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nburkhardt · 10 months

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My beloved baby Pikachu I bring Pokémon ideas~

Eddie as ghost type gym leader whose gym looks like a metal concert and he has his sweetheart strapped to his back at all times

Steve as a water/fighting type gym leader whose gym is half a pool. Everyone is surprised to find this guy in a soft pastel sweater, tight jeans, and the fluffiest hair is the leader. Until he brings put his nail bat as the battle starts.

Everyone thinks they hate each other because they seem polar opposite but no one notices the skull ring on Steve's left hand nor the soft purple sweater Eddie sometimes wears.

They're married your honor!

The Party is a group of newbie trainers that get taken under their wings of course.

🖤❤️🖤❤️🐼

AHHHHH!!! PANDA I LOVE YOU, I already freaked out in dms with you but I’mma say it again: I LOVE YOUR BRAIN, you get ALLLLL the forehead kisses 🥹🥹🥹 I’m sooo gonna ramble away. Maybe not a full fic but my god I’m obsessed. (It’s a full fic, with a surprise pov!)

We’re going to mix up all the gens together (so if you only know some Pokémon, I’ll include pictures at the bottom of the ones I mentioned)

ALSO: if you have any ideas for anyone else’s Pokémon, let me knowwwww.

Onto my rambling fic under the cut 🥰

Here’s the thing, when Dustin decided to take on the gym challenge, he had no idea what he was going to expect.

He didn’t think picking a grass type to start could both hurt and help him between each gym. But Snivy was a little spitfire and like him; dramatic. She didn’t like any of the nicknames he threw out at her. She also didn’t like her pokeball, instead she preferred to sit on his head.

All of his friends were also doing the challenge but he was getting distracted by figuring out more information on each Pokémon instead of just battling. They’re all ahead of him, which, is okay it’s annoying but’s fine.

Especially when he ran into Steve.

Dustin was supposed to take on the fairy gym next but he heard the leader was ruthless. So, he decided to train up a bit. Maybe even evolve Natu and Trapinch. But instead of that, he was grumbling as he carried his very much knocked out, Trapinch to the Pokémon center instead of battling more.

Servine was walking next to him now, too big for staying on top of him when walking. She was also grumbling in her own way, crossed arms and nose in the air.

“We’re trying to get them to evolve, Servine, not knock them out!” He threw out at her getting closer to the center, “can’t believe I let you get your way all the time”

She apparently didn’t like that information and huffed before walking away, which would normally be fine if they weren’t in a new town. So, instead of reaching the Center like he wanted, he turns around to follow her. Returning Trapinch to his ball for now.

“Come ON, Servine I didn’t mean it like that! You’re so good at everything but-” he immediately knocked into somebody and knocked to the floor, “fuck, ow. Dude!”

Looking up he finds a guy, probably in his early twenties with a Mimikyu sitting on his shoulder while a tiny Pumpkaboo floats next to him. Which is a weird combo with the dude’s outfit choice of a soft looking yellow sweater and light wash jeans. “Not my fault you weren’t looking, dude”

Dustin glares up at him before getting up and dusting his legs off, “hey! I’m only looking for my Pokémon, she ran off from me!” Looking around he can’t tell which direction she actually went in, “by any chance you from around here?”

The guy makes a funny assumed face, both ghost pokémon snicker as well- which is so confusing. But he’s not too concerned for that, more so about the fact that his goddamn starter ran off.

“Yeah, you could say I’m from around here. What’s the Pokémon? A tiny Bidoof? Oh or is it a little Oddish?” He laughs and makes a weird hand movement that clearly both ghosts know and move away, “they got a name? That’d be way easier”

Crossing his arms he looks away, “Servine, and no. She didn’t like anything I came up with, so”

The guy’s laugh dies down and he frowns, “what, were the names lame or-” he shakes his head, “you’re upset, sorry, I’m Steve. Let’s find your Pokémon instead of bickering”

“I’m Dustin, and- SERVINE!” His eyes widen as the tiny Pumpkaboo (seriously how is that Pumpkaboo that small?) leads his Servine towards them, “I’m sorry, seriously, you’re the best and that was uncalled for. Are you okay?”

Servine nods and curls into his arms. He doesn’t bother saying anything else to her, cuddles her close and turns to find Steve picking up Mimikyu and whispering to Pumpkaboo, “Thanks. Seriously”

Steve smiles, “no problem, Oz here is pretty good at finding things.” He looks at his watch before wincing, “I gotta run, we’re gonna be late. You at the fairy gym?”

What the- “how do you know?”

Steve gives another funny look before shrugging, “Got an eye for these things, anyway, next gym is ghost. Be wary of him, he’s a little, hm, much. Yeah?”

All he can do is nod and watch as Steve just walks away.

Fairy gyms are brutal, even with Trapinch evolving into Vibrava. His saving grace was Slugma and that was it still rough since it’s fire isn’t that effective against fairy.

Maybe he should’ve gone with more poison types.

But that was two days ago, and now he’s making his way towards the next town and their gym. He is wary. Not only because of what Steve told him but because of running into Lucas.

(Lucas had decided on a water type, Totodile. Which was a little surprising for Lucas but Dustin didn’t question it, the little Totodile was energetic and lovable.)

He was minding his own business trying to figure out whether or not he could, technically, learn how to speak in the Pokémon’s language. When a blue bundle ran towards him, looking around he spots Lucas trying to catch his breath. “Hey! I thought you would’ve been passed this one”

They play catch up and once it’s all been said and done, Lucas shows him where the gym is. It looks fairly normal on the outside but Lucas swears it’s a whole other world inside.

“It’s like a concert, and there’s an actual audience too! Which was overwhelming at first, but once I got my footing it was like they weren’t there” Lucas explains, stopping only once their in front of a normal looking gym, Lucas laughs and shakes his head, “yeah that was my first expression too. I think you’ll enjoy it. Might have a hard time”

He looks away from the building to raise an eyebrow at him, “what does that mean?”

“Dude you picked a grass type as your starter! And you have no dark types!”

Rolling his eyes, “thanks for the encouragement, I’m sure I could handle it. Even with the disadvantages.”

Lucas looked like he didn’t believe him, but it didn’t bother him. Their whole party looked at him funny when he went with a grass type. Hell, Max made fun of him for it.

It didn’t matter, the gym challenge is turning out to be nothing he wanted to do once he’s able. He wanted to be a professor anyway. This was just temporary, even if he gets beat a bunch of times.

Walking inside the gym, he bypasses the annoying tips guy at right next to the door and makes his way to find the actual battle area. Lucas gave him the directions, it was confusing he said.

Sure enough, there’s a goddamn maze and cords everywhere.

After what feels like hours, he makes it to the end and is faced with a stage. Cords and what looks like vines everywhere, sure enough a small audience is there too. It looks all badass and a mix between rock and metal.

As he opens his mouth the lights go away and he has to immediately cover his ears as a loud beat starts. There’s a guitar being played even louder, clearer too. A spot light hits the stage and now he knows who’s playing.

Standing in the middle of the stage is a man. Long frizzy hair, leather jacket over a t-shirt with a band on it, ripped black jeans and black shoes. His guitar really completes the look, red with black lines all over.

The guy plays for a few minutes before stopping and walking closer, “Welcome to my metal concert, you ready for your ass to be handed to you?”

Right as he’s about to open his mouth a little orange and brown blur pops up behind the gym leader, it looks oddly familiar.

The man follows his gaze and groans, shifting his guitar to his back and focusing on the tiny Pokémon next to him, “Ozzy, we talked about this! Either stay in your ball, off the battle field or at home.”

Dustin blinks, moving closer he finds that the tiny Pokémon is a Pumpkaboo. That’s definitely moving and saying something back, which makes the guy shake his head before glancing around.

“Uh-“

“Hold on, I’m trying to find- HONEY LOVE! Come get your child!”

There’s no movement but he hears a snort, then the tiny Pokémon moves away and he sees the gym leader shake his head again, “sorry, that little guy is only a baby. Let’s get this show on the road, shall we?”

The guy’s smile is wild and maybe Lucas was right.

An hour later and Dustin is sitting on the edge of the stage freshly beat and definitely ready to call it quits for the day.

“Did Eds give you a rough time?”

His head snaps up, there’s Steve with Mimikyu on his head and a Vaporeon sitting next to him.

“I just need to do some more training.” He doesn’t want to admit that yes, the gym leader, Eddie, definitely gave him a rough time. It was fun, but Eddie was even more brutal than the fairy gym.

Maybe he just needs to catch a dark type.

Steve nods slightly, making Mimikyu squeak. “Doesn’t hurt to train more, V here” he pats the Vaporeon’s head, causing a pur to happen, “wasn’t the greatest battler, we had to do lots of training. Before you do any of that, want to come have dinner with us? You and your Pokémon can all rest for the night”

Dustin can’t figure out how he didn’t put two and two together. He feels like an idiot right now.

“What do you mean you’re also a gym leader? The final one at that?! Why didn’t you tell me?!”

Steve snorts, putting his hands in his pockets as he leads them to a house, “not my fault you didn’t pay attention when the professor talked about the gym challenge to you.”

Crossing his arms he glares at the ground, “yeah well, Professor Owens forgets shit. How is it you’re the water gym leader yet have a ghost type with you?”

There’s an amused smirk on Steve’s face and what sounds like a giggle come from Mimikyu, “I might specialize with water types, I do have a fond experience with ghost types. And dude, it’s okay to try catching other types. I just so happen to work better with water types. Queen here was a gift, basically, my partner found an egg and gave it to me.”

He nods because Steve’s right, it is nice to use all different types. Though if he did only pick one, grass or bug type is where he’d stick with.

“Alright” Steve smiles and comes to a stop, “we’re here, once we get inside you can let your Pokémon out.” He leads them up to a door and Dustin takes in the mixture of aesthetics.

There’s clearly two different personalities living in this house, whoever Steve’s partner is, definitely enjoys the darker aesthetic compared to Steve. Who gives off a more pastel aesthetic. Not that he fully knows, he’s still going off or how Steve is dressed.

“Hey baby, I brought a guest!”

They both hear a crash and then a curse. A Gengar floats out of the kitchen and snickers as it stops in front of Steve, “What did you do?”

“He’s over the moon for beating up a Nin- woah! Honey love, you brought the kid I just beat?”

Blinking hard because there’s no way, Dustin also rubs his eyes before looking over at the kitchen doorway. His vision clears and yep, there’s the gym leader, Eddie, standing there in a pastel purple sweater and black sweats with his Decidueye leaning behind him.

“You’ve got to be kidding me, seriously?”

Steve outright laughs and pats his shoulder, “dude, you’re face. Oh man, should’ve taken a picture.” He moves closer to Eddie and presses a kiss to his cheek, “He looked so sad after the defeat, I had to.”

Eddie shakes his head, amusement clear on his face, “Honey, you gotta warn people when you bring them over. Even if they look like a kicked Eevee”

He scruffs and looks away from the couple to find the Pumpkaboo, Ozzy apparently, next to him. It makes him groan, “I’m an idiot, you’re the one who found Servine!”

Ozzy nods excitedly before floating down and nudges his bag, confused he opens it and Ozzy dances around him. He’s curious and looks over at the couple, “uh, what?”

“He’s asking you to let your Pokémon out, they’ll enjoy some play time and food.” Eddie answers and looks at the time, “which is done by the way. Come on, let them out and we’ll give you some tips”

Shrugging, he does just that, all his Pokémon looking around curiously before spotting the backdoor where Ozzy and Steve are now in front of. All of them rush over and Steve laughs before opening the door, letting all of his Pokémon outside.

“Don’t worry, we got a fence and there’s food already out there.”

He can only nod and watch as his Pokémon all play together with Steve’s and Eddie’s Pokémon.

Dustin doesn’t know how he ended up here, honestly, he’s sitting inside a home that belongs to two gym leaders. Who are not only two of the strongest ones but also married to each other. Of all the things he was learning, this might’ve been the most surprising.

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I’m gonna end it there because if I keep going this post will be stupid long (it already is 😅) BUT!! I decided to make this into a series!! It’ll be a fun one that I could write and post whenever I want. Can switch up povs and everything this way. Please don’t ask me why I went with Dustin’s pov this time around, I don’t even know. I just..kept going.

Anyway! If you enjoyed this let me know what you think and if you have any ideas/suggestions you can totally leave me some!!

Taglist: (sorry if you don’t like Pokémon 😂)

@spectrum-spectre @itsfreakingbats @mysticcrownshipper @artiststarme @thereindeerlady @justforthedead89 @ronniescontinuum @freyaforestafay @littlewildflowerkitten @estrellami-1 @gregre369 @zerokrox-blog @bookworm0690 @flustratedcas @carlprocastinator1000 @marvelmwah @solliesolesito @navnae @i-less-than-three-you @strangersteddierthings

Here’s the graphs of the Pokémon I have mentioned and also the full teams of the main three (Dustin, Steve & Eddie) and also Lucas’ totodile (didn’t come up with his full team)

#steddie #pokemon au #steddie fic #dustin henderson fic #Dustin will be a Pokémon professor someday #for now he’s that kid at every start of the games that goes ‘SCIENCE IS AMAZING’#stranger things fic #nburkhardt writes #strangers things and Pokémon au #steve x eddie #tbh idk how to tag this

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wynns-wonderful-pixel-paradise · 5 months

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hi :3 i couldnt find if u take requests, but if u do, would u mind doing a flygon (+ vibrava and trapinch maybe?) blinky, like your other pokemon ones?

(if not lol have a nice day anyways 🐈)

I can't always promise I'll take a request, but people are welcome to send them to me! Anyway Trapinch line my beloved

plus bonus extra shiny Flygon because I wasn't sure which secondary color I wanted to use

#my art #gif #blinkies #block blinkies #pokemon #shiny pokemon #pixel art #trapinch #vibrava #flygon

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wormothythejester · 1 year

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He's just a silly, goofy little dude 🥺

Trapinch, my beloved 🧡

#trapinch #vibrava #flygon #pokemon #pokemon art #pokemon fanart #digital art #art #my favorite pokemon #did i just draw trapinch in the style of mimikyu? i think i did.#trapinch tuesday

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pokemonprofessorintraining · 1 year

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Hello there rotumblr, the name is Cocoa and Pie, the butterfree is my beloved partner.

I live in Azalea, on the Johto region, and I'm aspiring to become a pokemon professor.

I still don't know what exactly I'm going to study, but it doesn't matter, I'll just research everything.

It's a pleasure to meet you all.

//ooc: hello everyone, the name is Willow. I'm a 19 year old nb who just loves pokemon a little bit too much

here's the list of my pokerp blogs just cause

@pokemonprofessorintraining - me in the pokemon world

@ecruteakfashiondesigner - my oc that's based on my ex bf and my dream bf at the same time

@trio-of-chaos - a little joke that went too far, now a trio of dumbasses

@katcriollo - Cocoa's long lost sister

@mazes-and-puzzles - Maizie (canon character)

@spinarak-bite - Spinarak Man

@eggs-are-my-passion - Professor Elm (canon character)

@papercutt - Paper Cut Anon, aka another joke

@koko-tapu @lele-tapu @bulu-tapu @fini-tapu - The tapus

@sleepy-mot - Dudunsparce eeby deeby

@slakingthatslays - Slaking eeby deeby who is also a drag queen

@sleepingtight - Cresselia from the same world as Amy

Their pokemon:

Pie, Butterfree, Female

Sponge, Slowking, Male

Opera, Shiny Crobat, Male

Sirius, Larvesta, Female

Pillow, Geodude (as smooth as a bowling ball), Male

Flint, Duraludon(an extremely tiny one, 6 cm/2.4 inches in height), Female

Cleopatra, Female, Trapinch

Team Menace

Krabbies (3), Females, Romana, Marinara and Carbonara

Krabbies (2), Males, Pizza and Pasta

Marguerita, Female, Kingler

Salsa, Male, Kingler (Team Menace Leader)

#pokeblogging #pokemon irl #pokemon #pokemon professor #pokemon research #pokemon rp #rotumblr

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rotten-games · 1 year

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If you’re not into Pokémon feel free to ignore this but what Pokémon would the ROTT and COI ROs have? Would they have any type preferences?

This took a while because I was THINKING

Keep in mind I am not really into the really recent games but that being said.

Rott

Ardwen

Only ones that fit his specific brand. Persian but not Meowth (heresy), Glameow but not Purugly. Flareon because of its vibes. Gardevoir, not Gallade. None are trained especially well.

Oh and DEFINITELY Purrloin/Liepard.

Arke

Probably more practical ones, like Pokemon that could help him with his chores or jobs. So Timbur, Mudsdale, mon like that. But also Cubone for reasons :)

So I guess he'd prefer rock/ground or normals types

Calyssa

She basically becomes a horse girl (like she isn't?) Rapidash, Mudsdale (probs her first), Zebstrika. All of which she raised up from little babies. And to round it out she'd have a flying type to get her around.

Type preference: hors

Druvel

He's the type of guy who would have like six of the same Pokemon because aesthetics and/or he loves them. Probably Dreepy or something.

Emil

He'd probably be that one guy who keeps all his Pokemon at their first evolutions. So Pichu, Ralts, Skitty. And/or he'd have every single evee evolution to be fancy.

Ettia

I was gonna make this joke with Lokeira but then I realised Ettia would genuinely have a Sylveon so... Trans Pokemon for trans trainer.

But in general... A lot of water Pokemon like Lapras, Mantine, Milotic, etc.

Gwyn

Just funky guys. A Quilfish for sure (he named it Ettia), Togepi, Mawile (my beloved), Xatu, Spoink, and a Wynaut. Probably skews more fairy or Psychic.

Herron

He'd be a grass/poison trainer. Because uhhhh applications to medicine or something I guess.

So Breloom, Caractus, Oddish, Applin, Reserade, and Dustox

Keller

She'd probably have a bunch of Unknown because IF Pokemon existed in rott they'd probably show up in the Waylands. Also probably a Numel/Camerupt, a Trapinch, a Hippowdon and a Sandile.

She WOULD NOT catch dragon types for religious reasons but she would be friends with them :)

Korrin

They'd have like five Seviper, Serperior and Arbok and then a random mimikyu just hanging out or something.

Def friends with Jirachi or something tho.

Lokeira

Toxicroak, Sneasel, Gallade, Absol, etc. Kind of an edgy boy.

Necrolym

He'd have one Pokemon and that Pokemon would be a Slowbro

Nox

Something silly like that literal sword Pokemon. OH or that weird one, uh Escavalier or something.

Qora

Shinx :)

Oh wait there's a lion Pokemon now.. uhhh Litleo. :) Both. She has two kitty friends now.

Spotter

They'd probably get attached to a silly lil guy like Scraggy, Sobble, Helioptile, or Poplio, and never need another Pokemon again. They love their little friends.

OR Bewear :) for protection

Severa

I like the idea that all her Pokemon are just guys. Just dudes. Just basically regular men. So the Hitmonchan/Hitmonlee duo, those two from black/white, etc

CoI

Carol

She'd have like a lazy meowth that just hangs out at the bar and mooches for food.

Lowrie

Probably wouldn't be a trainer. They don't really trust themselves with animals.

Harley

For the joke they'd have a Jigglypuff and a Spinda and call them "The Regulars"

Doc

Maractus and/or Deerling

Mordred

He'd have a Zangoose, Blaziken, Arcanine. Kinda 'cool' Pokemon that your average ten year old would love.

Allard

Sableye and a Bannett but only those two for reasons. The three look suspicious everywhere they go :)

Ridley

They'd have an Ursaring

Arthur

He'd probably just keep like a munchlax around cuz it followed him home one day lmao.

Perci

Noctowl and a Smeargle. For crime reasons.

Deimos

Houndoom, Mightyenna, Umbreon, and... Yamper. Maybe he just likes dogs actually.

Adrastea

They'd have a bunch of really fancy looking Pokemon that only ever do anything in competitions yet somehow will kick your ass.

Ninetails (both variants), Primarina, Hatterene, etc.

Saga

Cute Pokemon only. Plusle, Minun, Pachirisu. You know. Those ones.

Dagda

They'd just have a Gothitelle (another guy adjacent Pokemon lmao) and nothing else

#rott game #coi game #i unironically loved black/white can you tell?

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trainerspiral · 2 years

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"It looks like you've got a Trapinch."

I stare at the ranger blankly as this clearly incorrect information hits my brain. "Trapinch?" I echo.

The guy nods at me impatiently. He's younger than me, stocky, with a thin goatee and a bunch of ugly tattoos on his arms. "Yeah, that's right."

"But we're by the ocean," I say. My voice sounds idiotic to me, but I know I'm right. Trapinch live in the desert. They don't like wet soil. They aren't garden pests.

"Yes," the ranger says slowly, like he's talking to a child or an old lady with dementia. "They're not native here, but people like to have them as pets. Sometimes they get out and mess up peoples' yards."

I feel like I've stepped outside my body. I turn my head slowly and take in the ruins of my sanctuary--shredded sages, shards of carefully-selected decorative pots, crushed berries, a beloved stone Octillery now in pieces. Until last night it was just a few plants torn up, a berry or two eaten here and there, but now it's all been churned up and stomped flat.

"Don't you think it might have been something a little bigger?" I ask, matching his talking-to-an-idiot tone. "Loudred? Graveler?"

He shakes his big square head and sighs. I wonder how many badges he earned before settling into more steady work. Five, I'd bet. "Look," he says, walking toward a spot near the smashed Octillery.

I follow him and look where he points. Beneath the shreds of plant life, the muddy ground has been churned into a funnel about a meter deep.

"That's how they burrow, see? They scoot backwards in a spiral and make a little burrow. But first they throw or smash up anything in the way."

I stare at the funnel for a long time. The ranger sighs and rattles off a few more facts to convince me, but I've grudgingly accepted already. When he shuts up again, I slowly turn and look at him. "Ok. Well. Can you get it?"

He shakes his head and points at another hole, a much deeper one near the base of the house where a very nice clump of ferns used to be. "Unfortunately, ma'am, I think it might have gone under the foundation. If I send my Diglett in there it could risk damage to the house. You don't want that, right?"

I shake my head.

"What I'd suggest is, I'll leave you some baits. Set them out and check back at night. They like to come out at nighttime to dig around. Then you can catch it yourself."

I'm already shaking my head before he finishes. "No, no, I can't," I mutter.

"It's really very easy. If you have a water or grass type, what you can do is--"

"I don't have any Pokemon."

Now it's his turn to stare blankly at me while his brain catches up. My face burns and I feel my stomach twisting as he looks me over--a woman in her 30's, living alone in an area with a big feral Pokemon problem. "You don't have any Pokemon?" he repeats.

"If I did, I wouldn't have called you." I sound like a bitch, but this guy doesn't know what kind of buttons he's pushing.

The ranger frowns at me and shakes his head. "Well, I can have someone come back tomorrow night. But if you have any friends with Pokemon, maybe you can call somebody to help."

"Yeah, yeah." I wave my hand, suddenly desperate for this interaction to end. "I'll do that. Thanks."

When his truck is gone from my driveway, I slump back inside and open a can of lemonade. Then I sit at the kitchen table and stare out the window at the ruined garden for a long time. Blood pounds in my ears. Several times I think I should get up and make dinner, but I don't.

I don't remember deciding to do anything, but after awhile I wander down the hall, drifting along without willpower like a ghost. I go into my office and open a drawer in the second-hand wooden desk.

The first photo on the pile finds its way into my hands. A younger version of me holds a scrappy little Combusken on her shoulders. Hotwings, her name was. I remember how warm she was, how her claws pricked my shoulders and how tight she gripped my head when she sat like that. And I remember the handsome Blaziken she eventually became. Tall, strong, and scary fast. Terrifying in battle.

To the left of the young me is a short girl with long green hair and a very photogenic smile. She is cradling a yellow Swablu in both hands. There's a tough-looking old guy with a white mustache behind us. And off to the right, standing a little apart from the group like he doesn't really want to be seen with us, is a blonde guy in glasses and a torn shirt. He's the only one in the picture not smiling--honestly, he looks really pissed. Probably because he hated having his picture taken, but maybe even more so because I'm pretty sure I beat him in a battle just before this was shot. His grouchy face almost makes me laugh.

I wonder what happened to that guy. I wonder if he's still a trainer.

I wonder if he'd be happy to know that I'm not anymore.

I look back at the Combusken and open up the seal inside that normally keeps out all this painful stuff. I only want to remember her a little, but once memories of her start coming back a thousand more pile in on top and soon I'm drowning in them. Digits, an Omastar with a sweet personality who helped me beat the Kanto elite. Badger, the Typhlosion who protected me from wild Magnemite in Johto. Diamond, a surly, shiny Garbodor who didn't like to be touched but had to be next to you all the time. Tank, a Blastoise--my first ever Pokemon.

All gone now. Nothing left but a sludge of corrupted data and some yellowing photos.

I put my head down on the desk and cover it with my arms. I feel like I should be crying, but I can't. I've cried over it so many times already. Wasted so much time wishing I'd never gone to Galar, never got it in my head to "start over fresh with a new team," never been so naive as to think human technology could store them as data indefinitely, never put them all into the electric prison that eventually ate them.

After awhile, I go outside into the ruined garden again.

The too-bright night is full of wispy purple clouds and the cold air smells like seaweed. I sit on the back porch and stare at the churned-up earth. I open another lemonade and try not to think about anything. But I don't even have the beauty of my plants to distract me anymore. I don't have any living things left to care about.

But then I see something shifting around, out in the middle of the garden. Near the funnel that idiot ranger pointed out. At first I think I imagined it, but then a piece of my smashed Octillery statue skitters away and something round and pale pushes its way up through the wet earth. A little round head with tiny, wet black eyes.

I lose my breath. It's like I've been struck by lightning. I don't dare move my eyes from it while my sluggish brain catches up.

It's the Trapinch that smashed up my plants. And in the light of the moon and the obnoxious city glow, its skin glistens pale blue.

I've seen a lot of shiny Pokemon by this point in my life. I even owned quite a few, before the machine ate them. But at this moment, I feel the way I did when I saw my first ever shiny--an unassuming little Pidove that almost gave me heart failure. My blood starts pounding and I almost feel sick. I reach for my hip, my body straining toward the creature, every breath a prayer for it to stay put and not escape.

And just when it's crashing in on me again that I have no Pokemon, that I have no Pokeballs, that there is nothing I can do except let it escape, the Trapinch turns toward me. And before I can process that, it's running toward me, squealing. And then it's in my lap, and I'm squeezing it, and tears are gushing down my face.

You promised, a part of my screams. You promised yourself, never again. Never, never again. But the rest of me isn't listening.

Some time later, we're inside and the Trapinch is eating poffins noisily on my kitchen table, and my thoughts are more orderly. Clearly this is not a wild Pokemon. He loves people, he belongs to somebody. Relief and disappoint mix together in my stomach.

"I'll find your trainer, okay?" I tell him. "I promise." The Trapinch squeaks and nudges my hand.

You'll give him back and he'll go in a box and never come out, the cruel voice inside me says.

But I shake my head. What else am I supposed to do?

@novelistash

#rp #pokemon #closed rp

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silverwingink · 4 months

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I am, in fact, weak to Pokemon AUs Here, have my boy Raiden and his beloved Pokemon Some fun facts:

He's a mechanic who works on trains and subways, doing maintenance and repairs

He currently lives in a made-up region called D'Thetas, based in Italy/Greece!

He was born in Galar but left to try to get away from his past

The past in question? In his youth, he got involved with the wrong crowd and became a Pokemon poacher. He is deeply ashamed of this part of his history.

The poaching group in question specialized in capturing wild Eevee since they are so popular on the market. As a result, he can barely look at an Eevee or their evolutions, because it reminds him too much of that time.

He lost his leg in a freak accident with a train while at work

Likes to tinker and invent things on the side!

Some details about his Pokemon buddies:

Gadget is a very energetic and intelligent little guy who has been Raiden's longest companion. He's been with Raiden through the ups and downs and helps him in any way he can. Raiden sometimes uses the Yamper's electric abilities in the contraptions he makes. During work, the Yamper will bring him the tools he needs and recharge the batteries on said tools.

Clover is a relatively recent addition, as Raiden found the Trapinch chewing on the railway tracks at his most recent job. There were many attempts to chase the Trapinch off, which only resulted in her returning later. So, as a more permanent solution, Raiden caught the little Pokemon. He would train lightly with her, teaching her not to chew on things she shouldn't. Now, the two are close, and the Trapinch helps Raiden unscrew particularly tight bolts or stuck bits with her powerful jaws.

Tungsten was inherited from a close family member upon their death, and Raiden has also been taking care of them for a long time. Tungsten is more calm and level-headed than the other two and is a quiet, constant presence. Raiden has made one or two contraptions powered by the spinning gears on this Pokemon. The quiet ticking of the Pokemon in a calming presence to their trainer and helps Raiden calm down.

#pokemon #au #alternate universe #steampunk #galar #trainer #pokemon trainer #yamper #trapinch #klinklang

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maramahan · 1 year

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I wanna hear about the pokemon ttrpg 👀

WELL SINCE YOU ASKED—!

Ok. so. You know how in the pokémon games there’s always those Team-Badguy grunts who challenge you to a battle then run away afterward? That’s my character:

Renn is literally an ex villain-squad punk who’s finally been released from house arrest in Starting Town & is taking the opportunity to go on a “normal pokémon journey” don’t mind the baseball bat officer I SWEAR it’s for self-defense :)

Other cast members include

Kestrel, a mysterious and kindly young doctor with an eyepatch and a knack for finding evolution stones

Vincent, a weirdo from the woods with an uncanny connection to pokémon and a mission to speak with the gods

Jiro, a gifted chef with a knack for battle on a mission to someday open his own restaurant

Emilia, a cheerful photographer who is god’s gift to the enemy not always completely prepared for the impact of her pokémon’s AoE moves

Douglass, an incredibly sheltered pokémon councilor who just wants to show his beloved Psyduck to the world and is also coincidentally Renn’s cousin

And the way my friend is running it — instead of standardized region starters, it was a potluck. Everyone chose one 3-stage pokémon that the other players might pick.

There was a Trapinch on offer. She was small, orange, and sweet— so Renn named her Clementine.

We are now best friends. I love her big ol’ head. She’s a long way from evolving, but I love her just the way she is.

Anyway, we left town as a group, me and the other trainers. It’s been pretty chaotic since then. I’ve been showing my cousin the ropes of living in the Pokémon World, Kestrel’s been paying me good money to stop extorting politely asking strangers for pocket change, Jiro’s on his way up in the world, and the Wiz Kid Vincey met god the other day.

AND. and. We’re slowly but surely on our way to BigCity — my old hometown, where Team Badguy runs the streets and Big Tech Corp runs everything else — and.

And. I’m on the trail. They took my beloved Zubat when I got arrested — but my little Echo is still out there. I got a lead that my little buddy might be in BigCity, and. I swear. I’ll burn the world if that’s what it takes to get her back.

I can’t wait to play again!!

#just me rambling #pokemon ttrpg stuff #i am OBSESSED with this game right now #my friend is running it as though we were passing the video game but MORE #more personal - more connected — and #GOSH #it’s giving me so much dopamine #everyone has their own story and team and goal #and #we’ve met a bunch of fun NPCs and have tripped into some Plot and #AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA i wish we could play more than just once a week #oh also it’s kinda fun: Renn is canon nonbinary #When asked the traditional ‘are you a boy or a girl’ question I hesitated—#so the DM wrote ‘Doesn’t Matter’ on my character sheet #and every time it comes up in game I answer with a mildly-threatening ‘’Don’t worry about it >:) ’’#and as someone who is irl very quietly nb- it makes my heart Pleased #anyway if you couldn’t tell I am very excited about everything to do with this game #and I would happily go on and on and on and on about my pokémon friends and our (mis)adventures

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