inside, Maul growled at it, the crying intensified, the sounds grating his ears.

HE WANTED TO SILENCE IT. He clawed at the bundle, pulling it out from the junk.

A small red face looked up at him wide eyed and teary, Maul snarled at the face causing the creature to scream in terror.

He screamed back at it.

It again only cried louder, the sounds echoing through the walls of metal and forgotten relics left to rot.

HE WAS TIRED OF IT

Maul raised an arm, his claws at the ready to end its crying once and for all,

“Oh don’t cry little one, Mommy’s here.”

Maul opens his eyes, there’s no fire, or the sounds of scurrying rats, his body isn’t prickling and the room smells of spiced tea. It is colder than he would like but he is bundled in blankets, their touch soft on his skin, he looks about him the bed is empty. Maul couldn’t breathe and threw off the covers, his legs were metal yes but only two, and not spider like appendages. He covers his mouth to give out a soft cry of relief.

“Shh, little one Daddy’s sleeping.” Y/n’s voice carries into the room he’s in, Mauls follows it like a lifeline his hands touching the walls to assure himself that this was real.

She is sitting at the bow window, the pale moon behind her. It’s light not bright enough to illuminate the whole room but enough to bring comfort to a mind plagued by nightmares. She is dressed in a satin night gown that practically glows with the light of the moon behind her, it’s almost a holy sight to the images Maul has had in his mind. Y/N is focused on the purple blanket in her arms, its tiny occupant whimpering as his mother gently soothes him with a soft lullaby. Maul grips onto the door, the sound has Y/N look up with an apologetic smile, “Sorry darling someone just…Maul?”

She moves to stand. He’s gripping onto the door staring at them as if he was seeing a ghost, terrified and with no light in the golden eyes she loved so much. She steps forward only for Maul to rush towards them and embrace them both, mindful of the small bundle between them, Maul has a hand in her hair and presses his forehead to hers. “You’re real. I didn’t dream it all.” he’s shaking as he weakly coraks the words out.

He recalled the last moments in that dreaded place, he had almost, he sees his child nestled in Y’/N’s arms crying , he had just wanted silence.

She wants to cry now, what tortures did his mind give him?

“Maul, breathe, just take a breath. Yes, we’re real my love.” She is kissed all over her face, he says something she doesn’t understand and swears that tears are dropping onto her cheeks. Y/N can hear his breathing get harsher struggling to even let out small gasps, “Maul sit, sit and breath.”

She gently nudged him Maul more or so collapsed onto the seat by the window and tried to breath. She sat next to him, still holding onto the whimpering bundle with her arm bringing maul close to her so he knows she is real and touching him, “My poor boys are having such a night,” she tries her best to hush them both. Y/N considers another option, “ Maul hold out your arms but remember breathe”

Maul does as asked as Y/N places thier son in his arms, the familiar weight a comfort. This time he looks at the tiny red face and accepts that his crying right now and finally breaths in fully in a shuddering gasp . He knew what he had done in that hellscape. He r reaches to stroke the little ones face, soft and warm. Something he couldn’t think of harming, he rocks the little one close to his hearts.

This is real. This is now.

The little one still whimpers and maul os still crying silently. his starlight wrap her arms around them both and begins to sing her lullaby for the both of them, not caring as her own tears begin to fall.

They will talk about the nightmare later, right now all Maul needed was to know was that Y/N and Cress were very real and they were all together.

#dad!maul #darth maul x reader #maul x reader #star wars self insert #star wars x reader #darth maul #maul #My modes are angst or fluff then what ever nightmare fuel this was #tw: dead animal #tw: death #tw:rat #tw: panic attack

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